Royal Blue Violet Chinchilla Novels & Stories

" 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."

Bellinor asked, confused. "No, there's a big difference; our princess has red and fine gold lines in her irises, giving the illusion of gold orange. The four remaining bloodlines are Orange, the Guild of Valencia; Yellow, the Guild of Blane; Green, the Guild of Bercilak; and Blue, the Guild of Cobalt.” “I see,” Bellinor answered unconfidently, still trying to absorb all the information Draven had just shared with him. He was surprised to have learned this news about his lineage.

“We can’t leave you like this, Violet. Cecil, get the royal vial.” My eyes widened at the mention of the medicine they wanted to use on me. I shook my head in disagreement, but it wasn’t like it was heard. The royal vial was a rare medicine that was created for the royal families centuries ago. It was a special medicine that healed a wound faster than our wolves could, and even if found, it cost a fortune. Why did they want to use it on me when it could be kept away for actual emergencies? “The wound will heal on its own, seriously…”

Your ears picked up on my words right away and reacted. In response to the elderly woman's comments, Esme let out a giddy laugh, but she did not break her expectant gaze. _My youngest son looks just like you. Your hair and eyes are the only things that set you apart. He has eyes fit for a king. "He looks just like me? What exactly is an eye of royalty? Is it because of the colour that it was called that?" _Purple is the colour of royalty. And yes, the two of you are a mirror image of each other. It would be extremely difficult to differentiate the two of you if you stood next to each other and covered your eyes.

She walked with Mira to the section that had velvet silk and asked the lady at the counter to show them the finest velvet silk. “Which color?” “Royal Purple.” Mira had a picture in her head of what she wanted to do. “You heard the lady.” Almera sat back in one of the chairs while the lady showed Mira the various colors; Mira spotted the color she wanted and pointed towards it “That one… I want that…” “Madam, that is slightly expensive.” The lady hesitated as she spoke in a muffled voice. Her intention was not to insult but she didn’t think Mira could afford that.

Lillah turned, looking up at his magnificence. “Wow.” The tiny Omega, gaped. The Beta was big but the Vermale was bigger. Sarmin preened, enjoying her reaction. She took in the gleaming scales that covered his body. They were every shade of blue in existence. Starting lightest on his chest they fanned out becoming darker and darker until they were such a deep blue, they were almost black. “You’re beautiful.” She breathed.

Since Sir Payne was out of the cave, he automatically joined the link. Then Dame Xianth went out. And I was shocked by her fur. It was.. tri-colored!! Black, white, and a subtle touch of gray. One wouldn’t notice if they didn't thoroughly look at her. Now I know why Redburg was interested in her. Because of her unusual and unique colors.

I'll add Cerulean for her blush. A combination of Burnt Sienna, Terra Rosa, Viridian and White would be perfect for her contours, this would give justice to the height of her cheek bones, emphasizing every edge, each soft curve. For her beautiful wavy hair, Transparent Oxide Red, Viridian, White and Tera Rosa, which will present the waves and the silk elegantly. I inhaled the scent of paint and the wet canvas, and I imagined Candice to be a girl who loves lavender and so I mixed the pigments Rose and Ultramarine Blue for the background which created a perfect soft purple, like lavender.

I scream as my body bends and breaks! Valsurus takes off into the forest, running at full speed. He runs for miles until he finally stops at the edge of the lake. He allows me to look upon him through the reflection of the water. Valsurus is massive, as big as every Royal wolf, eight-foot at least. Valsurus is also a charcoal colour, putting him in line with the rest of our siblings. Valerian is black, Valsurs, charcoal, Valerius, grey, and Vasara snow white.

They were the canvas for my next masterpiece. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small vial of concentrated methylene blue, a medical grade dye. In small doses, it’s harmless. In "Jean-Pierre" doses, it has a very specific side effect: it turns the consumer’s skin a delicate, sickly shade of Smurf, the blue ones. "One drop for the Prince," I whispered, my accent slipping into something vaguely resembling a Bond villain. "Two drops for the Marriage Merger. And three drops because he tried to play father to my children.”