Purple Empress Novels & Stories

"Shane, I need you to promise to kee my secret." "I'll take it to the grave, my lady." "Your crew?" "If they speak a word, they'll die." "Shane?" "Look, I'm sure our paths will cross agian." She went to say something else when Marvin walke throught the door. "Pardon me, captain, but it appears that The Emerald took much more significant damage than we did."

bs and my mood turns cold. I try my hardest to turn my emotions off, after all its just sex. Why should this bother me, it won’t be the first time I’ve done it without it being my choice. I open my eyes and coldly stare at Mark. I walk toward him with my face emotionally blank. I stop inches away from where he sits with his eyes glued to me. Reaching behind my back, I pulled the string that is holding my shirt up. As my blood red top falls to the floor, I kept my eyes on Mark. I watch as he stares at my bare breasts and felt a little more in control of the situation when his mouth dropped open. I move toward him and placed my legs on each side of his legs in a straddled position never takin

Quinton asks. “Yes, they did start glowing. It was weird but beautiful; they were her emerald green, but then they quickly faded to a dark purple and black. I have never seen that before with any supernatural species or hybrid.” I tell him. Quinton’s eyes widen, and I feel he knows something. I don’t want to press him, so I leave it alone. I can damn near see the wheels turning in his head. We both turn to the door when it opens. Sienna is standing there. I forgot she was coming over today after she got out of class. I see her look at Quinton and then at me.

She's my life! Sophia's face flushed red. Just then, headlights swept across the restaurant's facade, and a sleek, black Mercedes pulled to a stop. A man stepped out, leaning against the car door. It was Mateo.

“Are ya probably going across the sea, madam?” Emery nodded. “I am heading to the Varmore Empire. Is there a ship going there?” “Aye! The largest one, of course. My ship! If you want to avail the best hospitality while aboard, you will only have to pay a hundred gold coins! The cheapest among the cheapest!” Emery’s jaw almost dropped at how expensive it was and yet the man still said that it was the cheapest. But before she could make an impulsive decision, she eyed the man with her sharp glare.

Shrill cries echoed faintly in my ears, and I prayed to whoever was listening for it to not be what I thought… The closer I got to Emily, the clearer the cries became, and that's when I saw it. The pile of mermaid corpses around Emily's feet. When I got there, she had her hand around the throat of a mermaid, her knife stabbing into their chest with precision, digging out their mermaid pearl and crushing it in one fluid motion. At that moment, I felt like my heart was crushed into pieces as well. Wiping the blood on her hands, she turned to look at me. "Marina, I didn't know that you merfolk had differently-colored pearls. I just want white ones… I hear only royalty has pearls of that color,

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ "Keep the change," Emerald said to the cab driver as she zipped her purse. The middle aged man passed her a gentle smile before she opened the door and stepped out. She breathed in the clear morning air as she looked up at her building with a satisfied smile, her bright green eyes having a familiar glint. Passersby couldn't help but look at the beauty in the red dress. She wore black rimmed glasses, which sat elegantly on the bridge of her nose.

The twins were busy transforming themselves into island goddesses. "Come, Sarah! Get ready with us," Ember exclaimed, handing me a glass of champagne. Their room was a beauty station, with makeup, hair tools, and designer gowns scattered everywhere. Emerald held up a stunning emerald-green dress. "This one or the blue one?" I sipped my champagne, considering. "The blue one complements your eyes." Emberly nodded, helping Emerald into the dress. Meanwhile, I slipped into the stunning coral-pink gown Vivienne had gifted me earlier.

It was attached to the raging waterfall, but the water itself had no discernible current. Aurora was now standing erect and pulled herself from the grasp of the Fate and the man. Devrim tried to hold on, but Hannah stopped him. "She has to go on her own now." The Empress strode ankle-deep into the fountain and turned. Her eyes flicked open and the normally dark irises glowed a piercing blue. She stared straight ahead without recognition. The white robes she was wearing transformed into the regal garments of Valiant: blue and white. Her creamy skin began to resemble the strange luminescence of the Fates.

I remembered Stephens saying, “This stone, Mr. Blackwood is rare; its Padparadscha sapphire. It symbolizes eternal passion and grace. It’s one of the rarest sapphires in the world, perfect for a woman who inspires both.” He was right. It was perfect for Carrie. The second box held a bracelet, a delicate band of platinum interwoven with green Colombian emeralds and rose-cut diamonds. The pattern reminded me of leaves after rain, fresh and alive. Stephens had told me he had to source the emeralds through one of his oldest contacts in Bogotá. “They’re nearly flawless,” he’d said, “the kind collectors chase for years.”