Novels by Violet Blue

Amy Sitting on the porch of my new house, drinking my special night tea, i still wonder if i did the right thing moving us so far away. The kids are fast asleep for hours now, but i can't put my mind at ease. I spent so many years raising my sons by myself, running two businesses and a house, and still had my ex husband causing me problems about my decisions regarding the kids. I waited patiently for years to live out the dream we were once planning together. A few years after our divorce, oh so long ago, we got back together better than ever before. I thought this was it, this time we were going to do it right! We had four kids together, after all. The plan was to leave this island, away from everyone and everything, and start over. But the dream crashed when a few months later we found out that a girl he was seeing while we were separated has given birth to his child. A daughter. After four sons, a daughter was here to turn his world upside down. Our world... I love this kid,

Amy"Good morning, my love!", i smile wide and bright as i watch my older son, Percy, drag himself down the stairs, rubbing the sleep off his eyes. I get so excited when i see them every morning, like I've missed them so much all night. He is eighteen and a half now, but that feeling is the same since he was a baby. Excited to have yet another day with him in my life! "Morning, ma...", he replies, yawning. As he gets closer, he throws himself in my arms for a heavy, tight, bear hug. He is bigger than me and very strong for his age, looking really mean but he is the sweetest cuddler and the kindest of the four. "That smells delicious", he says, refocusing on the kitchen table and releasing me, while i try to regain my balance. He takes a plateful of eggs and bacon, and chooses carefully his pancakes, taking the browner ones. Not long after, Hector bounces down the staircase. He skips some steps and swirls into the kitchen like he is floating on air. With his firm, thin, highly flex

Alpha Sebastian"Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and i can't control my own body?I didn't want to come. Like every previous year, i wanted to mourn on my own, away from everyone. But this year is not the same. I have a second mate. My wolf hasn't eased one second from the time we met her yesterday morning. He wanted to see her again so badly, it wa

AmyEveryone kept inviting me to the town fair tomorrow. They said it is a big thing and although it's only for a day, it attracts people from all over the country. Everyone is going above and beyond to make us feel welcomed and, even though i am really tired and have a lot to do at home, i have been thinking about it all day. I think it would do us some good. It is a nice opportunity to get to know more people and make friends. And a great chance to spend time with the friends we already made. I smile thinking about Thomas, i would love to see him again.But this Sebastian guy... He keeps popping up in my head during every thought and every moment. I can't seem to stop thinking of him. From the moment our eyes met, i felt drawn to him. When we touched, something shifted inside of me. I can't explain it. I felt his rage, his sadness, his loneliness, more than what i feel for the rest of the town. Even so, i have decided to go to the fair. I already told the boys and they are very exc

"Hello!", she beams at me. I feel my knees weak, and the walls i had raised around my heart all these years slowly cracking, brick by brick. She emits some kind of peaceful power, but she is not a werewolf. What is happening? Why this fragile human has me in full panic mode?"Oh, Gods, you are not done yet?", a teenage boy approaches her and exclaims annoyed, looking at the contents of her cart. I don't like his tone, he should be more respectful. A soft growl escapes my throat before i get to stop myself. He turns to face me, as i start to fake cough, to cover up the growl."Are you ok, sir?", she says, looking genuinely worried. I know i must speak right now, but it's as if i have forgotten how to."Yes. I am.", i manage to utter, surprising myself. The boy looks up at me with a stern glare and one raised eyebrow. I know i didn't convince him one bit, but i couldn't care any less. I already decided i don't like him."Oh, good. You got me worried for a sec!", she chuckles awkwardly.

Alpha SebastianI have a few hours that i returned in town. The sun is shining and i feel somewhat relaxed that i am back. My house is out of town, i went and took a nap on my old sofa for some hours and then i headed out. I live alone and when i leave there is no one to tend to the house. There are, however, two omega she-wolves that come and clean my house once a month. I don't want them to, they insist on doing it all these years. But there are no foods or other essential supplies. I get everything fresh when i am here. I don't need much, i don't want much either. I am just taking it day by day. For years now, just trying to get by. My only goal is to protect my pack. Though small, it's all i have left. My family.The town has approximately twelve thousand permanent residents. The werewolves are only a couple hundred, the rest being humans. Ah, yes, and witches. Thirty six witches, to be exact. I always keep track of them, measuring them up. We may be more than them in numbers, but