Orange 7 Novels & Stories

"It can sense one's cultivation level. Only those who have reached the level of a martial lord can trigger a reaction. "The orb will glow in one of seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, or violet—each representing a different stage. Give it a try." Without hesitation, Chase channeled a thread of his true energy into the orb. Immediately, the transparent orb lit up with a dazzling white glow that was intense. "What's going on? Isn't it supposed to show a color—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, or violet? What's with the white light?" someone in the crowd asked, confused.

It was the blue color as the sun in her dreams. June thought to herself the signal is already being sent. She put her hand in her pocket. Felt something small and round. She pulled it out. It was an orange, a real orange that was fresh. She looked at the soldier. Said, where did this orange come from because there are no trees anywhere in the world. The soldier looked at the orange. His eyes got really wide. He said, this is impossible nothing can grow in all the ash that's everywhere. June looked back at the tower. The blue light was getting brighter it was pulsing like a heartbeat.

Olcan is the third of THE SEVEN, barely the same as Lyall, yet has a different colour which was as dark as a wine. “Have fun with that,’ by the sound of the Alpha’s tone, they already knew who he was referring to without looking at him. Lyall, being the second, descended the staircase with an evil smirk. “I don’t give a shit if you guys want her or not. What I know for a fact is that I’m not sitting by and letting her go. She is a target. If they get their hands on her first, you know what’s happening. We can’t be careless.”

Nova’s POV I could see the sun starting set. It was casting beautiful hues of orange, pink and gold, across the early evening sky. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, so I decided to take a moment to just take in and absorb the beauty of nature. I had the ominous sensation if I didn’t figure out a way out of this, I wasn’t going to be seeing another sunset.

The guard studied me for a long moment. Then he reached for his radio. I stood at those gates and I did not fidget and I did not look away and my wolf stood straight inside me for the first time in seven years. The radio crackled. The guard looked up. Alpha Rhys says to bring her in, he said. He did not sound surprised. And that was the part that should have reassured me. It did not.

It was mine. Moving to my suitcase, I pulled out the orange prescription bottle. My fingers hesitated on the cap before I twisted it off and shook out the small white pills into my palm. The familiar weight of them reminded me of all the nights I spent curled up, drowning in my own thoughts, heart pounding with panic. I tossed the pills into my mouth and swallowed them dry. The memories came unbidden.

His face was unrecognizable but he knew that sturdy body too well. It was his first partner. The second-in-command. “Eh! Ops!” Orange’s voice resounded above them. Orange was hugging the slightly small camel beast’s neck – which was embracing in princess style – raised his hand like he was really sorry. “Sorry, I don’t expect him to be so weak.” “Man~” Gold stomped his feet dejectedly. “Did I just spoil your mood?” Orange scratched his head, laughing nervously. “Apologies.”

But, after further tests, the doctor could only shake his head and gave him temporary medicine. “Do you have an orange-flavored cake? "Davi's pheromone is his favorite; the scent of it made him tingle inside and made him want to see Davi and shower him with kisses. “This one, this, and this. These are the last orange flavors we have.” The three cakes that Reynolds pointed out were little cute cakes. One had a full white cover, a little orange stain around it, and a slice of orange above with three leaves around it. Simple yet looks delicious.

One for my goddess, my love, Amanda. Jove- Mercury delivered a message. ‘Does my Highwayman ride?’ Me- Though Hell shall bar the way! Jove- that is the answer? Me- yep! Jove-ok Amanda is waiting for me. She still hasn’t given up on me. That’s my mate. Gold Apple, Pear, I need three, I’m a triplet three is the lucky number. Oranges, no, grapes, no, breadfruit, no, Pomegranate, yes.

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.