Charlie X Violet Novels & Stories

When Ava saw her cousin and her spirit almost left her body, but she tried to put herself together. Violet's eyes softened and she saw Ava, her lips curled into a genuine but weak smile, Violet's skin was looking pale, which happens when people stay in prison but she hasn't been here up to a month and she's already looking this terrible, it raised concern in Ava's heart, her mouth was bruised, her skin had tiny tiny cut like she was in a fight or something. She sat opposite them and picked the communication telephone, “Hi,” she said with her smile still on.

"Is that how you greet everyone who opens doors? I think you bit me you animal!" I touched my bottom lip as I kicked the door closed, okay no blood. Feral child. "Only if their name is Violet. Why didn't you reply?" "Too?" I asked confused as I walked back turning the sauce off, it'll do, it was edible. Charlie stretched on the counter, leaning back onto his hind legs before leaping off the bench onto the ground, rubbing his side against Reed's leg. "My texts!" "Oh I was busy and then I forgot, what are you doing here anyway?"

He laughs again. I find myself relaxing slightly. Maybe this is good. Maybe talking to someone who isn’t one of the three heirs currently destroying my sanity is exactly what I need. Caelan steps closer. Not enough to make me uncomfortable. Not yet. “You know, your eyes really are that color.” I blink. “What?” “Violet.” I shift awkwardly. “Last time I checked.” His gaze lingers. “They’re beautiful.” Heat touches my cheeks. “Thanks.” His eyes drop briefly toward my mouth.

Violet watched in horror as the room seemed to shift, the air growing thicker with anticipation. And then, Christian’s voice cut through the silence like a knife. “I wanted to gather you all here to say something important.” Violet’s heart skipped a beat. This couldn’t be happening. He paused for a moment, his eyes scanning the room, locking briefly on Violet’s tear-streaked face before looking away, as if the sight of her no longer mattered to him. His grip on Luna tightened, and Luna’s lips curled into a small, satisfied smile. “I’ve made my decision,” Christian continued, his voice strong, unyielding. “I’m divorcing Violet.”

There was a light chuckle, followed by Violet's complaint delivered in a high-pitched tone, "Save your compliments. Don't act like you didn't sleep with Aurora when I was abroad the last few years." "But I feel nothing for her!" Xavier argued defensively. "I'm only dating her so I can make her pay for what she did to you. I slept with her, but only so I know how to keep myself from hurting you in bed. I only used her for practice, Violet. My love and loyalty always belonged to you!" Violet beamed as she pressed herself against Xavier's sculpted torso. "Was she really just practice to you? Do you swear you've never fallen for her?"

Violet is a lucky charm to whoever she serves, sold into Alpha Dorian's household, she was bought for the purpose of serving the alpha triplets. Fortune smiles on Alpha Dorian's household, so Violet was rewarded on her eighteenth birthday with an opportunity to attend the same elite wolves academy as the triplets. This came as a shocker to her and the triplets who she had fawned over for the last three years even though they made her life miserable. As she steps into the prestigious high school, she must learn to battle and survive in this place that refuses to accept her, while fighting against her feelings for the triplets.

Fuck the fake loyalty. "You can just sit anywhere to while away time." I said and gestured towards a couch. "Or I could help." "You? Help me?" I scoffed. I wasn't trying to look down on her but in the few days I've gotten to know Violet, I've learned a bit about how she was treated and how she wasn't a threat like I thought. She had alpha blood but wasn't raised like royalty. "Hmm, yes. I read a lot of books at my pack." She said.

FLASH BACK 2 WEEKS BEFORE ALICE * * I came back a minute later after the girls canceled and I saw Charlie's driver. He said Charlie said he should come pick him up and take him somewhere away. I told him to go back home. I don't get why he wants to isolate himself when he's supposed to be putting himself out there more, it's a perfect time to trend. I got into the house and saw him on the ground. "Charlie what the fuck are you doing there?", I asked and noticed he had a bottle of finished wine in his hand.

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

Violet must have seen the flicker of hesitation in my expression, because her smirk widened ever so slightly. "Oh, Reigna," she sighed, as if she truly pitied me. "I know how overwhelming it is, being with someone like Carlisle. It’s intoxicating at first, but eventually, you realize you’re just another piece in his well-crafted life. And when that happens… well, I suppose I don’t have to tell you how quickly he lets go." I clenched my teeth, refusing to let her words sink in. Violet took another slow sip of her champagne, tilting her head as if studying me. Then, just before she turned away, she casually murmured, “Oh. Before I forget… tell your sister I said hello.”