Green X Blue Novels & Stories

- Vejo her show some belts. - Our. You really are obsessed with putting people together. - I frown - No, everything is my art. I see you as a beautiful blank canvas in need of depth. I know you don't like vulgar colors and flashy things so these shades of colors will be perfect. Moss green or navy blue? The two will give you grace and erase your dark presence a little, leaving you a little less curious for looks, thus being more camouflaged in the crowd. - If you say. Blue.

"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."

Gisella and Gunner stayed back and continue their flirting. Cillian and I stroll to a group of gorgeous ladies, all dressed in elaborately bejeweled dresses of the most stunning shades of blue. Dark blue, baby blue, sky blue, glittery blue, green blue, anything blue. I’m guessing, just like me, they want to pay homage to the Blue Blood Pack, hence the blue gowns.

he stated. I heaved a sigh of relief because I had assumed it was something horrifying. "Oh, I see. What those colors mean?" I inquired. No, I should stop here because it's getting a little too much for him. "Hmm... Well, our eyes turn green when we are very pleased, grey when we are sad, hazel with a hint of black surrounding it when we are angry, violet when we are astonished, and..." he hesitated briefly before continuing. "Crimson coupled with electrifying blue when lust overtakes, you can say when we are in a mood, that's pretty much it," he added in one breath.

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

She repeats after a moment of thought, deciding that it was as good a question as any. “Really?” He asks, not bothering to answer. “Don’t you think that’s a little juvenile?” Liviana shrugs. “Just answer the question.” Blaze stares for a moment before letting out a thoughtful sigh. “Green.” He answers. Liviana blinks, nodding and looking down as he returns the question. “I like purple.” She says. “Top three?” “What? Colors?” Liviana nods. “Sure.” “Green, blue, and black.” He lists. “And don’t say black isn’t a color because it’s a shade. I’m counting it as a color and one of my favorites.”

They were two colors, one a dusty brown, and the other a light green blue color. “We?” Damn you, curiosity. I chided myself, feeling like I was trying to avoid the inevitable. “My twin brother and I. Justin’s blue eye is on the left though.” He smiled, making my heart skip a beat when I saw the small dimple.

“It is a herb that when burned, it could detect a person’s state of health. It detects your inner health - mentally and basically what you don’t show. And then, it shows your physical state. Yellow, Green, Blue and White are used for the physical state. The severity of the condition is shown through the shades of the color it gave out. Green is the basic color it gives off when you first burn them, but it also means that you’re healthy. So, for example, if you light it and it stays green without changing, it means the person is fine. Yellow means you’re close to being healed. Blue represents fatal sickness or an urgent mental problem.

“You’re going to give me one before I touch you.” I swallowed. “Red.” “And colors. Green means you’re good. Yellow means slow down or ease up. Red stops everything. No questions, no anger. You use them. Understand?” “Yes.” “Say it back.” “Green means good. Yellow means slow down. Red stops everything.” He nodded once. “Good girl.” Then he moved.

“Haha ok. Next question. What’s your favorite color?” “Previously I would have said blue, but now it’s the color of your eyes. I could get lost for days just staring into your eyes looking at the different shades of brown and a little green there.” “Oh, um my eyes don’t have any green though.” “Yes they do. Just a little bit and only sometimes. When your emotions get stronger there is a slight ring of green that appears on the outer edges of your irises.” “I guess that could make sense. My dad’s eyes are green so there’s some gene for it in me somewhere.” We go back and forth a bit until we get closer to the territory.