Elastigirl X Violet Novels & Stories

It was Violet. Dressed in a flowing gown that mirrored the moonlit sky, her ebony hair cascaded like a waterfall, framing her delicate features and illuminating eyes the color of twilight. In her presence, a sense of both vulnerability and fierce determination resonated—an echo of her turbulent past and her unwavering spirit.

I was beyond confused and so was Grayson. "No! That's impossible!" Alpha exclaimed to the Luna. Getting up to join her at the bookshelf where she was looking for some book. "Will someone tell us what is going on?!" Grayson could see I was anxious and he was to. "Oh yes." The Luna stops what she was doing and looked over at me and Emma. She walked towards us and pulled up a chair next to Emma. "Emma. The reason you have this special power is because of the Violet Moon. The Violet Moon, is the one night every decade when the Moon Goddess visits her chosen one and chooses the next one. It's a way for her to see our world. A chosen one is a wolf with immense beauty. Beauty more than anyone can e

Violet pulled her hand away, the rawness of her grief making it impossible to accept comfort. “What do you know about strength?” she spat, her voice trembling with fury. “You don’t understand what it’s like to lose everything!” “No,” he replied quietly, his eyes locked onto hers. “I don’t. But I know what it’s like to lose someone you care about, to feel that emptiness inside. And I know that it’s okay to grieve. You need to let it out, Violet. You can’t bottle this up.” Violet’s heart raced, her emotions swirling in a tumultuous storm.

Violet stands up and pushes Xavier’s chest as she screams, “That is enough! Learn your fucking place, Xavier! She is higher ranked than you. She’s your damn LUNA! Get it through that tiny brain of yours and stop being a dick!” They continue on in their screaming match and they got so loud that they caught Donovan and Jack’s attention. Violet continues pushing Xavier’s chest. It was interesting to see, although she was at least a foot smaller than him, she didn’t care. She isn’t scared of him and wants to put him in his place.

But when Carissa came to train with the troops, most of them were uncooperative and looked at her with contempt. Carissa and Violet had been busy planning the training schedule these past few days, unaware of the rumors circulating among the reinforcements. Confused by the Mystic Army's lack of cooperation, Carissa paused the training and asked Bun and a few others to investigate if something had happened recently. The findings left Violet and the others fuming. "This is outrageous! I'm Violet Spencer, a lady of a prestigious family in Ebonflow and an apprentice of the renowned Inferno Guild. How dare they call me Carissa's maid?" Violet exclaimed, slamming her palm on the table.

She looks up from her table with a smile. “Ah, Violet Wolfia, glad to see you’re back,” she says and licks her finger before reaching for a paper. She has glasses and blonde hair caught in a tidy bun. Not one of those messy ones you always read about in bad romance novels. “I’ve matched you with three people. They all fit what you’re looking for, and I have their pictures right here. Curious about what their species might be?” Her words take me aback. “Umm, aren’t they all werewolves?”

"Blue is the frequency of the Earth. It is the language of the Shield. My people survived the Great Coup because we learned to turn our skin into stone. We endure. We outlast. We are the immovable object." He leaned in closer, his amber eyes searching mine with a terrifying intensity. "But violet..." He trailed his fingers down to my temple, his touch leaving a trail of fire. "Violet is the frequency of the Void. It isn't Earth, Elara. It’s the space between the atoms. It’s the energy of the Moon before it hits the atmosphere. It doesn't endure—it consumes. It doesn't protect—it unmakes." I shivered, but not from the cold. "You’re saying my magic is a predator. Even to me."

I let her body go, readying myself for the show that was about to go down. Violet stalked forward, each step that she took unnerved the bitch because she could sense the threat that was my mate. My glorious, warrior mate. I was one lucky bastard. ‘Couldn’t fucking agree more,’ Titan said with a low growl of his own but was one of pleasure instead of anger. “You dare to call my mother a whore?” Violet asked her with a calm voice that was coated with danger. Anyone with working ears could hear it. She crouched down in front of her, wings unfurling behind her. They were a lot lighter than most Fae that I had encountered, showcasing that she was powerful. Then her claws and hybrid aura came out

Elias replied, grinding his teeth now. "The mate who didn't think twice before dumping you," the rogue snorted. Elias' jaw clenched tighter. "She was put under a spell," Elias justified the deed. "Really? Was it the same witch who helped her put a spell on the beta so that she oculd be with him?" the rogue clapped back. Elias tightened his fist. "Shut up," he growled and walked off. ....... Violet woke up with a start. The flashes of her nightmare danced before her eyes, sending her heart racing.

I picked up the flower vase from the table from her window side about to enter the bathroom when I saw Violet use a wipe to clean her wrist, it revealed her tattoo, tears rolled down my eyes. I stood frozen on a spot, Violet used her hands to remove something from her ear, she is also the person with half ear, she is the person Xavier talked about the day he fell into the fire, she is the person Xavier wanted me to be careful off "Mummy I miss you when will you come," a child voice said from the other end of the phone.