Dark Purple Aesthetic Novels & Stories

The only person grumpier than him is Sarn. It doesn't help that the damn dragon shifter is the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes on. Even with pasty, white, detoxifying skin, he's beautiful. His shaggy head of dark blonde hair needs washing and cutting. I'd give anything to run my fingers through the strands and do both jobs. More so, I want to sink into his odd-colored eyes. The pupils turn amethyst when he's angry or aroused, as I just discovered. The violet hue does strange things deep inside me.

she continued hurriedly to cover up her fluster. “Black?” He fought his grin, delight fizzing through him. He wasn’t the only one randy as all hell, he thought, and considering that she had spent the night with the vampire, he was rather to inclined to think that it was because on some basic, instinctual level, her body recognized him as one of her mates. “It might fit our aesthetic, but it doesn’t resell well,” he teased. “Dark grey with black and white details, I’m thinking,” she told him crisply, pretending to return her attention to the paint, but flicking him a look from under her eyelashes. “How long have you been sulking in the shelves for?” She added with mild accusation.

The one she used to detail the first few steps of every event she organized. "I was thinking about the color scheme. Purple indicates royalty. Sophistication. The perfect color to debut the heir with. We can incorporate all hues and tones but I would suggest a darker jewel tone instead of pastel," She gave me another once-over. "Seeing as her complexion might not withstand the pastel from draining her skin of any color." Somehow her words felt like an insult. A slap in the face, if I could put it that mildly. But Rachel didn't even blink. Although the corner of her lip twitched slightly.

“Of course I am here… Right when you need me the most. It seems like you are ready…” Azazel was truly a sight to behold, with his chiseled features and striking appearance that seemed to radiate power and danger. His jet-black hair was styled in a messy yet elegant way, falling over his forehead and framing his sharp cheekbones. His tall, muscular frame was clad in a black satin robe ornamented with red and gold accents, which only emphasized his rugged, devilishly handsome appearance.

"Okay, I want something beautiful, that catches the eye immediately, but that isn't to in your face." I say and they all nod their heads, thinking about what I said. “What about dark blues, maybe some light blues inbetween with silver accents?” Asher’s mother suggests and my mother nods her head with a smile. “I like it. Moonlight tones.” She says, I open my mouth to speak but Anna beats me to it. “I like it, but no pastels, just the dark blue with silver.” She says and I nod my head. “Thank you, I was thinking the same.”

‘Speaking of the devil’ ivy said smirking as Natasha rushed to them ‘You guys I’ve missed you’ Natasha squealed as she hugged both ivy and Chloe ‘We’ve missed you too’ Chloe said smiling as they disengaged from the hug. ‘Tasha why the hell did you dye your hair’ ivy asked in horror as she stared at Tasha’s pink hair ‘you do know it’s actually against the rules’. ‘I know besides the teachers can’t say anything since it’s just the first week of resumption’ Natasha replied flipping her hair stylishly ‘besides my new look resembles my favorite anime character’. ‘Uhmm can you b***hes keep shut, you don’t own this place ya know’ a girl says angrily, suddenly the whole place was quiet.

Finally, I pulled my over-ear Bluetooth headphones out of my pocket and slipped them on, completely shutting out the quiet hum of the mansion. I opened my phone, swiped past the blocked notifications from Dylan without a single ounce of regret, and pulled up my absolute mess of a playlist. I needed something that matched the strange, electric energy buzzing under my skin. I pressed shuffle, and the loud, heavy beat of a Korean rap track immediately exploded in my ears, the rhythm commanding, aggressive, and fast. Perfect. I squeezed a massive dollop of deep, velvety crimson onto the palette, followed by stark ivory, midnight black, and a rich, shimmering gold. My taste in aesthetics had alwa

I nodded even though I felt like there was no need to really think about anything, something which I would only realize much later was a mistake. I woke up around noon and then started getting ready because I knew it would take me a while to color correct the bruising that was now a deep shade of purple. Once I was done with my makeup I put on an off-shoulder black halter top and paired it with a blue denim mini skirt and white Air Jordans. Grayson told me that he had a surprise for me.

Mariano placed his hand on the left side of his chest and exhaled with a smile. "This is the last warning! Don't make me angry any further! You two will regret it!" I shouted at them. Nicolas came back from the garage with the black-blue KTM bike that made my mouth hang open. He was looking breathtakingly hot and sexy. His leather jacket perfectly hugged his muscular giant body and his leather gloves were perfectly wrapped up in his long fingers. Black sunglasses, a black shirt beneath the leather jacket, the small cut above his left jawline, and the perfectly combed hair made him look more breathtakingly handsome. For some reason, I felt my core clenched and ignited for the forbidden desire

“Incoming,” Before Colton could finish his sentence, Levi pulled his attention to the entrance of the museum. Standing at the doorway was a beautiful girl in a long black dress. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her body and her slender legs were highlighted through the slit of her dress. Colton found her eyes and she was looking right at him. Her bright green eyes locked onto his deep blue eyes and the world seemed to have stopped for a moment. X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X