A Series Of Unfortunate Events Violet Baudelaire Novels & Stories

Violet “ V, you have been searching non-stop without letting it go, he doesn't have any digital footprint, he is clean and your investigator already called, he will get back to you,” Rochelle said. “Maybe I should just run away,” I said turning to Rochelle “Your dad will find you in less than an hour, besides just get the engagement sorted out then you figure out what to do before the wedding.” Rochelle kept talking but I was already up picking up my things.

Kallista shook it, surprised by his warmth and even more surprised that Jaxon had a sibling but then again, what did she know about his family? Zayn was a stark contrast to everyone she'd met so far in the cold mansion. He had a charm that disarmed her. “Enough introductions,” Evelyn said, her tone sapping all the warmth of the earlier moment away. “Zayn, don’t you have something better to do?” “Not really,” Zayn said, flashing Kallista another grin before sauntering off. “Lila,” Evelyn said, the impatience in her voice clear.

For something barely the size of a cat, the aura she gave off was terrifying. Seraphina rose slowly from her chair. “Do not defy the academy, Violet Black. Your defiance will only make this worse.” “Then make it worse,” I whispered. For a moment, no one moved, the tension was electric and then a gust of wind stirred from nowhere and papers scattered, candles flickered and the dragon unfurled her wings, her glow deepening, fierce and protective. “Violet,” Abigail warned softly. “You’re making enemies.” “Let them line up,” I said, eyes locked on Seraphina. “I’m not giving her up. Not now. Not ever.”

Immediately Violet gained her feet , she took to her heels and excused herself . “Is that your mate?”. Avery asked, looking past the door. Avery’s expression had us all on the edge. “Ursula Theodore”. She called Violet’s mother in a suspicious manner. “Can you tell us what just happened?”. Henry urged her. “There is something about her,” Avery said nonchalantly. “Maybe it’s nothing but I’m just stressed.” She waved off her look and turned to me. “Are you crazy Ansel Greene, you made me use blood magic”. She said it like it was some crime, even though it was , it wasn’t to Avery.

Is that why she walked away? I found myself not wanting her to be angry. "Your Highness? Your Highness?" Tyler shouts in my ear, "Did you hear what I'm saying?" "Shut up!" I say coldly, and Tyler shivers in fear. "S.. sorry your highness. Did I say something wrong?" Tyler again begins to ramble on and on. I pinch my brows, feeling a little annoyed. I do not want my real identity to be exposed so soon ...... Violet's POV

Even the glowy-eye thing was gone. The meal was almost over when Emily started snapping her fingers at Violet to bring the last dish to her. With a tight smile, Violet nodded and turned to grab the bowl of what looked like some kind of parfait. As she turned and started to the table, she had to stop short because Emily was standing in her way. Emily made a show of looking at the bowl in Violet’s hands and wrinkling her nose. “No, I don’t want that,” she said, glancing over Violet’s shoulder at the alpha. Violet’s stomach sank. She was going to try something. As soon as the thought entered her head, Emily slapped the bowl from the bottom in a quick, flash of movement. Violet gasped, shocked t

She held a sleek silver tablet under her arm, her eyes cold and completely untouchable. Kaelen looked up. His breath caught in his throat. His green eyes grew wider and wider until they looked ready to pop out of his skull. "Vi... Violet?" Kaelen’s voice was a breathless, broken whisper. The girl he had thrown out into the rain five years ago—the poor, wolfless office assistant who wore oversized gray sweaters—was standing right in front of him. But she didn't look like Violet. She looked like a queen. Seraphina didn't look at his face. She walked straight to the opposite end of the table, pulled out a heavy leather chair, and sat down smoothly. King Dominic stood right behind her right shou

"You have never spoken to me like that before. What happened to the woman who used to cry every time I looked at her? The one who would bring me tea and apologize for breathing too loud?" Violet took a bite of her toast. "She got hit by a car. Now she is gone. You are stuck with me." Brendan stared at her. He had heard about the accident, but he had assumed it was just another attention seeking stunt. Now he was not so sure. "So you just decided to grow a spine overnight?" he said. "Very convenient." Violet looked him up and down. "And what is with the open shirt? Do you really think that makes you look cool? You look like you are trying to compensate for something. It is embarrassing."

“Please… someone help me.” No one listened. They were all still laughing, talking about Luna’s pregnancy, about Christian’s future with her. Violet’s pain- her suffering- was invisible to them. The pain intensified, and she felt another gush of blood. Her vision blurred with tears, her body trembling with shock. Is this how it ends? Finally, someone noticed. It wasn’t Christian. It wasn’t Luna. It wasn’t her own mother. It was a distant cousin, someone barely connected to her, who gasped and pointed.