Little Purple Novels & Stories

Like a snake, my beauty distracted him from how deadly I truly was. Shaking my head, I whispered. “Silly, Alpha Nox. It’s not purple.” “It’s not? Then what is it?” He tilted his head curiously. A savage grin slashed its way across my face. “It’s lilac.”

Teleporting, I stepped into the garden, the only place I could find peace, it was my escape, I needed to be away from them, I needed to clear head, closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, inhaling the aroma in my surroundings, “Mm... who doesn't love the smell of fresh souls being tortured,” I chuckled. Gawking ahead, I watched Hell's flames danced at the main gate, the other day it was so steady and calm, but today it was blazing wildly as if it was angry. Strolling around, I touched each plant, fondling their blossoms, but a particular one caught my attention. It was the smallest of the thousands of species here, I have never seen it before maybe one of the gardeners planted it, it had dark

I must have fallen asleep, into a real deep sleep, the thing I woke up to was someone shaking me awake, it's probably one of the doctors wanting to check on Violet while I'm being in the way. "Mister, mister, let me go," a small voice says, it's not one of my doctors, I opened my eyes and was met with eyes that are a mix of blue and purple. "Violet" I whisper, her eyes are different, the treatment is working, it's changing her, and making them look more purple. "Mister, let me go," she says again, couldn't she remember me from earth. "Had nice sleep, Violet?" I ask her.

I grab my pillow and sob quietly into it, pretending it was my brother. A knock makes me gasp for air but I don't move from my spot, hugging the pillow tighter as my tears refuse to stop. If Hestia was back with the cookies, I'd gladly take some. Another knock on the door makes me look up at it at the same time it opens, Anthony's face peeking around it. His expression turns alarmed as he processes my fetal position and tear soaked pillow. "Violet," He says, a sense of urgency in his voice as he closes the door behind him, "What's going on? Why are you crying?"

He also took this time to properly focus on the peculiarities that bombed Little Purple in a trail of mist and flame. This was a snake for all intents and purposes, aside only for the two sharp horns that curled delicately over its small head. Its color was surprisingly in the hues of vivid purple but the length of the serpent was perhaps only 3 inches and not a portion more. To call himself Little Worm was certainly not wrong at all. And what was more strange was the ever spreading patches of wounds that would heal and open once more in a never ending smoldering cycle. The air even smelled of charred flesh as the little serpent on the ground was slowly being

Vance said in a not-so-caring voice. " I think it doesn't matter," Purple said, her voice cracking as she tried to keep her tears in her. " Yeah, you are right, do whatever you want and listen, whatever your name is...." Purple cut him off as her ego or pride was hurt. " Purple, it's Purple Miller." " yeah, Purple. I am here for only 24 hours, and after that, don't you ever try to link or contact me? Got it." Vance said, but Purple didn't respond as she looked out of the window.

The day is finally here and our little baby with great and special powers will be named today. I dressed him so well and I was loving what I was seeing. The royalty in him must be seen so I dressed him in all white and a touch of purple. Naturally, he was expected to be dressed in all white but since it’s a baby with difference, I had to spot out the difference with the purple. I was dressed in all purple as the Lunas have picked and the men are to dress in purple suit that looks just like the purple their Luna is wearing.

It was a sight so funny that Lindsey forgot her sadness and found adoration at the little fella with a small voice. When the hatchway slid close, leaving the little man muttering still, she called out a greeting to him. With a startled expression, he looked around and saw her. And Lindsey saw that he had a demure, little face. He was human-like in many ways except that he is small in height, his skin is purple and looked hardened, and now that she had a good look at him, she could see a pair of stick-like protrusions on top of his brown-haired head - much like the antennas of bees. Then he said something she couldn't understand.

⊰᯽⊱┈A U D R A┈⊰᯽⊱ · · • • • two years later • • • · · The celebration of the seventh birthday of the ducal princess. There was so much pink and so many frilly things around the place, that the little dragon swore that when he left there, he wouldn't be able to see another color in his eyes for quite a while. "You came! I was beginning to think I'd be alone..." the purple-eyed one whimpered as she clung to his arm.

'Even if I can't buy one, I'll ask Daddy to find someone to make one that’s the same. "It's all right. Didn't you say you were going to get me a purple dress? I'll just wait for your purple dress!" Then, she mumbled, "However, I won't take it if it's too ugly!" 'The purple dress…' Gu Lichen was now standing in front of a wardrobe, looking at the purple dress with the same tiny flowers on the hem as that dress. However, this dress was naturally much more delicate than the dress the little girl wore.