Purple Mood Board Novels & Stories

And no Damon Stone in control, behind the curtain. At least, that's what I'd hoped. I’m doing well. Technically. My grades are strong. My professors like me, and I’ve completed five major projects this semester—web campaigns, packaging concepts, branding redesigns. I would even dare say, I'm Industry-ready. But none of my submissions feel like mine. I haven’t submitted a single personal piece. Not one. Every time I try, my cursor just hovers uselessly, because my moodboard is filled with colours I associate with him. Deep greys, muted golds, wine reds.

Although her mind was undeveloped, she remembered the first time she saw her parents’ faces. They both held her in their arms and stared at the beautiful baby nonstop. It was a Jade Green that Adeline first saw, which has become her favorite color ever since. It was also the color of her mother’s eyes, while her father’s eyes were Crystal Blue, and known as a rare one.

“I love you. Always.” Maya’s arms moved around his back as she finally hugged him back and buried her face in his chest. She felt tears welling up her eyes as she tightened her hug, closing her eyes and take in his familiar scent. She felt his heart beating gently and she felt her own beating with it. Suddenly, her thoughts were flooded of images. “Jordan, look at this,” Rachel called out with a smile as she turned the tablet screen towards him, showing an interior mood board for a baby’s room. “What do you think of this one? Aren’t the blue hues perfect?”

I tell her my requiremnts for the dress and I wait for her to return. She returns with a handful of options for the dresses, different colours and patterns. I step into the first one, peach colour and I don't like it one bit . I immediately change into another one , this time a light grey and pink patterned A-line dress. I like this but I don't think it's the one. I step out and show it to the rest of the party. It gets 1 vote from Aunt Sara. "What do you think?" Aurora asks me. "I don't know."

"A maroon, a navy blue-" "Let me see." I didn't mean to be rude by cutting her off, I just felt like flipping through the pages myself. She slid it over the table. I began to flip through each page to see all of the color schemes. I was determined to have one picked out before this meeting was over, I've already spent too much time on preparations. "Let's go with the dark purple here." I pointed out exactly the one I wanted. "And we'll also go with this silver, I think it'll look nice."

He stands and passes it to her; she holds it up in the light, it’s almost iridescent with thin veins of black running through it. “Labradorite. That particular shade is a little rarer than some, but it does go rather well with the blue Damascus, I thought.” She nods, “I have an idea for the board, inspired by your design of the pieces.” She inclines her head and moves the pieces aside so he has room. He smirks and waves his staff around a bit, and a simple, but very elegant board appears.

Surprisingly, Harry's words proved to be correct, and Kath finally realized that she could show all her colors and tones without losing authority. After nearly a week of hesitating, she seized the opportunity on a Friday, a day when people dressed more casually at the company, and she didn't typically have any important meetings, to wear the shirt that Harry had given her, just so he could see that she had been experimenting. However, she ended up having to attend a highly important meeting with the company's shareholders and two more with distributors. She mentally cursed her desire to please Harry as she headed to the first one dressed in shocking pink and gray.

“Please… go on.” I shifted to the next slide. The screen lit up with a mood board, a tapestry of imagery: a sun-drenched courtyard in Marrakesh, a private dining setup on a glass-walled terrace in Lake Como, a candlelit rooftop in Kyoto with the city lights spread like stars below.

“I’ve already started brainstorming some concepts.” His brows lifted slightly, like he hadn’t expected that answer. “Good. Walk me through them.” Her heart gave a sharp jolt, but she masked it with a calm smile. “Of course.” Elena stepped to the large interactive display on the wall, tapping the screen to pull up the digital mood board she had quickly pieced together the night before. Warm, modern textures filled the screen — muted earth tones, sharp contrasts of black and white, and elegant metallic finishes.

" By mid-afternoon, they were in the paint section of a local home improvement store, encircled by sample cards of purples, pinks, and neutrals. "I like that lavender," Lily said, indicating a pale, dreamy color. "It's calming," Vandaulf nodded. "Like something a tranquil princess would sleep under." "Exactly. "Or," he said, drawing out another swatch, "we could do this plusher purple—more like warrior princess empowered." She arched an eyebrow. "You're making our baby Xena, aren't you?" "Don't try to tempt me. Baby war whoops are highly on-brand."