Why He Purple Novels & Stories

“I just want to check your wounds…” He studied her eyes then, and his breath caught. Deep purple. The exact same shade as his own. Odd. He had never met another living creature—or human—with eyes like his. His hand inched toward the bandages he had applied yesterday. The growl rose a notch, soft but warning, yet she shifted her nose upward in what seemed like reluctant consent.

“Don’t worry about it.” It wouldn’t have bothered me. Maybe he just didn’t want me to see blood in case it unnerved me. But no, the moment I see it, my entire heart falls into my stomach. His blood is purple. Like mine.

He just wished things would turn out differently this year. He exhaled deeply. "It is just right and l don't see the anything wrong with it". Yes purple! That was just what the room needed. She wasn't comfortable because her favorite color had no impact on the room except for her things and she. She really had to give it a touch of purple if she wished to stay here. Yes, she will do just that but wait, did he just her love for purple unbearable! No she can't take that.

He paid for it and asked if we needed to get any accessories and shoes, but I assured him that it was fine. I'm sure I could pull something together from my new closet. "Why purple?" I asked him as we drove out of the mall. I didn't even know where we were going this time. "It's one of your favorite colors," he replied. He knew that? "How do you know that?" I asked.

His hair was dyed purple and he had tattoos on both of his arms. "I don't know, he just gives me that wild sex type of a person," she giggled. "Oh I see where this is coming from," I laughed. "You, my friend, need to be laid. It's understandable. But that one could have an STI. How about you go for his friend? He looks more... Mature." "I just want someone to lick my pussy, and the purple guy looks like he might just know how," she grimaced as she got off her chair and approached the guys.

I grabbed a t-shirt and sweatpants that he probably wouldn't notice were missing, then hurried back to my bedroom door and knocked lightly. "Cole? It's me." I leaned in to listen, but I didn't hear any movement, just the click of the lock. Anyway, I waited a moment, hoping he'd come back to bed and cover his body with the blankets. I slowly pushed open the door and slipped in before closing and locking it again. When I turned around, he was watching me, staring at me as I stood there, and his eyes were glowing purple. What does the color purple mean? "I... um, I forgot to bring my clothes." I walked over and placed my father's clothes at the end of the bed while throwing my bloody pajamas on

I wasn’t sure what was happening but my hold on his neck softened a bit and he leaned in closer, opening his eyes. “Are your eyes real?” I blurted. I have always wondered about his eyes when I first saw him. I have seen all kinds of humans eye colors—blue, green, hazel, amber—I’d seen them countless times. But his… no. His were something else…..light Purple or Indigo swirling like smoke caught in sunlight. Something impossible, unearthly, almost wrong in the most exquisite way. Something that looks awfully familiar but I couldn’t place it. “Yes,” he whispered.

she paused and took a deep breath, “…big eyes. Big eyes?” “Yes.” “I guess I’ll go then,” Purple said. She turned off her phone and began to leave, but unexpectedly, a man she didn’t dislike much appeared before her. He stirred her thoughts because of the large mark she had seen. “Big sis?” Green said. He was dressed formally, having just finished work. “Hey. I’m heading home,” Purple replied. Green brought his nose close to Purple’s mouth, causing her to step back. He just smelled her breath. “You haven’t even been drinking yet,” Green said.

No human can be this beautiful. Sharp jaw, thin lips, long nose my heart skipped a bit when my eyes met his purple one. His eyes! It's purple not red. Then why do I see red every night. One strand of his platinum silver hair fell into his forehead. No one will believe that this angel like looking man is a monster. Slowly curtains around us started falling and the brightness started hurting my eyes. I closed my eyes and large hands wrapped around me. Wait! When did I got up? I was sitting.

Without thinking, I turned to leave. But he caught me swiftly. My eyes widened in shock. “No—please, let me go,” I pleaded as the door closed behind Danae. “Don’t fight me,” he whispered. And oh God… I knew I was going to listen. And just like that, his breathing grew heavy again. I turned my head to look at him, and there it was, his eyes had changed colors again to purple.. “Why don’t you just give in?” he murmured, lowering his head to my shoulder.