Jingga Dan Senja Novels & Stories

she demanded shrilly. "You're a lunatic, Jacqueline," he said under his breath as he pushed the 'off' button. He was scowling as he looked out at the scenic sunset. Nakalubog na ang haring araw sa kanluran. Ngunit may naiiwan pa ring maiinit na kulay. The fantastic blending of volatile colors was a vivid reminder of the dangerous attraction between him and Arizona. Paano kapag naglaho na ang mga kulay? Mawawala na rin kaya ang init ng pagnanasa?

It’s Helena’s habit every time she feels embarrassed, and her blushing, blushing face also shows that. Not wanting the awkward atmosphere to last much longer, Jasper invites Helena to sit on one bench and look at the river in front of them. Jasper then bought two bottles of cola and shared them with Helena. The river that stretches wide in front of them looks stunning when the orange rays of the sunset make the atmosphere feel so romantic. Jasper feels that it is time for him to express his feelings.

“Amazing! Did you make this yourself?” The lady nodded happily. “Here, give some to your friends over there.” A short woman with long hair came up to Rhina and offered her some bubble gum. “Here, this is the tastiest brand of gum you can find in New Ajens. Give some to your friends, too.” “Thanks,” Rhina said as she took the gum. More people rose from their seats and came to the three travelers. “Want a cigarette? You can have the whole box if you want.” A man in a miner’s jacket handed Ishida a red box labeled, “Cherry.”

He rolled to her side and carefully settled her against his chest. Mort covers their nakedness and gently caresses Sumire's belly where their unborn child is. He entwined their fingers and let himself drown to slumber. 5:30 PM. The sunset, unlike the hot sun of the afternoon, it gives up the strong dazzling light. It is blazing with brilliance and splendor. The vivid red sunset appears as silky, smooth collusions of sky burst red and yellow in the night’s calm. The birds watched the sky darken over the beautiful infinite ocean ahead. Tiny specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of afternoon sunlight that slanted through the window.

Venus giggled, as she tidied up by picking up the hospital gown from the green medium-sized non-slip rubber pedestal bath mat, folding it. “To think that you’d be grateful,” Azara grumbled, helping me with my tangerine bra. In short order, I was dressed and sitting in one of the chairs by the large rectangular glass window around dinner and a glass of cold fruit punch. The sunset had me on edge. Flame tones infiltrated the eventide's recumbent light in a smooth rolling poem. It was as though those soft rays were going to produce a masterpiece with the vast expanse of orange-gold, the tints of fireplace hearths and tangerines. The land would once more retire to rest, but what of my heart’s to

Enter what? I tried my name. J-A-S-M-I-N-E. Denied. I tried “Return.” Denied. Then, without thinking, I typed: DOOR 2. The door clicked. A breath. A mechanical sigh. And it opened for me. I should’ve turned around. But I didn’t. I stepped inside. — This time, the corridor was longer. The air wasn’t stale. It was alive—humid, electric, charged like the seconds before a thunderstorm. The hallway lights pulsed in rhythm with my steps.

Jasmina looked at it. "I see you," she said quietly. Kira looked at her face. "I see it," Jasmina said. "It's alright." The shimmer pulsed once. Then settled—not dissolving, just quieter. Still there, but softer. Kira made the small sound she made when something had satisfied her. Jasmina exhaled. Forty-five days old and already asking to be seen. "I see you," she said again. "I've got you." The shimmer faded slowly, like a held breath released.

Their palm became pinkish. Nathan smiled while looking at Zitrey. Who would have thought that this person who hates physical contact would high-five with them. 'The gap between us is slowly closing bit by bit everyday.' It was a nice afternoon. An autumnal brilliant red and amber are shown elegantly at the sky as the sun set down in the west completing it's journey for a day.

~Thea There is no doubting, that everything has changed. That I am no longer how I was yesterday. Jasper stood behind me, staring into the mirror as I did. Something was so common between us, there is no mistaking it. Our eyes. Just looking at it made me want to claw my eyes out. That deep-set violet shade had taken over my once hazel eyes, infecting me with the colour I had admired about Jasper. Now it belongs to me too, although, it hardly amounts to what I see in Jasper's eyes. His are alight and dazzling, vivid with colour. Mine are still bland and rather lifeless.

the two women laughed. “Celeste and Adrian have been giving away a jar of fruit jams,” Josefina helped Epifania to her hand a small jar of fresh fruit jam. It had been labeled to say: “Jack Fruit Jam – Thank you from Celeste and Adrian Linaw.” “How very nice! I really like the bright yellow ribbon tied around into a bow,” Epifania admiringly said and showed it to Macario her husband–– there had been a hint of asking 'why-the-bright-yellow-color' tone in her voice and sounded plummy.