Purple Power Ranger Novels & Stories

Peter shouted without looking at them since he's still trying to make the purple spirit energy disappear. The leader and his allies were shocked to see someone was able to stop purple spirit energy The leader looked at Peter and he thinks he is a purple cultivator since he can stop his spirit energy. "Are you stupid?! You can't defeat them all!” Soheila yelled from behind. “Even if you're a Purple Cultivator, you can't defeat 3 Indigo and Cyan cultivators with an additional of the leader.” She continued, only them could hear.

“Paxton is a fairy, and his power color is purple. That's why his hair and eyes are usually purple. All of his magic is purple, like his portal. Pax has this thing where when he gets too excited, his powers kinda explode out of him in this quick burst of purple sparkles, and it covers everything in its vicinity. Your room would be covered from top to bottom in purple sparkles, and it would be a pain to clean up. It sticks to everything!” Art said, and the Omega's blush deepened. He made an adorable noise that sounded similar to a puppy whining as he covered his face. “Oh, I'm sorry! I love your sudden sparkle bursts?” Art said, scooping the Omega off the ground and into his arms.

There were many different types of spiritual power, with every color representing a different element. Green, for instance, was the most common color in spiritual power. It had the element of wood and was mainly found in mountains and rivers. Red represented fire. It could be found in underground lava. Blue represented water, whereas yellow represented gold. Purple, on the other hand, represented electric, which complemented the Force well. As he continued to activate the Force, the marrow started shrinking, whereas Alex was closer and closer to achieving Divine Transcendence. At the same time, Ronald and the others had come back to their home in California.

"Not really spying." "So, you're peeking at me?" "No. Not that either. I was just watching you." "Watching me without me knowing?" "Yeah. Something like that," said Eric, scratching his head. Ruby frowned at him and said, "Go on.” “I was also born with five spiritual powers. One is the original blue dragon, for water. Green dragon for earth. Red Dragon for fire. Purple dragon for mystical powers, which is also my Dark Crystal Dragon. It’s more of a darker power, but I only used it for good, I promise.”

Strong jawline, cheekbones that could slice glass, and lips that held no warmth. But it was his eyes that stole my breath. Those unnerving pale irises, not quite grey or blue, but something in between. Almost silver. Almost white. Like frost on glass. Eyes that saw everything. Eyes that burned through you. His thick dark hair was styled neatly, swept away from his face. Everything about him screamed dominance, cold beauty, and unshakable power. “You’re late,” he said coolly, his gaze skimming over my dress lingering for a second too long.

Talon says with a knowing smirk. He’s right. One of them will attack Seb. No matter how much training he has, he’s still human. Damn it! Think Ana! Think! Suddenly I can feel it. The electricity in my body. I focus on it. Tiny pops can be heard as it gets stronger. The blue sparks on my skin make me feel alive and powerful. The energy cocoons my body. An invisible wind whips threw the room. I open my eyes and I can feel the sparks shoot through them

Where most parents would be proud to have a healer in their family, my parents were convinced it was a curse. Hence why I had to continue the façade of being a spoiled, rich girl. I had gorgeous red hair with silver eyes. Most would expect my wolf to be red; however, it’s a white with soft red tinged tips at the end of my fur. My wolf’s name is Tina – she loves our powers, loves our wolf form and is probably the one person (yes, I think of my wolf as a person) who knows me best. We can also fight. We have been trained since a young age to be able to fight off any threats. I couldn’t fight a whole Pack of wolves, but I can certainly fight off a rogue or two until help arrives.

While Purple Smoke was busy protecting herself form the rocks, Méah fired the arrows with full strength. The shield made of black smoke was broken. There was a huge explosion on the ground when the arrows crashed against it which dragged Purple Smoke a few steps backwards. She clenched her jaw from the unexpected strike. Black chains came out on both of her palms. It was surrounded by streaks of purple lightning. She had successfully combined her power with the black crystal.

dad said, putting the open book on my lap and I saw pictures of people that looked like me. “They had all kinds of magic, from making new trees grow, to changing the direction of the wind. They made the rain fall and nurtured life” he continued as I flipped through the pages. “And their eyes would be the colour of the magic they held, the elements of nature, well, all except one” he said, making me look up at his burning stare. “Mine?” I asked and he nodded. “Only the most powerful of them all had purple eyes and even though hierarchy wasn't acknowledged, they were seen as somewhat royal” he said and I felt my heart skip a few beats.

"This is our pack's own traitor, so let me handle it." With that said, I slowly lowered myself to the ground and observed as Kyan grew larger in my eyes. My eyes erupted with a vigorous battle spirit. My entire body was enveloped in a purple glow, and it felt as if my limbs were gradually expanding, filling up with power almost bursting through my flesh. I desperately needed an outlet to vent this power, and Kyan, attacking towards me, was clearly the best opponent. "Go to hell!"