Purple Empress Novels & Stories

Within minutes, news alerts flooded my feed: > IMPERIAL HOLDINGS UNVEILS SINGAPORE OASIS PROJECT Emerald Hugo Dominates Southeast Asian Market with Surprise Buyout Sources confirm Imperial outbid M&M company in last-minute strategic move. There was even a photo. Emerald, poised and unbothered, standing with the Singaporean investment minister, shaking hands beneath a banner. She wore white. Sleek. Effortless. Her son was nowhere in sight, but her smile—calm, composed—told me exactly what I needed to know.

“Are you sure they’re not part of some conglomerate? Surely there has to be someone we can contact. There has to be someone who owns this thing.” I’m getting frustrated. Not because I don’t like the idea of Émeraude, but because of how elusive the owner or the person in charge is. I feel like I’m going crazy trying to find out who’s managing this whole thing. Benjamin and I are in my office, digging up all the information we can find about Émeraude. I’ve seen some of their stores, all with this signature deep green color. They have deep green boxes. Most of their jewelry are emeralds, which complements the name. They have a certain vintage aesthetic that people love. I’ve seen nothing but po

Zeke winced. “First it was the minotaurs.” Posy stated. “Then Nerius.” Hunter pointed out. “Those two mermaids.” Indrick finished. “I’m sorry Empress, but you are a damsel in distress.” “Oh no.” Oz whispered. “A damsel?” I yelled. “I...I am not a damsel in distress! I am an Empress! A powerful woman!” “You are, Empress.” Hunter agreed. “However...you do seem to be taken a lot. I mean I was knocked out and you were snatched.”

As of now though, I kept my chin high from where I stood. Emrys held his own head high, a true royal Alpha by blood but also by choice, his grey eyes half silver so I knew Emrys was letting his wolf, Atticus have half of control to watch their Prince become King; Princess Emily stood next to her mate proudly with a dazzling smile. They both matched in a sapphire blue shade with silver detailing, looking breathtaking against the colorful court goers, and I noticed that she never let herself trip up.

Irene felt a little uneasy. She thought that Dustin had gone a bit too far with his words. How could anything compare to the 30 million dollars Verdigris Emerald ring? “It’s just Verdigris Emerald. Why do you act like you’ve never seen anything like this before?” Dustin asked with a soft smile. “Coincidentally, one of my men recently unearthed a piece of these from the North Pole and sent it to me. I find the color too overwhelming, so I’ll just give it to her.”

My high heels are purple and covered in purple gems. After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

"Sitting up there like she’s a queen! She probably spent the last of her rented money to sit in that box with no jewelry on her neck. How pathetic!" The chime of a silver bell cut through the chatter. On the center stage, the master auctioneer stepped behind a marble podium. Two security guards in white gloves carried out a bulletproof glass display case lined with dark black velvet. Under the sharp spotlight, the centerpiece was revealed. A collective, breathless gasp filled the entire opera house. It was the Crown Emerald. A flawless, fifty-carat, untreated Colombian emerald cut into an imperial teardrop, surrounded by a cascade of three hundred rare pink diamonds. The stone burned with an

A dark green emerald color eyes, glowing in the dark. It’s what we’ve been seeking to chase our victory. Indeed, they are hiding in the shadow. And now, they are out to get us. The Erebus warrior pack is out to get us.

He also smirks and nods, “Yes, Eliza. I’m yours.” She nods, and takes the ring. It’s a perfect fit, and she studies it on her hand. It’s a large round cut emerald, and the band looks like vines or branches, with four smaller emeralds as leaves. It’s smooth around her finger, and it matches perfectly with everything else. It looks perfect on her finger, and he smiles at her,