Purple Princess Novels & Stories

The shriveled prune glared at me. “You can’t just make demands here. No matter how much money you offer, it’s still up to me to sell her. I have the key and the contract and I’m keeping her. She’s too valuable to let go.” I now knew why she was valuable. She was the Princess of the magical world.

My princess went all out. “Good morning, Princess.” I call out, my voice huskier than usual and catching Jessica jumping in surprise at the sound of my voice. She whirls around, a blush creeping along her fair skin and her blue eyes wide. “M-morning.” She stutters back, quickly looking away. Suppressing a chuckle. I move closer to Jessica, pulling her in for a hug. She stiffens against me and, after peering down, I notice her blushing cheeks have turned a beet-red. Oh, she is definitely embarrassed about last night.

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

I paused the music and stood up, facing her. My eyes glinted with admiration for the young lady. I smiled as I took a mental note of her outfit. As usual, she was dressed in purple. Her love for purple right from her childhood days was so obvious. She had her closet filled with purple items ranging from wigs to shoes, to clothes, to jewelry and other fashion accessories. Her room was aesthetically painted in purple. Her room was decorated with different shades of purple and lilac. I have never seen anyone so obsessed with the colour purple like Kimberly White. Everyone knew her as Purple. The nickname had stuck to her since her childhood days.

_FLASHBACK_ I was able to catch a glimpse of the new princess. She was a beautiful baby. Her light mocha complexion and black wavy hair with purple strands within it made her eyes, which were a deep purple with flecks of lavender in them pop. She was going to be stunning when she was grown, and she was going to be mine. “What a beautiful baby girl you have there.” I drawled. “What the fuck are you doing here Ulrich? I have no idea how you were able to sneak through security, but you need to leave now before I call the guards.” Prince Harhream growled.

Just as I made it to the other side of the street, the rain stopped, and Monique headed into a dive called The Purple Diamond. She could have picked any one of the thirty or forty bars that lined this particular strip, but she picked the one with the loudest music and the rowdiest crowd. I knew right away that I wouldn't be able to get any audio, but I could at least get some video and some quality images.

Prince Valor was now King Valor. Aynyra attended his coronation, standing beside him as he received his crown and sceptre. He had no Queen, but he had Aynyra. Aynyra stepped forwards and was blessed, receiving the band of the spiritual leader. A ceremonial sash was tied around her wrists, binding her forever to her spiritual responsibilities to the Kingdom. The sash was cut in the middle, leaving a strand hanging from each wrist. She sat on her throne beside her brother as the Priest chanted in Lystaria, followed by the court standing and applauding.

There were gorgeous exotic plants everywhere & the air was lighter here. The sun was bright & shiny through the glass ceiling, allowing me to finally get a good look at Princess Crysanthi. She had long pointed ears, and the very tips of them had sparkling pink & blue designs on them. She was quite beautiful, with long black hair that shimmered dark blue under the sun, high prominent cheek bones & a small but pointed nose, with full pink lips. Her cheek bones shimmered as if she wore a shimmer bronzer, but I knew it was just her skin tone. Ofcourse the fae Timekeepers could portal, being here in her presence, I knew she was pure magic.

The fabric made a shushing, crackling sound as it moved, almost as pretty as the color itself. “Don’t lift your dress,” her momma said, and put a hand on her daughter’s arm to stop her. Purple Princess looked up at her mother, the edge of her skirt still halfway above her knees. And she smiled. She was wearing lipstick too—a cranberry stain mostly faded, smeared around the edges of her mouth. She was wearing her mother’s lipstick, just like me.

And right now i was outside her house 4:55pm patiently waiting for her to come out As soon as it hit 5pm the front door opened and the most amazing girl, Princess and future queen of black phantom royal pack I got out of the car so i can view her clearly She was wearing simple purple high waist shorts with a pink crop top that had the word prettiest princess on it her blonde hair was on a perfect pony tail she wasn't wearing any make up like the other girls do which made her even more attractive i liked seen her natural beauty " That's my girl.." i said and she blushed " You look amazing.." i complimented and she blushed again "Thank you you too.." she said and i smiled "So shall we.." i sa