Clementine X Violet Novels & Stories

Sean and Martin both glared down at him, offended. Just then, a sweet fragrance filled the air, and in the next moment, Violet stepped into his line of vision. She hadn’t changed a bit. Her fiery red hair was coiled into a loose bun with loose soft tendrils caressing her cheek and sawn-like neck. Her violet eyes were wide and luminous, vast enough to hold a world of secrets, dreams, and magic. And the curve of her red lips, delicate and full, reminded him of blooming rose petals.

Vincenzo's POV For the past month and one week I've been speaking with Violet's Mom on her behalf, with the identity of being her driver that was the lie I used, and the few times I talked to her I could tell where Violet got her sweetness from. Her mom was nice to me not even knowing who the fuck I was, I see Violet's smile on her face whenever she smiled at me, and when I remember all the things I've done to her family I hate myself.

I said as I lifted her in bridal style. "What are you doing?" She flailed her hands in the air, hitting my face. "You." I glared at her and she paused all movements. "What? This is kidnap and I'm going to scream if you don't let me down," she stuck her tongue out. This was no time to throw tantrums. "Rest for now, Violet. You're going to need the strength later," I said as I threw her over my shoulder and sprint my way in the direction I followed although I ensured to not take the same path as that could spread our scents and throw them off.

Selena glared at Violet, trying to hurt her while pulling her hand out of her grip. But it went in vain because Violet turned out more powerful. Her magic didn't work on her at all. "You forgot who my mate is, witch," she murmured, and her eyes turned cold. She lifted her other hand and pulled out her hairpin from her hair. Leo's eyes widened as he recalled last night. "Selena, move—" Before he could warn Selena, Violet hand already pierced the pin on Selena's neck.

The letter was already in my room when I lit the candle. I hadn’t heard a knock. One moment I was alone with the rain against the window; the next, an envelope waited on my desk as if it had grown there. Black wax, sealed with a crest of two ravens circling a red moon. My name—Miss Evelyn Blackthorne—written in a hand that knew too much about me. I broke the seal. You seek truths the living won’t name. Come to Whitestone Castle before the full moon wanes. At the foot of the Carpathians you will be met. The road is long. The night longer.

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.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

It was an action that only fed into the affectionate grunge to the pair and the room around them; a grime of all love-y and all sappy, all sexy and all rough. "Get off, I have a little more work I have to do," Genevieve's coy smirk only grew as she reached behind herself, pushing the lid of the laptop closed in the absence of her gaze, movements slow, eyes daring.

Celeste A ripple passed through the onlookers, faint but undeniable. Some tilted their heads with newfound curiosity, others exchanged quiet glances that carried more questions than answers. The whispers hadn’t stopped, but their tone had shifted—less dismissive, more intrigued. Violet’s smile stretched tighter, the kind that didn’t reach her eyes. She lifted her glass delicately, swirling the champagne as though nothing had touched her composure. “How… admirable,” she drawled, her gaze flicking over me like I was a piece of furniture she was trying to price. “I suppose every successful man needs a capable assistant.”