Purplemagic Stories

After the elf fell we rushed into the forest, green armor jangling. She was the first elf any Sriat had seen since... well, since Fia'lon. That catastrophe is branded into every Sriat's mind, young and old, as the day the elves came for the world. Our elders would always scare us with stories of towering elves wielding deadly bows and crackling magic, felling hundreds of us at a time. We escaped extinction by a hairsbreadth. The elves terrifying magic had mysteriously failed and we Sriat took the opportunity to kill every elf we could get our hands on. At least, that's what the elders told us... The others had thought it a fitting punishment for me. As the one who'd let her escape she's now my load to carry. Resentful and enraged I'd roughly thrown her still bleeding body onto my saddle, careful not to stain my own belongings. But now... I watch transfixed as the crackling purple energy works its way around the gaping wound in her leg, slowly knitting lean muscle fibers together and closing her silvery skin around the hole. My gaze then shifts to her face, covered in a poor attempt at camouflage. It does little to hide her strong brow, her angled cheekbones, and the slight pink of her lips. With her snow-white hair hanging long and tangled from the side of my horse, she looks more like a feral wolf than an elf. 'Where did this creature come from and why did she think we would welcome her? Doesn't she know what the elves have done?' ⍋ ⊹ ❂ ⊹ ⍋ ⍋ ⊹ ❂ ⊹ ⍋ Highest Rankings #12 2019 Winter Challenge 500 #32 High Fantasy #49 Elves ⍋ ⊹ ❂ ⊹ ⍋ ⍋ ⊹ ❂ ⊹ ⍋ Updates are on Saturdays.

Jasmine is driving home from school, and she is one of many who is chosen to find that flower in a very special color, that means more then you'd think at first sight. This changes everything forever and there is no way back She gets new ones and new things to love. What she had gets lost. ~autor~ I know the description doesn't give that much information, but I just don't want to spoil to much already. It also might be a little complicated but it'll make sense when you read it.

Days from becoming the prize at her father's Bride Tournament, Wrenifred has a bad haircut and a chance encounter in the forbidden woods. One wounded knight and a simple blood oath later - Wren has a chance she never imagined. She's entered the tournament disguised as the injured knight to win one thing: her freedom. Only three problems... 1. She's never lifted a sword in her life 2. The knight she's impersonating? He's the Crown Prince to her father's greatest enemy. 3. She's falling in love with his brother... Oh, and there's a moosebear named Sam.

While raiding a tomb with her best friend Ingrid, Iyda McDevlin encounters a series of traps forces them to flee into the dark, scary forest of the Scottish highlands. Ingrid gets injured during the escape, so Iyda leaves her in a clearing so she can find herbs to help her. While foraging, she comes face to face with a unicorn. It tries to run away but she gives chase and sees it turn into a hot naked man? His name- Mortus, and he needs her help to raid the tomb of the last unicorn king and find the horn of radiance that will stop the wolf shifter hunters. Meanwhile in the clearing, a certain two wolves have caught scent of Ingrid's injury and track her down only to discover that she... is their fated mate...