Clementine And Violet Novels & Stories

Blythe. Mrs. Blythe looked at Violet. “I heard enough,” the housekeeper said. Violet took the waffle. Not because she was hungry. Because refusing it felt disrespectful to whatever strange, terrifying sisterhood Cain House had accidentally started building in the cracks of its own walls. Then she looked at Theodore. “Tomorrow,” she said. He nodded. “Tomorrow.” But as Violet left the morning room with Mrs. Blythe, the papers held tight against her chest and Eleanor’s necklace cold in her pocket, she heard the phone click behind her.

This was probably a bad Idea but we are here and Candy is already sashaying over on her platform boots with a shit eating grin plastered to her face! “Ooh! You did show Up and you brought YOUR violet haired vixen! Shut Up, Honey! This one is too delicious! If you fuck up I am sure a hundred suitors will be line up to take your place in an instant!” Candy is always over the top and gives me the usual hug and air kiss, but embraces Nova in a way that tells me that she already feels protective of them.

But it looks like my strictness does not affect them right now. "Please." They both said. "No. I am tired." "Okay. You are tired" Violet said. Finally, she understood. "SISTER!?"Celine Yelled. "Let me finish, "Violet said, ''No she didn't understand. "Celine brought the Laptop here. We can watch it here rather than the theater, " Violet suggested. "OKAY!" She exclaimed and she left. I sighed as she left. Celine came back with a laptop. "What should we watch?"

Violet shouted as she felt something ominous rise within her. She left them to do her bidding as she got out her crystal and tried to gaze into the ball. She only saw darkness and she almost yelled in frustration. She opened a tray that carried different poultices and began adding them to the mixture in Elise's hands. She collected the bowl and began chanting. The vulture began to shake and say Luna stone, Luna stone in a hoarse voice. Bianca backed away while Elise looked at the animal with interest. Violet suddenly had to stop mixing when her phone rang. “ It is your mate Elise and he is asking for you.”

She peered at the window and noticed that big triangle tent around the cabin while Bull was slowly fixing things. "It'll be a little noisy, Violet. Sorry," Bull kept that kind smile and kind act that he always does. "I have earplugs for you." "Don't worry," Violet said as she looked outside. There's nothing but them. It seemed like it had been planned. Everything was planned. "Tell me, why am I here?" "To save you?" Chameleon answered. "And where's Viper?" "He's working with Harvey behind the back." Violet looked around and on the very old small bed. Like it's the bed of a teenager. She slipped off from the bed although she felt a sort of stinging pain. She's used to that pain.

She quickly walked to a secluded location after that. Oliver was being considerate by not following her. "Vivi, that's Oliver Young, isn't it?" Celene queried as she approached with a smile. Celene's eyes flickered with a strange light as Violet confirmed it. "Wow, I didn't see this coming. You're pretty good at this." "We're just friends," Violet said hesitantly, sensing the deeper meaning in Celene's look. Celene nodded instead of pressing further. Violet eventually made her way to the restroom where no one was around. She spent a long time standing in a cubicle, sighing deeply.

Violet softly said, Sharmaine is her love rival but Sharmaine has never loved Osmund, Violet has only been in love Osmund. "Thanks, I'll try to enjoy these quiet moments."

"You'll be alright. Just stick by my side. That night, as Violet glided down the grand stairs, she felt every single pair of eyes in that room turn toward her. The dress hugged her figure precisely, and the way Clyde's gaze softened at just the sight of her set her cheeks ablaze. "You look stunning," he said with a low bow, offering his arm. "Thanks," she mumbled, trying to ignore her fluttering chest. Mingle with the guests as they did, she couldn't help but catch the way Clyde's hand lingered on the small of her back or how his voice softened when he spoke with her. Subtle, of course, but enough to send her nerves alight. A Moment of Vulnerability Later that evening, after most of the gues

“Let me hold her, please?” I hesitated but then gently passed her over. Claire had always been careful with her. She smiled warmly and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead while Violet stared at her. The color of their eyes was nearly identical, both a beautiful shade of blue, and their blonde hair was not that different either. Violet was a carbon copy of Alaric, but one could easily mistake her for Claire’s. My heart ached. It ached because I could tell she genuinely shared a connection with Violet, yet she would go as far as betraying me. Why?

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.