Purple Hyacinth Webtoon Novels & Stories

I asked again. "So far, he hasn't done anything suspicious." Chadwick fixed his glasses together with a sympathetic look. "You might be anxious since he's here." I chuckled nervously. My life story seemed to be common information plastered on public newspapers. Peony Crimson, a fallen Luna of the Blue Moon Peony Crimson, a woman who had long disappeared, suddenly returned and usurped a future Luna of the White Moon from the lovely Priestess of The Quarts. Peony Crimson… a woman with no shame.

My mind swam with the possibilities, but unless I was willing to sync to the public domain and use a search engine, I wasn't going to come up with any answers so long as the sun was still up. Figuring that I'd already cheated for the week, I opted to do another two lines of boost and hit the sack. The purple went down smooth and the rush was so intense that I white knuckled the blanket on my bed until the waves of electricity stopped rolling under my skin. Plugging back into my modem, I tried to leave any thoughts of the senator and his intruder behind. Paige, initiate dream sync. See you in a minute.

Zyran’s lips actually twitched, almost a smile, but he killed it instantly. “After you, princess,” Zaiden purred, gesturing to the portal. I shoved him through it and he yelped and vanished. Zyran exhaled slowly. “That was unnecessary.” “He deserved worse,” I muttered. Zyran gave the smallest, rarest half-smirk. “Agreed.” Blue chirped, waking from her nap, and tried to crawl into the portal alone. I grabbed her horn ridge before she committed suicide. Zyran leaned closer suddenly, lowering his voice, and damn him, my body reacted like he flipped a switch.

My question seemed to sadden Hydra, and I noticed a new gleam in her golden, red-hued eyes. "Alice, I tried to save our baby but couldn't. My powers weakened during the extraction process. So, in a desperate attempt to save your life, I bargained with the Dragon Goddess, offering my life in return," Hydra confessed, managing a small, sad smile. Her words tore at my heart. "So, our child is dead, and now you're leaving me too?" Tears welled up in my eyes. I approached Hydra, placing my arms around her neck, and cried bitterly.

No one knew of this except that he heals. Prince Azure nodded his head assuringly at Aiden and he grabbed the little girl’s hand. A blinding red light surrounded him as he started his healing process. No one could raise their head to look at the light. This lasted for some minutes before the light disappeared and the tip of Prince Azure’s hair turned white. “It will go back to normal soon,” he said then turned to address the girl. “Now, tell us what you saw” “I saw the Luna crying last night and I followed after her out of worry, she had her puppy with her in the woods crying so bitterly and I just wanted to condole her but then… but then the puppy wasn’t a puppy,” she said with heart heavin

my healer uttered carefully. I placed the handkerchief back in my pocket as I carefully lick my lips, not letting anything of my sweet go to waste. I made my way to him. I swear if it's any bad news, I will not hesitate to turn him to dust! "What is it?" I asked impatiently, spitting a menacing hiss. He lifted a vile that contain ancient blood. It glowed a subtle gold. Something I've never seen before, but knew exactly what it meant. He held it near my treasure, a gold essence manifested from my honeycomb's body, and was being absorbed by the blood.

I wonder what kind of torture I can perform on this guy? "Rise! And hear my call, my dear darling... Hydriam Herba!" a dark green magic circle appeared under my feet. As a five feet tall pitcher-like plant appeared before me. Hydriam is the name I've given to this plant. The plant is hovering above the ground with its tentacle-like vines moving back and forth. "What kind of creature is that?" I can hear the nervousness in his tone, as his eyes shine in fear. I only summoned my beloved pet and you are already shaking in fear? Man... what more if I start doing experiments on you?

I stood up and faced the man when he clapped his hands, sarcastically. “What a good performance from someone who isn’t trained since a kid. I’m impressed.” He said and slowly moved towards me while I started to moved backwards.”No wonder that you are the only hybrid that is willing to be accepted by the other empires.” Hybrid? Empires? What is he talking about? He’s been talking to me like we are in a fantasy world full of fantasized characters. In a blonk of an eye, he suddenly attacked me but I fortunately was able to dodge and got away from him in time.

As soon as she saw me, she gave me her characteristic smile. "Hydra, by Deüs Krönor, is the story of a crew of sailors who face a monster with several heads, each with a different power and capable of replacing itself. Thus, it can survive by sacrificing one of its heads, usually the most useless, and as long as one head remains, it won't die. Isn't that interesting?" Suddenly, a gigantic shadow formed under my body, and several arrows emerged from it and surrounded Midgard, three of them directly under her throat.

***Raven*** Hyacinth was the flower of the night—the only bloom that thrived in the moonlight. She was radiant, captivating, and effortlessly enchanting, much like the woman who had raised her, Margarette Sinclair. Though I hadn’t yet formally met the Sinclairs, it was clear that Hyacinth had brought a sense of joy and peace to Margarette’s family. Watching her interact with Margarette’s eldest son, I could see how her honesty and authenticity had won them over. It was impossible not to fall under her spell. She was introverted, yet she had a way of connecting with people, especially those with old souls. She was extraordinary, and I was endlessly proud to call her mine.