Purple Hibiscus

Violet Harris never imagined her life would become a headline. As the daughter of a prominent CEO, she’s used to the shadows, quietly juggling her dreams and a part-time job. But when her father arranges her marriage to Anthony Daniels, the enigmatic heir to the Daniels Group, her carefully curated world unravels. Anthony Daniels is everything Violet detests: privileged, cold, and a man who makes it clear that love has no place in their union. Yet as Violet steps reluctantly into his world of power and prestige, she begins to see cracks in his icy exterior. Small moments of vulnerability hint at something deeper, leaving her torn between resentment and curiosity. Their uneasy alliance takes a turn when long-buried secrets emerge, revealing the true motives behind their marriage. Betrayed by those she trusted most, Violet must decide whether to walk away from Anthony or confront the growing feelings she’s desperate to ignore. As power, pride, and passion collide, Violet and Anthony discover that the strongest bonds are forged in the unlikeliest of places. Will they rise above the sins of their families, or will their love remain a fleeting shade of what could have been? A Shade of Violet is a sweeping tale of heartbreak, redemption, and love blooming in the face of adversity.

“Is it because I am blind?” “Yes.” said Violet without hesitation. “It was easy to deceive you because you couldn't see.” “I guess it was.” Kian bowed his head, “I'm sorry for not realizing that sooner, but I won't let you be killed either. I gave you my word.” Violet unsheathed the saintess's sword and took three steps backwards. Kian stood there, unsure of what she was trying to do. “Your promise doesn't matter. I'd rather commit suicide than be killed by you hypocrites!” “How do you think your aunt will feel about you doing this to yourself then?” Violet paused in her steps. H-how? She couldn't even bring herself to ask anything. Using Violet's distraction, Kian grabbed her right arm and moved her away from the cliff. Then he placed a crystal in her right hand, “Go. The crystal will show you the way out ” She hesitated, “B-but—” She was interrupted by Kian's innocent peck on her lips, “I promise, you won't be hurt.” “Didn't you say that was a way of sealing promises between outsiders?” Violet's lips trembled and her hands, unevenly. Why was he acting so weird? He was blind. How could he kiss her? How could he.. She was slowly losing her mind. “Get going then. We'll definitely meet again when fate joins us together.” he smiled making 's heart beat loudly in guilt. ‘I'm sorry’ she thought as she turned to leave.

Violet nearly 16 is out for revenge. She is learning new things about herself. Will she completely lose herself? Will she find herself? Will she get her desired revenge? Will she save her sisters? She knows what she has to do will she pull it off.

My fiance told me, "When you grow flowers more colorful than Dimonous roses, we'll get married in a rose garden." With that as my goal, I worked day and night to care for the roses. Until one day when his first love said she wanted to see a rain of roses, my fiance shoveled 50 acres of my roses to make her smile. "Jeffrey, will Audrey be mad at us?" Jeffrey took out a ten-karat diamond ring from his pocket and knelt on one knee. "It doesn't matter. The only person I love is you." Pain pierced my heart. I called home, "Dad, if I break up with him, is the offer still open? Can I still inherit the family fortune?"

The housekeeper’s daughter, Selena Greene, deliberately chose to get married on the same day, at the same hotel as me. When our cars passed each other on the way to our weddings, she rolled down her window and asked to switch my bridal bouquet with hers. My bouquet, however, wasn’t just any bouquet. It was hand-carved from priceless jadeite by my grandfather himself—a one-of-a-kind heirloom and his blessing for my wedding day. “Trish,” she pleaded softly, “please. I’ve sacrificed so much for this wedding. I just want it to be perfect. I’ll give it back to you as soon as we get out of the cars.” My heart softened. Against my better judgment, I handed her my bouquet and took her cheap, plastic flowers instead. However, when we stepped out of our cars, she refused to return it. Worse still, during her ceremony, she tossed my jade bouquet onto the floor, shattering it into countless pieces. That bouquet had been my grandfather’s way of being present at my wedding. It was all I had left of him. Yet, in front of everyone, Selena put on an innocent act and accused me, “Who takes back a bouquet after a switch? A glass bouquet like this is all over online shopping platforms for ten bucks. I’ll just pay you back. Trish, you’ve made my life hard enough on normal days. Do you have to humiliate me on the most important day of my life, too?” Furious, I confronted her, but she ducked behind my fiancé and my brother, wiping at her eyes like the victim. My fiancé immediately went to comfort her, leaving me standing alone at the ceremony, humiliated and ridiculed by everyone. My brother, too, called me cruel and heartless. He cut me off financially and threw me out of the family home. Selena’s husband, having quickly risen to success with the help of powerful backers, unleashed his relentless revenge on the now penniless and alone me. In the dead of winter, hired thugs found me and brutalized me to death. And Selena? She became their princess, adored by all three of them. I sank into darkness, full of rage and regret. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was transported back to the day of the wedding.

If love is a poison, it is a feeling between the present and the past and the future. Then let's form the most beautiful flower in this world. She met and fell in love with him, a simple love without any calculation. But he forgot her. The second time she met him, she was smart with him, but with a calculated love, she ended up hurting him and herself. He had forgotten her, but deep in his heart, he had never forgotten that beautiful love. Just meet her again, he will love and want to protect her again, despite the extreme way he loves her, he has never denied that part of his affection. She and him, two parallel lines have intersected and merged into one. Love you, this life I'm not wrong Love you, forever unrequited