Purple Orcas Novels & Stories

The room stills. Not just in silence but in energy. The kind that makes the hairs on your arms lift before a storm hits. I turn to Thalia. Her body hasn't moved, but her eyes. They're glowing. Not yellow, not orange, or blue. Definitely not red but purple. Purple. A deep, luminescent violet that pulses like it has its own heartbeat. Shaun takes a step back toward the door. “Yeah. That’s not normal.” “No shit,” I breathe.

At that moment, from afar, a blue whale that sensed the presence of four people immediately realized it and, without thinking, dived towards the four aura emissions. "Crazy kid! Bringing three people with vastly different existences into this place will only add to the enemies here. Did he do it on purpose?" thought the blue whale as it swam towards Long Chen. At the same time, at the bottom of the ocean, eyes of various colors suddenly appeared. All of those eyes were fixed on the lotus with the illusion queen on top of it, looking as if they were truly starving. And one of them quickly swam up to capture the illusion queen.

Someone important then, and well-respected within the merfolk kingdom. Her scales were a deep, rich purple that looked near black at times, depending on the light. Even her fins were different than the other merfolk. They seemed to glow somewhat, as bright and mysterious as the float orbs at times, much dimmer at others. I could tell just from looking at her that this was a matron of significant power. Magical, most likely, though I knew so little of magic, I had no idea if merfolk were more or less prevalent than werewolves.

The first girl added and Tide wondered how much more of his life history these merchildren knew. Purple Roses were rare in Aquarial, and can only be found in Scytis. The merfairies grew them with special magic and only made them bloom on the day of the purple Rose festival; its heavenly scent would linger in Aquarial for another ten years until the next festival. "Were you born like all merfolks or were you born like fairies in little glowing flower buds or like a merdragon in a crystal egg?" "Are you a merdragon?" "Do you have pointy horns?"

I was already shaking. And then I realized I was crying. I heard screams, loud screeches like as if, everything was happening again before my eyes. Oh my God... If.... Oh my The pain they must have all went through... My tears were still flowing uncontrollably, and I was shaking with the sorrow I felt at the moment. "And....?" "And nothing Azura.. at that moment you were gone and I went into sleep. That's what happens when we loose the one we are guarding, or they loose their magic. We die temporarily, till another magic being is born for us to bond with.

Arva pointed to the girls who were chatting happily with Devin. Yes, Noura admits. Orlan was more handsome than the three of them. Orlan's very beautiful navy blue eyes, she thought. Especially when Orlan smiled more and more handsome, but that rarely happens. Noura shook her head. Why did she think about Orlan? Devin and Dafa are also blue-eyed, which is one of the werewolves of the Redwood Pack. The werewolf from the Tongass Pack their irises are gray. Meanwhile, the Chugach Pack is green.

Or rather, the auras surrounding them. A rainbow of colors flows and mingles throughout the room. Reds like Sera's, oranges, yellows, greens like Thea's, blues in varying shades, purples, browns like Marcus's, and colors I don't even have names for. Some shimmer, some pulse, some twist and curl like living things. Each unique, each telling a story I'm only beginning to understand.

She gazed down at the seat next to me. "Would you like to sit?" I asked. She smiled. "I'd love to. Would you mind?" Eve asked, holding out her hand for me to grab and guide her into the seat next to mine. "There are many different species and beings in this world. Humans and wolves arent the only ones. You have witches, vampires, faires, elves and dragons. Then you have your hybrids. Those who lives straddle between worlds. I'm sure you're empathetic to that plight. Although, you are different. Each species has a certain color that's representative to it's species. Humans have blue auras. Wolves are red. Vampires are black. Faires are a yellowish-orange. Witches are purple. Elves are a fores

She whimpered, every muscle in her body wailing in strain, the overexertion of power leaving her weak; defenceless. Turning away from their vengeful gazes, the princess glanced down at her chest, sorrowfully noticing the fresh pink scars around the fading blue light. She had heard of many powerful immortals having auras visible to all those around them; Darkous having one that resembled the darkest nights and the deep swirling black holes. But, she had never heard of one so colourful. A blue aura was something unknown to everyone present, something they had yet to learn of. Though, what did it mean? Was it a sign of goodness? Or a warning of something sinister and evil?

The melody rose through the blizzard, curling around my ribs like invisible fingers. My eyes drifted toward the edge of the iceberg, toward the base where the voice came from. “Manolya?” Pelin’s voice echoed faintly behind me. “What are you—?” I stepped forward, each step crunching on the ice. And there she was. Pisces. The great oarfish, long and slim, her silver body rippling with crimson stripes and black spots. Her head bore a red crest. She dove down again, and the enchanting melody stopped.