Orange Lantern Novels & Stories

Orlan smiled widely, as he brought out a red ribbon that had been hiding inside his bathrobe pocket. He brought out a big candle from the other pocket, and likewise a lighter. He sets the candle in the middle of the room, and he ties the ribbon around his hands, before doing the same thing to himself. Orlan makes us walk around the candle in a circular motion, before saying a few words which only we can understand. After walking around the candle more than fifteen times... We both sat down on the floor while wrapping our legs. Orlan and I stare deeply at the candle, and within the next few seconds, the candle is off on its own.

His eyes haven’t left mine. Lee delivers me to Liam, placing my hands in his only to then step in front to conduct the ceremony himself. First is the Luna coronation. Liam gently turns my palm up, linking this may hurt a small amount. I feel no pain as he gently slices my palm and then his own.

One that came from all around. The Sapphire orb, that harbored immense power, gleamed ominously nearby. In a moment of desperation, Lana reached out and touched it, her fingertips tingling with an overwhelming spurt of energy. As the orb responded to her touch, it pulsed with a blinding azure light, illuminating the whole place. "No! What have you done?" Annik yelled in frustration. Suddenly, two remaining lanterns of the orb flared to life, their transcendental flames dancing and crackling with raw power. Lana and Tyler found themselves surrounded by a maelstrom of swirling energies, a storm of light and dark entwined.

In one of the rooms of the Orange Mansion (as it was now being called since the Orange Team had won the Grand Tourney and achieved permanent mansion status), a pale faced Lam was lying on a bed, unconscious but alive. His entire frame was covered with a large blanket, and from time to time his brows furrowed like he was in pain.

"I'm sorry about the manacles, but Priest is extra cautious. And you're..." The pale Orangelo stopped to regard Lexi, who he was leading down a long, narrow hallway with a leash attached to a set of manacles binding his wrists and ankles. "Interesting." He reached his paw out, stroking Lexi's long ears, feeling the soft green fur. "I've never seen this color from any Marker, but I don't think it's fake, is it? And your stripes... That's not a common Hare feature. There’s only one striped Hare on the ship. You look like someone mixed a Hare with an Orangelo and turned you green. Which leads me to the cage. I'm sorry about that, too. But you came through the divine portal and the Hares on our

She wanted to hug all of them, but she might not be able to sell enough oranges to pay for everything. “Uh, Eine… have you forgotten how you found me earlier?” Wolfram kneeled next to the girl, who turned to face him again. “I bought lots of oranges from your Mommy. In fact, I bought all oranges your Mommy is supposed to sell in a year. All of these are yours now.” “R-Really?” Eine gasped in shock. She then looked at everything else before looking at him again. “But… all the oranges turned into dolls? What about dresses?”

Along the usually dark wintry lane shone hundreds of paper lanterns; illuminating with their flickering candles. Men were wearing black velvet jackets with silver embroideries and long leather boots. Women were glowing under their white silk dresses, and pink lace-up ballerina flats and children were carrying a lantern of their own making, each in a different colour. It was the Lantern Festival. When it was finally dark, the orchestra in the park started playing traditional Darkian and mates were dancing. Each pack was reunited in a corner, its leader responding to the members' need.

While waiting, his attention was drawn to a stand filled with totems and some of the finest lanterns he had seen that night. Couples and families would buy the totems, and pray over them. They would then attach them to lanterns to send into the sky for good luck. Arlen’s eyes were drawn to a green jade owl totem, and he smiled. Green, the colour of Luca’s eyes. And the owl reminded him of his guardian, Roxanne. "Excuse me, sir, how much for this?" Arlen asked the vendor. Seeing the distinct prints on Arlen’s robes, the vendor brought down his finest lantern and the chosen totem. "Please, my Lord, take this. It’s on the house."

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.

He nodded towards them. “Oranges are addictive though. Thousand years ago no one could exist without their morning OJ’s.” Darius frowned slightly. “Did not understand that at all. But if you are asking me, I choose apples.. It’s very simple. Oranges are very bright, flashy and... bright and flashy does not mean anything good. Once one of us tried a huge bright red mushroom and ended up with food poisoning.” “Apples are red.” Nicolai picked up one. “They Are red and flashy....”