Royal Blue Violet Chinchilla Novels & Stories

Puffs of steam from our breath dissipated into the icy air. The big black wolf came to a slow stop with the white wolf and was shortly greeted by The most unique, and dare I say handsome colored wolf I had seen. A rare mutation of chimera coloring. One half of the wolf was a dark brown, almost black. The other half is not quite silver like King Kellen’s but more blue but also just as big as the Kings. Like two sides of a coin. The same but not. The wolf's eyes shone a golden color, piercing and dangerous.

There seemed to be some pride in Jia's voice. "Vashi arched her brows…" Hamstung, the second largest kingdom continentally? Vashi was mesmerized. Jia simply nodded courteously to affirm her words. "You came from wealth, then; it's no surprise your high taste says it all." Vashi peered at Jia's gown. It was lilac in color, having a silver embroidery on the waist, a very short sleeve, and a collar neck. "Wealth, it clouds judgment, don't you think? Jia crossed her legs.

XIX – After the Rain Jin Sanscroft’s fingers ghosted through the fine velvet that the ribbon was made of as he admired it in the dim glow of the candlelight. It was the shade of a rich, dark purple, glimmering so prettily as he turned it amongst his fingers this way and that–the color of royalty as one of his old tutors from the North had told him–soft and silky to the touch, rippling like molten lilac in his hand. He would have been so pleased at how well it turned out but…

It kept generating error codes, refusing to classify what it was seeing. I looked at Aria. White fur had appeared along her forearms. But it wasn’t the pure white of her Royal power. Threaded through it, unmistakable, were streaks of silver. My coloring. Even as I watched, her eyes opened. The glow that spilled from them into the dim room was gold and silver, intertwined, neither color dominant. Neither bloodline winning. Both of them becoming something else entirely. Dr. Chen’s voice came out barely above a whisper.

The forest around me exploded into vivid detail—every rustling leaf, every subtle scent, every whisper of breeze against fur. I emerged from behind the pine in my Lycan form, standing nearly eight feet tall on powerful hind legs. My fur, dark as midnight with subtle blue undertones that marked the royal bloodline, caught the moonlight with each breath. I knew my eyes now glowed their true purple-blue, a beacon in the forest shadows.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

"You're safe with me." "I think this dream has gone on long enough, Everything looks so vivid."She said. "I can assure you that this is not a dream; it is very much real." I watched as Alex tried to coax Kiara slowly, and she was progressing. Her fur was starting to sprout, but her color was strange. I have never seen such a color on a wolf, it was tuffs of gray that had some blue. Blue wolves were considered extinct and royal. But if she was royal, how was she living in the human world? Marking a royal without permission is a death sentence.I guess the court and council quickly got rid of me since they both hate me.

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty

I smirk, this should be interesting. I watch the white catlike creature stare at the bear, trembling with fear. It tries to snarl and hiss in a silly attempt at scaring the beast off, only to anger it further. I take a long look at the pale animal, it's ears are long and pointed, it's eyes a shocking azure blue. It's tail is long and fluffy. It's body resembles that of a Cheetah. It's face has angular features. It's not very large especially in comparison to the giant it is facing but without a doubt it is of royal descent.