Indigo Novels & Stories

The town has this mystic old-style vibe like it's stuck in the 50s. "Code 00-17-1 in Narrow River. I repeat, 00-17-1 in Narrow River." The radio buzzes and the almost robotic female voice of the dispatcher follows. I've never heard this code before, it's in no book I've read. But even so, neither Jamie nor another patrol from the area seems to care. Jamie just keeps driving, as if the dispatcher never called. "What's this code? I've never heard of it." "You know all codes?"

The tattoos were quite intriguing. ‘This guy is really big' Kimberly thought to herself, not taking her eyes off his large biceps. He eyed her suspiciously. She couldn’t help but swallow hard from fear because the person standing before her looked powerful, there was no denying that, but what caught her attention the most in all of his features were his captivating grey eyes, she couldn’t help but get lost in them. Kimberly gazed at the stranger’s eyes then she noticed that they flickered from grey to yellow and then back to grey. She flinched away in fear, wondering what the hell just happened. It seems she was slowly imagining things or probably starting to go crazy.

Tara pitched and I couldn't help but turn as I hurriedly wore a fitted black jean. "This meeting is very important ladies." It was all I could say before returning to the mirror. I wore an ash T-shirt so only my forearm tattoos were visible. "More important than us?" "Unfortunately, yes." I mumbled with a tiny smile, admiring my ebony skin. My honey irises seemed to be dull perhaps due to my worries. "You see, Green is going to wage war on all communities tomorrow onwards. One that has never happened in history." I said whilst brushing my low cut hair.

She was terrified when she saw several people watching her, especially they all looked like they were in a group of masher men. "Don't worry, I will protect you!" whispered Eric right in Reya's ear who felt goosebumps at this. Reya nodded her head, she didn't understand what the four of them would do in here. She thought he had just come to sit down to look at his three friends, but he was wrong, Lilo ordered several kinds of bottles of alcohol to decorate their empty table. Whiskey, Vodka, Wine, and Brandy, which of these four alcohols have fairly high alcohol content.

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.

Her tears fell onto the marble, leaving small, temporary dark marks. It was then that Valentim moved again. He went to a nearby workbench where jars of powdered pigments—burnt earths, oxides, ultramarine blues—were lined up like an alchemist’s paints. He opened a small wooden jar containing a deep, vibrant red pigment, the color of rust, of blood, of life.

I explained as I guided him to the blue tubes, wanting to know which one he liked. “And I’m guessing you want me to point it out since we’re in front of billions of shades of blue.” I nodded, waiting for him to spot it. I watched him as he studied the various shades. “This one,” he said, picking out the tube and giving it to me. “It’s called indigo,” I clarified. “I guess it’s good to be friends with an artist,” he said, smiling at me. “I get to learn about different shades.” “I wonder how I can benefit from a CEO,” I smirked. He had already helped me in ways I never thought he would. Despite the circumstances of our marriage, he had been amazing to me.

Even through the mud, it’s clear what this is…Purple Atlantonite. “Aric, we need to get to Isaiah right now. This is huge!”

Luckily for me though, Sienna wasn't around when I got in, and after taking a shower, I spent about an hour and some studying and doing assignments before going to sleep and dreaming of beautiful green grass and a barefooted mother and son running in it hand in hand in the morning sun. The first face I saw when I got into class, Virginia. Today, she wasn't in her usual neutral or earth coloured clothes but something else. Something that, on her, seemed a little to bright, even though it wasn't all that bright. It just seemed off. I had no problem with people trying new things, especially not after what Alex told me the previous night, but her bright purple sequined dress just seemed...the on

The turquoise liquid glimmered like a gemstone, and I couldn't help but feel pride swell in my chest. But I held back a darker secret, a creation born from desperation and chance. In a flurry of failed attempts, I had also managed to produce a lethal concoction I dubbed "Sudden Death." Unlike the antidote, it bore an unsettling shade of turquoise, bright and inviting at first glance. Still, under the glowing laboratory lights, it carried an eerie hue reminiscent of the ocean's depths, an ominous warning of its true nature.