Purple Empress Novels & Stories

“Mr. Brown, I am saying this as the new CEO and the heiress of Giovanni Kingston,” Emerald said coldly, she gave him a wintry gaze. Mr. Brown felt shivers run down his spine. He hadn’t seen this girl look like that. She always wore an innocent and sweet smile but now she looks terrifying. But Mr. Brown pushed aside his fear and said, “Kingston Ltd have not attained this heights without us.”

I need to make a plan. What do I do now Emerald? I reach out to her. She whimpers. She’s been pretty sulky ever since I rejected Wesley. She replies by flashing me the image of those kind brown eyes again. Those aren’t Wesley’s eyes? I guess I’ll find out in about a week when Emerald can help me see. Ash’s POV

They weren't breathtaking beauty, and if I were to be honest, they're rather plain looking compared to Bella and Alistair. The princess didn't even inherit the purple eyes, the symbol of the royal family. "I greet the empress and the second princess of the Helios Empire. May the sun guide your path," I greeted the empress and the 0rincess politely, followed by Osiris. "Please rise, princess. You don't need to be so polite with me," the empress said. I raised my head and was now faced to face with the empress's hazel orbs. I thought she'd look at me with disdain, but she looked at me with a warm gaze instead.

the reporter continued, her smile unwavering, even as she scanned my outfit – a custom-made emerald gown that shimmered under the spotlights. The dress, a creation of famed designer Alessandro Bianchi, clung to my curves in a way that was both elegant and alluring. The emerald hue wasn't a flat, uniform color, but rather a cascade of shimmering greens that seemed to shift and change with every movement. It started with a deep, almost jade green at the bodice, which hugged my figure with a delicate sweetheart neckline that dipped just low enough to be tasteful. Delicate straps, adorned with tiny emerald crystals that twinkled like morning dew, cascaded down my shoulders, disappearing into the

"Also, prepare a ruby emerald stone for the princess' tiara." Everyone, even Alesteria who knew what the ruby emerald stone is, stared at the emperor with wide eyes. 'Are you kidding me?!'

Emily’s breath caught. He opened it. Two rings nestled inside—simple platinum bands. One plain. The other set with a single emerald, deep green, almost black in the low light. “No diamond,” he said. “Diamonds are expected. Predictable. This is… different.” Emily stared at the emerald. It reminded her of storm-tossed seas—beautiful, dangerous, untamed. She held out her hand.

However, it is intriguing that a woman has accomplished this. We'd like to invite Mrs. Prof. Natasha McLean, the previous empress of the Green Eyes continent before we give the honor. Thank you so much, Prof. Haice Luve at the Cross City University of Science and Technology. Before I continue, I'd like to meet my husband, Professor Prince Peter Justice Maclean, Emperor of the Indo continent, and his twin sister, Dr. Princess Justice Maclean, my sister-in-law.

POV EMMA BELLE The prismatic sky of Aurum flickered, the colors bleeding into a bruised, terrifying violet. It began with a "Deep-Resonance"—a vibration so low that it didn't rattle the windows, but made the marrow in our bones vibrate. The sapphire waters of the Emerald Sea didn't wave; they stood still, pulled toward the center of the continent by a massive, underwater gravity.

"The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood." Upon hearing the information about the Emperor, Finesia wasn't able to think straight. There's no way that the Leonardo she met is the Emperor himself, it's impossible. "Is there any other information about him? Like his eyes... yes, his eyes! What's the color of it?" Finesia asked remembering the sparkling color of azure eyes of the man she met. "It's like a color of an ocean-" Jeneva wasn't able to finished her words when Finesia slammed the table, she looks exhilarated as she grabbed Jeneva's hands while her eyes were sparkling.

Emily grabbed her by the shoulder and shook her. Emerald’s eyes widened, “Matthew Reeves? IM Group, the IM Group I know?” she stared at Emily with a mix of surprise and disbelief before collapsing on the carpet. “I am done. I am impersonating the wife of the chairman of IM Group,” “Wait, who said you are the one claiming to be the wife of the Chairman of IM Group? He is claiming that you are his wife,” Emily said, and Emerald paused and broke into mad laughter. “Did you drink before coming?”