Vocaloid Purple Novels & Stories

Xiyu searched for the energy to stop him, but Minami’s voice blocked her. Xiyu, it’s meant to be. Nothing can stand in his way. You cannot stop the incantation, no matter how hard you try. In that moment of hopelessness, she saw a dark figure with a purplish aura materialise before her. Everything around her seemed to come to a standstill when the purple lady approached and pointed to her forehead.

The two men immediately stopped from laughing hearing the voice of their acquintance. "Oh, infinite power that living with in me. I call upon you for I am your queen. I am commanding you to judge this being for his sin. Strip him off of his ability" sattierre chanted powerfully as her body glows in extreme purple lights. A sudden defeaning vibration hummed on the air as the extreme glowing purple lights consumed E.J's whole body. The purple light shifted to a shape of a humungous woman beautiful woman who's colour of a purple. It hands wrapped E.J's body who's size fifty times smaller than the purple woman.

“Purple... purple... where is the purple?” Her gaze swept right past Toby, whose face was practically bursting with arrogant anticipation. “Ah! Found him!” The witch’s eyes locked firmly onto Logan. She pointed a trembling, ecstatic finger directly at him and shouted to the room, “He carries the purple aura! He is the fated mate! The omnipotent purple!” The moment the words left her mouth, every ounce of color instantly drained from Toby’s face, leaving him deathly pale.

"Three thousand years... and the Moon Goddess decides to play a trick on me? To amplify the torment?" The beast within him took the rejection personally. Acheron went completely feral, roaring against the confines of Theron's mind, clawing viciously at his chest to get out. Theron’s control snapped. His eyes bled into a blinding violet-gold. Beneath his collar, the black serpent tattoo on his neck burned crimson, pulsing with his raging heartbeat. His lips curled back as his fangs lengthened, aching to tear into something—to claim, to mark, to destroy the distance between them.

“Do you have one?” “Of course I do.” Reaching under her cloak, Sungul tugged on the collar of her dress. As a tattoo quickly began to appear on her skin, it began to glow a muted purple. An odd color for Sungul to conjure. I’ve never seen her magical energy manifest in a purple hue. It's normally some range of light blue. Nothing remotely close to the dark purple that I was seeing.

V4 POV "..... Right. ....." I mumbled to Akari. V7's eyes turned dark red as he held his hands in prayer to his lips. He whispered something to his hand before lifting his forefingers and middle fingers to create a triangle. The triangle lit up in a purple flame and something was coming through it. Two rose petals as red as blood slowly drifts towards us, they suddenly lit up into a purple flame and flew towards me and Akari. Akari gave out a shocked sound as she moved backward in fear. The flaming petal stuck to my chest but I didn't feel its flame. At that moment, I saw V7 and Hikaru in a weird way, as if they were wearing red paint all over them, but I saw Sango as if she was wearing gree

Geh exclaimed keep swinging his baton. He launches more sound waves to make Alfi and Varz crash each other over and over hard. He keeps making them like that for 15 minutes. Then he drops them fast to end the music. Alfi and Varz are lying sluggish and panting. “Hei, are you dead already? We are just starting here.” Geh provoked them. Suddenly, Varz’s sword which is on his waist emits purple Iru. “Pathetic! Let me do it!” A voice comes from the sword.

Her voice was as faint as ever but Violet was still able to hear her. “When will I get to see you Purple?” Violet asked with high hopes to see her mate, it has been days and she was not able to shift as most lycans did. “I am still weak and unable to change to my true form, I am sorry that I am not always there to protect you but I can feel everything that you feel. Just give me some time and I will be back to my true self” Purple pleaded with her. Violet had had high hopes of meeting her on her 20th birthday but she was too weak to change and could only communicate with her and feel her.

Since his master has chosen to pay no mind to this woman, he was also assured safety by this supreme disposition. "HAHAHA! I was not really wrong in choosing to hug this thick thigh!" Little Purple exclaimed in happiness within and felt not a small sense of achievement by taking luck into his own hands. "That is correct, Master Divine Dragon." a gentle pleasant voice rang to answer the query of Little Purple. "HAHAHA! Please. Please... Call me Little Purple." The small worm-like creature that alighted calmly atop Tristan's shoulder wriggled in excitement which belied the humble words he had just uttered.

I am the Violet who will reign, whether the world likes it or not. And when she comes near, I do the impossible. I jump higher than her and twist in the air. When our trajectories cross, I open my jaws wide, my teeth aligning with her throat in a fatal instant. And I bite. The sound is wet, grotesque. Lyun’s throat gives beneath my fangs. I tear flesh, tendon, what remains of my old friend and current rival. She tries to howl, a short, gurgling sound, as her life slips away.