Tokyo Ghoul Purple Hair Guy Novels & Stories

The long hair was even more beautiful than mine, moreover it had a mixed color of sky blue, copper and silver. The hair was so beautiful... I was still holding my wound, then I got up and stood up. Without realizing it, my hand touched the hair from behind. While the owner of the hair turned to me, so that made me so surprised. Right now, I know the face of the man with the hair that I admire so much. "You, Hyun Ki?!" My eyes opened wide, I recognized that it was Xiao Hyun Ki, the Prince of Hell.

Why was he seeing two extra? The said extra, were standing there with their heads bowed. One was quite tall and lean with dark brown hair neatly packed into a high ponytail. He was dressed in simple clothing, giving him a sunny aura. There was a face mask on his face so Ryu couldn't recognise him. The other was sitting on a wheel chair. He had ash blonde hair and cute features. Ryu recognised him as the oldest son of the Yamaguchi family. Yamaguchi Kento.

The moon suddenly turned purple, Sharmaine called for the purple-haired girl to appear, a power that Sharmaine had hidden and didn't want to use. Nanami Vincent surprise. Sharmaine flew high, purple moonlight covered Sharmaine like that time. Her whole body became a purple light. Sharmaine's hair turned purple, and her eyes also turned purple. This is what Neva looks like. "Neva?" The purple haired girl walked over to Sharmaine, she smiled, and extended her finger, Sharmaine also extended her hand. Two fingers touched, Sharmaine appeared, Neva appeared. "What? You want to fight Neva right?" Sharmaine wiped the blood from her lips, her eyes purple like gems.

I’m the last to shake his hand and introduce myself. “Jareth” he nods, his voice much smoother than the giant mans. “Hi I’m Iris” I take his hand that he offers me to shake, our eyes connect and its then I notice the slight purple tint. Not as purple as my own more blue if that’s possible but never the less a purple tint. He seems to be looking at mine with just as much interest. I almost forget that there are other people with us when Johnny clears his throat just as the man did to us before and I chuckle \forgetting how possessive wolves are.

Crazy obsessive tattoo freak. "Who are you? And what do you want?" I wasn't done with his look but another voice rang from the driver seat. "Sei nei guai Patatina (You are in trouble, little potato)" I instantly turned my head to see the other one. He was another handsome man with pure white hair and dangerous captivating blue eyes. Hell !! his hair was the highest white tone I have ever seen. I wanted to ask more but a sharp chop hit my neck and everything went black. What is going to happen to me?!

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

The one with glasses said, his hair dyed in purple and a ring embedded in the piercing of his nose. “Hey, that wasn't funny.” She scoffed and crossed her arms above her chest. “But one thing for sure, you’re quite the beauty.” The other one smirked, his dark golden locks styled perfectly on his crown with a lip ring around his bottom lip. “Why thankyou, mi'lord. Unlike your other piece, you’re very co-operative.” She threw the same sentence on their faces, making them smirk in amusement. “Quiet feisty.” The purple colored boy replied.

“Carol?” They both turned. An older man stood there, regal in a black tailored suit. His presence hit like a wave—powerful, composed, electric. He was tall. Solid. Age hadn’t dimmed him—it had refined him. Salt-and-pepper hair slicked back. Sharp jaw. Eyes— Purple. The same impossible violet as Ellaya’s. He stepped forward without hesitation. Gravity seemed to follow him. At her bedside, he reached for her hand. Ellaya froze.

Obviously, any more pathetic struggle would have gained him more strings— a bundle of threads swirls and seals his mouth. “…I thought I told you not to do that.” Another guy mumbled. His voice seems cool and refreshing. “He’s too loud and annoying.” The girl replied in a monotone voice. It’s the same girl responding. Judging from it, I’m sure they sure had a close relationship. I looked towards their direction. I wonder who they are…? …Ah. It’s too obvious. Among the large group, there’s a girl who had a look free from any emotions— she was expressionless. She had a doll-like face, purple-coloured hair, purple eyes— and also quite the rack on her chest. I believe she’s the one who tied the g

"To deceive Balaro, I cooperated with you in that play. I was waiting for you to injure him so that I could become the leader of the Neuf Chrys Club! Let me reintroduce myself—I'm the Corpse Tailor, Koi Hadachi!" As Koi finished speaking, his whole body was enveloped in a purple light, and two crowns appeared behind his head. The wriggling corpses began to tangle together, forming the shape of a wolf! Its mouth was lined with densely packed sharp teeth made of human ribs, and its tail comprised intertwined arms. Riker did not hesitate. He aimed his gun at the monster and fired several shots. However, it only drew ridicule from Koi. "Dead things can't die again!