Clementine X Violet Novels & Stories

She used her power to shrink the corpses of the minotaurs that she killed, then put them in a jar. In a blink of an eye, she’s now in front of us. “Clementine… you’re not planning to revive those, aren’t you?” Leo asked who’s also with us now. Since when did he get here? “Hmm…. Maybe yes, maybe not,” Lady Clementine said, then smirked. “Are you serious? Don’t tell me that you’re going to use that in one of our rooms?” Prince Leo asked him and Lady Clementine answered him with a smile.

Noah stammered, his scent souring with fear. “I invited her,” Chloe interrupted. Her crimson lipstick looked like fresh blood, and she had wrapped a matching silk ribbon into a perfect bow over the silver-blade scar on her wrist. At nearly six feet tall, she looked every bit the high-born Kinton heir. “Chloe, leave her out of our pack politics,” Noah hissed, trying to grab my hand. “Is this the Ryder Global mess hall, Noah? The meat looks exquisite,” I said, stepping back so his fingers missed my skin.

Although Mila had told her that the pack members rarely entered the garden, she still had to take precautions in case people like Jenedeith sauntered in. The thought of that rude woman made her blood boil. She recalled the way she treated Mila, called her slave and insulted her. Then she was Xavier's mistress meaning she'd be here regularly. Violet sat beside a beautiful red rose bush, and bringing her knees up, she leaned close and enjoyed the sweet scent of the flowers. She slowly traced their little buds and stem, then hissed quietly when something pricked her finger and she just starting to suck on it when a small growl froze her.

They looked each other in the eyes. Violet Fisher appeared slender, funny and beautiful. She has freckles and dimples in her face. She is light skinned and tall. Her skin is so smooth and delicate, a clear sign of indoor and luxurious living. Violet was as pretty as Clementine, maybe prettier. "Thinking what am thinking now?" Violet say with a very heavy and shaky voice. "I dunno, am not sure but yeah maybe" Violet turned the music on, and Clementine turned the AC on as well. They wind up, and Violet took her shirt off.

your hands. In two weeks the pictures will all glow bright when the plants are fully grown. You will then warm the heart of the garden and immediately pour the pound water as before. When the glow changes from the hunter green to a lilac color. You will then go to the back door and allow yourself to be cocooned . This cocoon will include the door. You will sleep in this cocoon the whole time as it forms and when it is destroyed. I can not tell you how long that will take dear as I don't know. Have a bucket of that special water from the pond ready when the cocoon is destroyed, someone will have to throw this water on you to keep you from overheating. Jay honey I know it will be you who take

“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?

EVE I'm awoken by the noise of someone trying to buzz into the front gate. To my surprise, it's Alex's driver, Julien. I haven't seen or spoken to him since he came to pick Alex up the morning he left for Avignon. We are only acquaintances but it is nice to see another familiar face. I speak to him briefly over the intercom and allow him to drive up to the house. Making my way down the stairs, I pull a sweater fromn the couch and wrap

It was just that they simply weren't meant to be back then. Violet got up from the couch, moving deliberately to stand before Xavier. Her gaze settled on his Adam's apple, then drifted downward. Her voice was as soft as a caress, mirroring her gaze as she said, "You're even more captivating than before, Xavier. I genuinely want to experience your present essence; that mature essence must be intensely tempting." She then raised her hand, making a bold move to touch Xavier's neck. It was, however, instantly seized, then flung violently aside, accompanied by Xavier's dismissive scoff—a sound laced with utter contempt.

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.

I wouldn’t put it past the little cow. Violet averts her gaze back to Xander and strokes his head with her good hand. Yuck watching them makes me want to heave, you can tell she wants him as her man. She’s so desperate she’s gone to the extent of running a blade down her wrist. “Of course I want to live, Xander. I want to be friends with you and enjoy life with you forever. It was a silly accident, I didn’t even think properly what I was doing.”