Vocaloid Yellow Novels & Stories

Delphine groaned. “Doesn’t yellow mean happy?” Hakeem asked. Delphine let out a small whine. “In any other situation, yes. If Lilac’s happy, it’s never for the right reasons. Plus, it’s not a pretty yellow and it’s speckled with red. Both are bright, so bright that it’s hurting my eyes to look at it.” Hakeem made a sound of interest low in his throat. “And that’s a bad thing?”

How could she not have noticed the sword before? Musa furrowed her eyebrows, “Who are you and why do you recognize me as Musa? That name no longer needs to be tied to me!” Violet stared down at her feet, then back at the sword. “My name is Yak Ann Sinora but many know me as Violet.” Musa held the sword closer to Violet's face. “Who are you? I've never heard the name before and I'm pretty sure I've never seen you before.” Violet snapped her finger, changing into her true appearance.

Till It Hurts - Yellow Claw 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 Shame? I am extremely embarrassed, because I was shocked that my mother could say that. I think I want to wrap my face with the condom earlier. Embarrassing!

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

Peter's voice wa really good to listen. “You jerk! Your voice is so beautiful why didn’t you tell me?!” Sunny continuously slap Peter’s shoulders which the latter shielded. "Sunny, what are you—stop!" Peter's trying to grab Sunny's wrist to stop her from hitting him. "Hey, I told you to—

She hums softly, her lips pressing into a straight line, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly. "Hmm," she says, taking her time. "That's a tough question, but I'll say. . .you're my yellow." Yellow. . . I can’t help but smile at that. “Yellow?” I repeat, leaning a little closer. "Why?" She shifts, sitting up slightly, her fingers still locked with mine, but now her gaze is thoughtful. “Yellow,” she says slowly, as if the words need to be wrapped in the right kind of care. “It’s warm, and bright. Like sunshine, but not too hot. It’s the color of things that make you feel. . .light. Like you’re safe and everything’s okay.”

USER: EPPIRSRNBAE: My favorite color is yellow. ME: That’s deep. USER: EPPIRSRNBAE: Ha-ha. U said anything. ME: Touché. Okay. Yellow. Like a school bus? USER: EPPIRSRNBAE: Umm…more like canary. Bright, but not too bright. Puts me in a good mood. ME: So ur one of those cranky girls…unless u get ur dose of yellow? USER: EPPIRSRNBAE: Lol. Yeah. A raging monster.

Ryu’s voice deepened. His whole body was covered in blood, his eyes glowing red like a true monster; even my father couldn’t make his eyes look so intimidating. “I am the Alpha; I am Ryu, and I am a predator who feeds on his enemies like prey.”

That reached his ears. Yman frowned and scratched the back of his head. He wanted to retort but he thought that it was troublesome. After he went inside, he canceled his resonance with his System Deity, Sistela. Now Sistela was back on being a ball-shape object again. "Sistela, time check," Yman asked his partner. Sistela answered. Sistela has a realistic feminine voice. She could speak like a real person. "Hmm, just right, " he said while nodding.

What is this? I wander my gaze around. Am I really in the right place? Maybe someone prepared this for his special someone, but Kuya told me to come here. Just then, a song rang out. [Yellow by Coldplay] /Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow I came along I wrote a song for you And all the things you do And it was called Yellow/ What is this? What is really happening? Oh my. I guess I am really in the wrong place.