Orange Lantern Novels & Stories

He knew the flowers were blooming and that the pink was beautiful this time of year, so he was excited to show the orchard to her. They could be seen from the mansion so he didn't hold her hands, but he bumped into her with his shoulder often, and showed her many things on the way to his favorite part of the orchard. “This is the only orange tree in the entire garden, even though I have oranges almost every day. We order those from the next pack over. They make the best oranges. I have lived here my whole life, and I had at least four of my shifts at the base of this tree.”

Dante said. "There’s one thing you should know," Evelyn said, reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a final, small envelope. "The twelve orphans... they aren't the only ones. The project had a second location. In America. A place called 'The Orchard.'" Dante stopped, his hand on the car door. He looked at the envelope, then at Bella’s face on his phone screen. The labyrinth was never truly gone. It just changed its name. "Not tonight, Mother," Dante said, taking the envelope but not opening it. "Tonight, the orphans are just children. And the Orchard can wait for the morning."

Jai asked. Alyssa giggled. “It’s not Pearglet, Brother Jai. It’s Pearlet.” “Ah yes, what Pearlet?” Jai asked, smiling. “Sour Pearlet. You may have heard its sweet counterpart, the Honey Pearlet. But this is not the Honey Pearlet. This is the sour one. Honey Pearlet is more yellow in color while this one is orange in color,” Roger answered for him. “Aah… I see. Thank you for the information,” Jai smiled, despite feeling disappointed that it wasn’t the plant he was looking for.

A fruit juice bar on the patio provided fairgoers with delicious orange sherbet and fresh samples of Florida orange and grapefruit juice, offering the sweet delicious fruit and packaged juices for sale. The combination of uncharacteristically cool weather in early June and later weeks of one-hundred-degree heat caused atypical blossoms and fruit on the orange trees. One in the same tree might host fragrant blossoms, ripe oranges from the earliest bloom, and green oranges from a later one, and like everything else at the Fair, Evelyn found it astounding. “Do you suppose the children are alright with Lily and Justin?”

It was orange in colour, which was not very creative of her people. “Huh, what do you mean?” He asked with his mouth full, and I shook my head. “You’re eating her fruits again,” I pointed out, and he looked at his hand, shrugging. “So?” He questioned, biting into the orange without separating the segments as Amanah did; what kind of animal was he?

Seeing him pissed, Xieaniel slowly took the ceramic jar from Olive’s hand, which she gladly let go of. “General…” Xieaniel whispered, and only then did Nathan notice the ceramic jar. It was ombre blue and red that has the emblem of La Elora. Venice felt her chest tighten. Seeing her pale face, John quickly walked behind her. “B-Boss is… here…” Olive whispered as if she didn’t quite believe her own words. Kate flinched when Raith lost his strength and his glass shattered on the floor. Oriana and Mix gasp loudly and cover their mouths in disbelief. Leon froze on his sport, unable to believe the words of his twin.

A towel was hanging on his left shoulder with a towel wrapped around his bottom. A glass of whisky glistened against the embers of the green flame that reminded him of the encounter he had a few hours ago. I never knew that green can be a compelling color. Randel, an orc that specialized in poisons and who was also Damon’s aid, gulped for the nth time for this evening. He was standing beside the fireplace, his large clawed hands were clasped at his back as he waited for the response of the prince from what he announced earlier—but to no avail, his eyes, that were as red as the cracking of dawn, had only its interest fixated onto the green flame that belonged to the Glutton Family.

Everyone was willing to contribute because of their love for their King. The Oracle was dressed on leather that is embedded with cowries and small bones; he hanged several horns of gazelle and wrapped the skin of a leopard-like wrapper. His face was marked with white chalks and tiro (black-eye lash) was marked on his eyelids. The elders were all putting on pure white wrappers, raised to their bellies, and firmly holding their Nkpara (staffs) and holding their red caps in their hands. They all bowed their faces as the oracle does the incantations and say some words of prayers.

Alinta was stuck working a case at her firm and couldn't make it, so it was just the two of them and little Orion having a small celebration. Marisol picked out a flower lantern and used a marker to draw different little animals on each petal. They looked so lifelike and charming. She handed it to Orion, and the kid was absolutely thrilled. He even took photos to send to his uncle. Julius whined that he wanted one too. Though Marisol teased him about being too old for such things, she still drew a chubby, adorable yellow dog on another lantern and gave it to him.

He opened the orange barricade around Ocean Blue Land palace, allowing the four women, also General Randy Noah and his Kelly Olivia Darling, to run approaching them. Seeing what was done by King Richard Orlando Lie, Virando also took out his eternity cloak. This time, the eternity cloak didn’t absorb all the red orpiment, but the red orpiment was bounced back and was returned to King Richard Orlando. The red orpiment was seen burning King Richard Orlando’s arms and legs extremely badly and severely. “AAARRGGGHHKKK...!!!” squealed and squeaked King Richard Orlando again, at the peak of his final drops of life, blood, sweat, and tears.