Novel & Cerita Jingga

The inside was silver and steaming. “You're kidding. Is that smoking?” “It's the juice, don't worry. Try it.” Aurora hesitantly brought it to her mouth. A cold liquid ran down her chin before she even took a bite. The taste was... impossible to explain. Sweet like honey, sour like lemon, with a hint of mint. She gasped. “This is good. Like, really good.” Samira smiled, satisfied. “Most fruits here have healing or stimulating properties. Some just nourish, others strengthen. This one, for example, clears the mind. It helps when you're anxious.”

"Excuse me?" She slowly came forward and I noticed her eyes were a green, almost the same shade as mine. She lifted her hands to her mouth, tears filled her eyes and I noticed she was shaking. I glanced confusedly at Amaya to find her glaring at the small woman in front of us.

They took turns picking their colors, allowing the ladies to pick theirs first. Jasmine chose yellow, not because it was her best color but because her instinct had led her to the part. Ariana chose red, just like the color of her hair and Jabal's. To her, it is the best color she can choose which gives her hope of a better tomorrow for both of them. The next to choose was Jabal who chose orange. He had chosen the color because it called his name. He was sure he heard his name from the orange waterfall. Kelvin chose blue. He had seen Jasmine's face in it. Though he thought it was his imagination, he still chose it anyway.

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

#winks. Here's my contact info: +234816070856... I really hope you get this. Just know I'm expecting your... Your crush, Tim. I scoffed. What did he mean by crush? Who says I'm crushing on him? I went back and read from the beginning. I can't quite remember but I'm sure a sheepish smile was playing on my lips. Something felt off so I counted the digits of his phone number only to discover one digit had been torn out along with the rest that had been torn out.

His teeth grind the more he stares at it. Red. Fucking. Roses. Of all the damn colors to send somebody, Tenz Jer'sey had to choose the one that makes his stomach churn and eyes sting. His fist tightens further. Red. The color that's supposed to be used by lovers.

She wore a colour that went so far as to surprise the man with just how well she wore it. Genevieve wore a lovely, flowing dress of a burnt, brown rust colour. Jasper admired the way the fabric fell around her and the way her white sandals hugged her thin calves that bowed to prominent ankles. He loved every nook and cranny of the girl's body, every inch and fold.

Zuri says and the Puelos all nod. They go on to describe their planet's difference from Kea and we all ask questions, which doesn't seem to bother them, until the announcer cuts in again. "Time to rotate ladies. Bronkark, Kea, blue. Earth, Glortinon, red. Vaal, Cok, yellow. Frole, Shikaz, orange. Makskin, Hassin, Peulo, green. Please take your seats your fourth course will be a smooth juice from Gaimo," he says and we stand up.