Green Vibes Novels & Stories

Each time, Noah's commentary grew more playful, making the whole situation feel less daunting and more fun. Finally, Vivienne stepped out in a simple yet elegant emerald green dress. It had a soft, flowing silhouette with a subtle off-shoulder neckline that framed her collarbones beautifully. The color brought out the depth in her eyes, and the way the fabric moved with her made it both sophisticated and understated.

“This color, it reminds me of the night sky, powerful yet serene, like you. It’ll bring out your strength and grace.” Stephanie looked at her reflection in the mirror, her fingers grazing the fabric. She felt a surge of pride and emotion, imagining herself standing beside Damien, their family united, dressed in colors that symbolized their bond to the pack and the Moon Goddess. She nodded, her eyes misty. “It’s perfect, Alicia. It’s like you read my mind.” Alicia smiled, satisfied, and turned to Caleb. “Now, young man, for you, I see something with a touch of strength, but youthful too. How about this forest green?” She held up a rich, dark green fabric with subtle flecks of gold.

“What colors are there? As I thought you could only get them in white.” “We do them in white, yes and we also do pink, purple, and yellow. Would you like me to tell you about the significance behind each of the colors for you to make up your mind?” “Yes, please that would be so helpful.” “Well, the white signifies purity and innocence.” That sounds like Savannah. “The pink signifies appreciation and admiration.” That is how I feel about Savannah. “The purple signifies charm and passion.” Oh boy, this is a tough choice. “And the yellow signifies gratitude.” Fuck.

-Karen- The pink pixie hopped off my shoulder and patted the table twice. I set the goblet down and sighed. “Each drink's color has meaning.” The little pixie said, catching me off guard. “Clear water to help clear the mind. Wine is the color of passion and green is the color of growth. Not surprisingly, you're a very passionate person who puts others first. But there is a drawback to that- You lack balance and that causes different types of chaos for you.”

I looked out at the setting sun, painting the sky in shades of violet and gold. ​ ​“Sage green,” I said softly, looking back at Ava. ​She smiled, radiant and victorious. ​“Sage green,” she agreed. “For the new one too.” ​THE END.

Her red curls tickled my neck as she did so. When she pulled away, she went into her little personal room in the Grove and came out with a three little bottles in her hand. She pushed them into mine and looked at me seriously. “These three bottles should be of help to you. The red is for you to regain strength and help wounds heal. The blue is a very corrosive element that burns skin. The green is also for attacking as well if need be. It's a poison, not as corrosive, but also dangerous, especially when ingested.”

Purple reminded them. Black looked at the laptop screen. “What, baby girl? Are we fighting?” “Just promise me you’ll flirt only with me. I will win this fight. We are going to win this fight.” “Only you, baby girl. I love you,” Black said. Purple stood up. “Your relationship is something else. Like a ghost. It gives me goosebumps.” Grey and Black laughed. “Purple’s bitter. You should tease Green now,” Grey said. Purple remembered the mark she had seen on Green at Blue’s condo, and she shook her head. “I can’t. Ew.”

"It felt like someone injected boiling acid into my veins. My muscles locked up instantly. I hit the mud and couldn't move my legs." Turning a brittle page, I traced my finger down a column of faded ink drawings. "Did you see the vial? The color of the liquid?" "It glowed. Like a toxic, neon green." "Neon green." Flipping past a section on lunar cycles, I moved to the poison indexes. "Standard wolfsbane is purple or dark blue. Neon green means it was synthesized. Weaponized."

Her name suits her very well cause she had this sparkling beautiful black eyes that looked dreamy and captivating. "Ok, your name is logged in, here's your key card which also serves as your ID card, welcome and do have a lovely stay here at V.C". As we were wrapping up our pleasantries, a very beautiful lady in her late thirties, came into us. Desire and I echoed "Good morning ma'am "Good morning Lovett". "Good morning and welcome to Vance Conglomerate, Good morning Desire, do well to direct all interns to the waiting sections."

World Trees sang with the wet symphony of sex, their branches heavy with fruit that tasted of sweat and ecstasy. In the heart of the Flame Root, Vespera Voss Kane stood bathed in golden-green light, her body a living testament to the flames. The emerald constellations on her skin moved constantly, flaring brighter whenever desire surged nearby. Her three mates surrounded her, already hard and dripping with anticipation.