Purple Haired Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

I could feel the heat pulsing through his body. "Please… let… me… go," the other man wheezed, trying to claw at my savior’s arm while weakly slapping his chest. What troubled me more than the fact that this muscular guy could easily snap the jerk’s wrist was how captivated I was by his beauty. It felt strange to call a man beautiful, but he definitely was. And unless I was mistaken, his eyes were a vibrant purple. Not a soft lavender or a blue with hints of plum—this was a passionate, intense purple. They seemed too striking to be natural, yet somehow, I knew they were.

she says, making her eyes turn yellow. I laugh. “My eyes are brown all the time, but once I get my wolf, they will turn black when I am in love,” I tell her. She giggles. “I need to find out what purple means. Tell me if they do it again.” I nod and we go back to staring into each other eyes. I can’t help but brush her cheek with my hand. As I touch her cheek, her eyes turn back purple. I bite my lip, understanding the purple.

A bright light appeared from Alex's chest and the shockwave threw erica against the wall knocking her unconscious. Alex eyes opened. Within pupils a different color could be seen. Gone was the boy with dark eyes. For his eyes was purple. Something never seen in the realm of vampires...

"You know, in the world of mages, eye color is a significant indicator of power. For regular mages, when they're tapping into their abilities, their eyes turn a vivid shade of purple. It's a well-known trait, almost a hallmark of their magic." He paused, looking intently at Astrid. "But for the royal family, it's different. They possess a unique and rare eye color. When they channel their powers, their eyes transform into a mesmerizing shade of opalescent teal, shimmering with hues of blue and green. This color is a symbol of their elevated status and the ancient magic flowing through their veins."

She glances over at me and nods before making her way to the back room. Packing up my laptop and patiently waiting for the waitress, I survey the room and stop on a little girl in the corner by her mom. Ironically, she has blood red hair the color of the soul eater's and on closer inspection I notice that she has black soulless eyes too. Are there more than one or is she merely changing form? I find myself wondering this and then the waitress strolls out of the back with a bag containing the items I asked for.

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

Black blood poured out and sizzled as it dropped on the earth. Almost instantly, the wound healed up. The three figures started chanting a strange spell and blue smoke billowed out from the crystal. The smoke swirled and images could be seen on it. There was a girl with purple hair and silver eyes, and then it changed to another scene where a massive beast prowled around aggressively. It was a lycan. The scene changed again to another where a bright beam of light emanated from the purple haired girl. Her eyes were glowing brightly, and she was staring straight at the hooded figures.

I love his spirit. I colour in his dark brown hair and his deep coffee eyes. I admire my work afterwards. It represents him so much, but something is missing. His aura. Personally I see it as a purple, blue, aqua colour, which represents his soft, caring and genuine side. I lightly colour the aura around him. It looks amazing, I am so proud of it, I need to give it to him. I collect the coloured pencils which I had used and go put them back up at the teacher's desk.