Clementine X Violet Novels & Stories

Violet lit a jar of scented candles, the space became full of life, the scent of flowers wafted in the space. "Thank." Sharmaine spoke up, she was a little shy. "It's me, the clothes on you are changed by me." Violet smiled, she sat across from Sharmaine. "Thank." Sharmaine smiles, she always seems close and close to everyone, whether it's Osmund, Violet or Maki, she always has an attitude that makes them fall in love. Violet poured water and gave it to Sharmaine: "Sharmaine, I'm a doctor, I want to ask you about something, I hope you will answer honestly."

First it was that Clara’s useless mother, Scarlet and now it is her no good sister, Violet. “Hello.” Violet greeted. She had been wondering who this lady was but she couldn’t tell who she was, yet they both stopped walking and just looked at each other. She could tell from the way Kimora was looking at her, that the woman hated her. She had no intentions of creating havoc on the first day so she walked away, leaving Kimora standing there. Her thoughts at the moment was just on studying the house scape. If she thought of it right, the right side of this house was kind of concentric, like there was a particular centre. If the house in general turns out to be concentric then that will be a good

When she saw Whitney, the two exchanged a knowing glance. "Carl, I've brought you two bottles of fine wine. It's the Romanée-Conti red wine!" Elle's voice was soft and gentle. Violet was more interested in this than Carl. One of Violet's biggest hobbies was wine tasting, and she had only seen the top-notch Romanée Conti red wine on TV. Now that two bottles were right in front of her, she was practically itching to pour herself a glass and take a hearty sip. Whitney noticed Violet's eager expression. She hoped that her mother would love the birthday gift she had prepared for her.

The house only had wooden chairs without anything else. Violet was tied to the chair with her mouth taped. She was glad when she saw that her body was okay with no wounds. At least the bastard knew how to keep his words. "Just right on time, looks like she is very important to you," "My my my, look who finally showed up. Didn't you miss your dad? Come on and give your daddy a big hug. It's been so many years," Clement said immediately Cindy walked inside the house. "Let her go. I'm the one you want and not her," Cindy ignored his words and went straight to the point without beating around the bush. She had to get Violet out of here, she thought.

the old man girl asked. Isabelle felt her tongue go numb as she was about to answer. "Violet is in the Scarlet Claw pack. The pack is led by Alpha Xander. He's a nice guy" "Is Violet all right?" Theo asked Isabelle nodded slowly "yes. I met her first and she looks fine" "I want to meet her" Ronald insisted "no dad. Not the right time" "why?" "Because Violet is with her mate right now. Alpha Xander won't let her go I'm sure. Is it Isa?"

Vinca had painstakingly created this fragrance and it was for her personal use and refused to produce it for sale. The scent created from lavender, Bradford pear tree, and rosemary had taken Vinca months to perfect. She had refused to mass-produce the scent because she wanted something unique for herself. Damont was lost in the past when Ana swaggered in. She knew that look. Damont had it every time he thought about that bitch. How was it possible that whatever she did, he still thought about her? "Mmhh, what's on your mind honey?" Damont was sharply brought back to the present with that screech. He cringed and looked up.

He had seen their staring too. “Oh—no, no, we’re just curious,” Claire said quickly, still smiling. “You haven’t introduced her yet. Is she… a relative of a friend, perhaps?” Josef arched a brow and delivered a brisk round of introductions. When he reached Violet: “This is Violet. Edward’s new apprentice. Clear?” Violet? Claire repeated the name silently. Familiar. Uncomfortably familiar. But afraid she was imagining things, she slipped a hand into her pocket and drew out her phone—about to message her assistant to run a search—

" V asked seriously. "The Malignobons will be able to find me, and right now, I am sure they are already using the zest that I had used last night as a sign that they are to follow to find me. But if you will let me stay in your home while I'm still searching for the Vermilion, the sign will eventually vanish." Nobody talked for a moment as V and Ligaya stared at each other, weighing the situation.

I shout to Neil, who is also shifting, "I may be an Omega, but I'll show you that smokers and drunks like you are trash!" Zane's POV Violet's clothes crack inch by inch and she shifts into a purple-furred wolf. As an omega, she isn't small. Her size is like a normal werewolf and even looks more powerful. Her purple fur shines silvery in the sunlight, carrying a sense of sacredness and looking very beautiful. ‘Just let me take over and I can take these guys out pretty easily.’ Ziv yells. Neil is lunging at Violet but is slapped to the ground with her paw. Violet bites down hard on the bridge of Neil's nose, and red blood roams out of his wound.

When I wear it, I'm looking at me again, turning around to bend so I can see how short the skirt really looks before I see the door open from the mirror and Caramel walks in "Vanilla, I—" He freezes as I stand erect as well, trying to adjust my jacket. Honestly, this would probably be the third time he's seeing me in a perverted way. Though I must admit it's kind of cute the fact he makes when that happens "Yeah, I know you didn't see anything" Caramel blushes again and I am absolutely surprised at how much they do that as I walk to him, ruffling his hair "Hi, Pumpkin" For the first time, he looks me in the eyes, his voice in a soft whisper as he says "I really can't afford to have rough ha