Brown With Purple Underneath Novels & Stories

‘What an unusual colour you are,’ I state. ‘I hear your mate is much the same…’ he stares as we start running through my land back to the pack house. I think of Khai and Lilith and note that he’s far whiter than Khai. Obsidian being a dark grey Wolf with browns smattered throughout his fur. But Lilith is pure white, with that purple glow that’s highly unusual and never heard of. In fact, thinking of it now her eyes are just the same. Glowing purple as Theseus’s do.

She studied the image, how the images of the sun and moon intertwined and embraced two wolves howling at one another. He ran a russet-colored hand through his wavy brown hair, his purple eyes standing out against the color of his skin. He, too, was tall, towering over the small brunette beside him, who, despite desperate attempts on Alexa’s part, still refused to meet her gaze. She simply sat quietly beside the purple-eyed man, a frown on her face.

Leaning over me, he growled, "If you don't take out your contacts, I will take them out." I acquiesced to his demand because he might damage my eyes or worse if he took them out. It would hurt less if I did it. Besides, it would only confirm what he and I knew: the natural colour of my eyes. Not blue, like my contacts, or brown, like most Wolf-Shifters, but purple, like amethysts.

She seems hesitant but before I can say otherwise, she turns her back to me and fully lifts her shirt up to the nape of her neck, keeping the front pulled down but exposing her entire back to me and what I see takes my breath away. Instead of the standard black or white feathers, she has grey for the base and intermingled throughout the feathers, the artist has blended shades of purple into the grey. The effect is amazing, along with the intricate details making them look like real feathers, and I am unable to hold myself back from touching them.

"urgh... ahh" I was clutching the blanket, rolling around on the bed. My breasts kept bouncing as I sucked my breath feeling all recess and my pussy throbbed. I grinned up at him, recklessly but when he lifted his head, my grin fell right off my face as fear crept in. His eyes... they weren't his usual brown. They'd gone this weird bruised color, mauve, like when you get hit and it hasn't turned purple yet.

I ask, grabbing him lightly by the shoulders making him face me. Dr Rossi sighed before saying “I believe that the inside of the thing you found had wolvesbane in it. It is the only thing I can think of that would create that purple colour. That hangnail of yours might have allowed it into your blood stream. You should go and get checked out before your body reacts.” My heart skips a beat, images of Jasmine bleeding flooded my mind. Looking down at my hands I couldn’t see anything happening. Usually, when it gets into your system the point of contact changes in appearance but my hand looked like the usually do.

Her feet stopped. What if it was another parent and child? “Help! Please!” “Fuck,” she muttered under her breath, then louder: “Coming!” She pushed through thick undergrowth, brambles scraping her bare legs. The leaves here were wrong—reddish-brown in the middle of summer. Beneath the scent of damp earth and rotting wood came the unmistakable copper of blood. A flash of purple that did not belong on the forest floor. She stepped back sharply. A man’s face peered up at her through the leaves—blond hair, aristocratic features, one purple eye and one blue visible beneath the debris.

“You should take this one. The quality is pretty good, and it’s easy to use.” “Okay.” A grin spreads over his face, then he asks, “What color do you want?” “Ah…what do I get to choose from?” “Lime, silver, violet, and graphite.” My eyebrows draw together. “What’s graphite?” Tiny lets out an amused chuckle. “It’s a dark grayish color.” “Uhm…” I nibble on my bottom lip while I think about which one I should choose, then say, “I’ll take the violet one.”

Into the different colours making the smile form over his face. Wearing a shirt and pants filled with many beautiful colours as he stares down at it with no word coming out from his mouth. Red, yellow, green orange, purple-blue and indigo circle around into the ring as it slowly circles around his hand. Making it bring closer to his face as it moves along with the tip of his finger. Just then the colours start to get mixed with one another making him freeze watching it slowly turn to the light shade of grey as it turns darker and darker than before. Finally forming into the dark brown.

Mystery woman was beautiful in the way that models and erotic androids were; more sexy than pretty, but beautiful none the less. Her jet black hair was shoulder length and layered perfectly. She parted in just slightly off from the center and let it frame her beautiful face. Flawless features looked back at me with a smile that oozed with sensuality. In the dark, I couldn't make out the color of her eyes, but I guessed that they were brown. I imagined a hazel, but that was only because I couldn't picture anything less. Average brown wouldn't have matched the rest of her beauty. "Mind if I sit here, stranger?" She said, even though she already knew the answer.