《Sanders Sides One Shots: Volume 1 [COMPLETED]》The Man in Purple (Prinxiety)
Advertisement
Roman was smiling, enjoying himself at the party as he discussed things with the other guests and sipped at his drink. The masquerade party he was attending wasn't for any reason that concerned him. If he remembered correctly, it was the wedding anniversary of some wealthy couple he was friends of their friends with. Nonetheless, he was just there to have a good night.
He was standing with a glass in hand, listening to one of the guests talk when his gaze wandered to a spot behind her. His breath caught in his throat.
A man was making his entrance, walking slowly and confidently through the ballroom. Roman couldn't take his eyes away if he wanted to as he watched him walk, turning his head so that his shimmering purple and black mask caught the light. He was wearing a slimming purple suit with black accents, and his hair fell over his eyes. There was no way he could've been able to tell who he was even if he knew him.
There was something about him that captivated him, making him absentmindedly excuse himself and leave the current conversation he was a part of. Roman found himself walking toward him, which was toward the bar where he was getting a drink prepared. The man glanced his way with his eyes, a small smirk on his face. The slightly nervous one in gold and red cleared his throat.
"I couldn't help but notice you entered alone," Roman commented as he received his drink. The man raised an eyebrow at him, tilting his head toward him to show he was listening. "I thought you might appreciate some company."
He laughed deeply, turning to face him completely. Through the strands of his purple hair, Roman could see his deep brown eyes shadowed by the mask. "Bold conclusion," he replied. "Although not untrue."
Advertisement
The man in gold and red finished his drink standing and offering a hand. "Might I offer you a dance then?"
"There's a chance that I knew you'd ask me that," the mystery man said with a smirk as he took it.
Roman flashed a smile as he led them out to the ballroom floor. He pulled the man in by the waist, taking the lead of the dance. As they began to move across the floor, he leaned closer so he could be heard over the music. "Am I allowed to say you look beautiful?" he questioned, earning a small laugh from the man. "Because you caught my eye as soon as you walked in."
"I should hope that it isn't just my looks that makes you desire me," he replied, leaning in a little bit as well.
He shook his head as smile found its way onto his face. "It's not just about the way you look," he reassured in a murmur. "It's the way you act. You commanded my attention from the second you entered the room, and you drew me in with a sense of danger and caution. There's no way I could've resisted the urge to speak to you, to learn about you."
"You certainly have a pretty way with words," the mystery man said quietly with his lips forming a small smile. He blinked slowly, meeting Roman's eyes as they fluttered back open. They were close enough to feel each other's breath as they glided about the ballroom, staring into each other's eyes with an inexplicable feeling of want and longing. The man in purple spoke again as the song came to an end. "Shall we take this somewhere else?"
The man in gold and red quickly nodded, allowing himself to be pulled outside by the hand. Once out of view of the other guests, their lips met forcefully. Roman backed him against a wall, cupping his face as he pressed him there, not breaking their kiss whatsoever. When they pulled away to breathe, their eyes met. He felt a sudden urge to prove he wanted to know more about the man in front of him, reaching up to pull gently on the red ribbon tying his mask to his face and tossing it to the grass beside them.
Advertisement
"I don't need a mask," he mumbled, kissing him on the lips again. "I'm Roman, and I want to know more about you."
He laughed a little as he continued to kiss him back, not taking off his mask. "We'll see what happens tomorrow," he told him with a smirk. "For now, just keep kissing me please."
Roman happily obliged. Each time their lips met it felt like fireworks. He hoped this night would never end, but eventually it did. He'd put his mask back on as they reentered the party to find it winding down with the guests starting to leave. The man in gold turned to the man in purple. "So, how shall I contact you?" he asked, simply earning a laugh from him. He leaned up, kissing him on the lips once more before disappearing into the crowd of leaving guests.
He didn't have time to try and find him again, hoping that he had some sort of plan as he left for his own home. When he laid in bed that night, all he could think of was the feeling of his lips, and the man in purple.
Advertisement
- In Serial100 Chapters
{The Dragon Within} (Completed)
Meeting his fate at the hands of seven great heroes, the wicked drake now stands in Death's hall. Met with the Grim Reaper itself. Defeated and its pride broken, the drake doesn’t beg or grovel, it simply awaits judgement. It waits for the God of the afterlife to send it on its way, to either the heights of bliss and peace or where it knew it would be sent. The depths of agony and torture, the halls of Tartarus, the father of monsters. Grim looked up from its oaken desk and down at the creature that would have otherwise, if grown wiser and older, matched the reaper itself in power. Its faceless guise, hidden by a black hood and whirling shadows, it briefly stared at the drake. “You are unfit for the sky yet also too fit for the abyss,” Grim spoke, its voice a cracking whisper. “Your time came too soon, the actions you have taken will lead your world to ruin…Be reborn, pitiful serpent. Yet remember what you have done, see what your actions have made that realm into. Let me show you, how your greed and gluttony have warped such a wonderful place and time.” Grim raised its black-feathered pen towards the beast “Be reborn, as the weak pitiful creature you should have been born as. Take this both as a punishment and…a learning experience. For failure, can be the best teacher.” The drake took a step back, hoping to escape this cruel fate. Yet none escaped Death, less so its embodiment. Screaming shadows engulfed his form, ripping away at his body and shape. Fangs of darkness sinking deep into his draconic flesh, warping it, changing him into something else… Opening his eyes, the wicked drake felt none of its power, none of its magic and none of its might. As it stood at the edge of a cliff, looking down upon a ruined valley of rot and miasma. It glanced down at itself, seeing none of its sturdy scales or sharp claws. The drake had been reborn... As a Human. Will also be posting on CreativeNovels found here; CrN Where chapters will be posted earlier than RRL.
8 107 - In Serial27 Chapters
Xianxia Online (A LitRPG Progression Fantasy)
When Earth falls to ruin and humanity’s survival is at stake, all of mankind is forced to enter the fantasy universe of the world’s hottest VRMMORPG, Xianxia Online. To uphold law and order, past players’ profiles were erased and forced to start anew, while law enforcers and authority figures such as government officials were granted powerful positions right off the start. After all, this was a world where dog eats dog, and the weak are cruelly left behind. Xuan, alias Zero, had been the top player and a legendary figure on the leaderboards of the game when the news struck. He had been mere inches away from being the first player cultivator to ever enter Godhood, but now, everything he had once possessed—divine weapons, legendary artifacts, and mythical beasts for pets—was gone, along with his thousands of years of cultivation. Having always been a lone wolf and remained anonymous, this reset hit him harder than most players, who could comfortably rely on others for help when needed. But no matter. The path of cultivation was riddled with challenges and hardships—since when did he let something as trivial as this stop him? He may have lost all of his riches, but he still had the most powerful weapons of all by his side—knowledge and experience. Combine that with the various secret treasure stashes he had around the world of Xianxia Online, and his climb back to the pinnacle of strength would be inevitable. Very soon, he will rise to the top again, and crush those who dared to try and tie him down. This game was mankind's world now. And he... was the apex predator. Witness as Xuan climbs his way back to the peak of cultivation and dominates everyone else in existence! ***** Remember that more chapters can be found on Webnovel! (Be sure to leave me a review and power stones there if you can, thank you~) Patreon page for any generous individuals who want to show their support further: Click Here Discord: Click Here
8 83 - In Serial9 Chapters
God´s Games
A soul lost in total darkness hears a voice and follows it. That's the start of a new adventure, in another world with many surprises, that are still to come. Follow the story of the lost soul, who became a new person in another world full of magic and swords. To find out the rest see the story of the Soul, that became a Legend to be told. Author Note: Hello, guys, this novel will get updated daily so do check it from time to time. Thanks for your time and hope you enjoy the story.
8 58 - In Serial61 Chapters
The Royal Mates
Amorelli, a princess who was kidnapped from birth and sold to India, along with other royalties, as slaves of all kinds. She then makes friends with another royal princess, Zinniah. Every royal that is kidnapped has two qualities about them. They are a royal and have a special ability about them. But Amorelli has no idea what her gift is, nor does she know where she came from. Mordikai York, Prince of Russia, is a werewolf. He can be arrogant, rude, and selfish. However, one thing for sure is that he is drop-dead gorgeous. You would think with the last quality, he would have some new woman next to him so he could have his way with her later on, but the good thing about him - he is waiting for his mate. Amorelli and Mordikai. The way they meet is extraordinary. But finding out your mate is a slave, and the prophecies all around them are going to go awry soon is concerning.
8 149 - In Serial9 Chapters
NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY: The Adventures of The Creeping Bam (BOOK TWO: One Cold Trail)
After their fateful misadventure in the mountainous Norther Reaches of RUNDAO, a dark new threat to all of RUNDAO has been revealed to the mercenary band of THE CREEPING BAM and their newest member, half-orc bandit SHAYLINE SWIFT-KILL. Returning their hard-won cargo to THE SILVER ORDER in their city stronghold in BAVAT, they find their well-deserved rest will have to rest – half-elf wizard GAEL FOXTAIL’s father has disappeared while performing an investigation in the coastal city of UNTERMER, and it’s up to our motley crew to find him. As a son of Untermer, wily bakaneko thief ART OF SHADOWS is the perfect choice to lead the way, but he has ghosts of his own to face as their investigation brings them into the orbit of the THIEVES GUILD. But there are daker forces at work here, and as they uncover a dark conspiracy and form an uneasy alliance with a trio of tough sellswords with their own stake in the game, led by dwarven warrior THELGAEWYNN FROSTFORGE, the Creeping Bam begin to suspect this may be connected to that unfinished business they started back up north … This is a love letter and homage to the high-fantasy worlds of the tabletop RPGs like Dungeons & Dragons, Pathfinder and Warhammer and the sword & sorcery cinema and literature I fell in love with as a kid growing up in the 80s, from Robert E. Howard’s Conan the Barbarian (and the awesome Schwarzenegger movie, STILL my favourite fantasy film EVER), The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit and Ron Howard and George Lucas’ Willow, to the more grown-up and edgy worlds of grimdark masters George RR Martin and (my all-time favourite) Joe Abercrombie, as well as a BIG DOLLOP of Terry Pratchett’s immortal Discworld series. IMPORTANT: This story contains material which some readers may consider to be mature, such as battle violence, some strong language and occasional mild sexual scenes. If this is not your kind of thing, this story is not for you. I am also serializing this story on Tumblr, Wattpad, Quotev and Sweek.
8 139 - In Serial102 Chapters
Chino Hills high gains a new face, Scar Johansson.
8 226

