Elastigirl X Violet Novels & Stories

“You're all grown up.” Violet’s smile widened. She tilted her head like a smitten girl. “Yes, Xavier. We all have.” I blinked. This was not the same Violet who had tried to kill me. This was not the cold, calculating witch who dripped venom with every word. No. This Violet was soft, almost…adoring. It made me wonder how old she was during Bellum Mortis and how old she was now. Was she acting this way because she liked him? The shift was so jarring it made my skin crawl.

That night, the first sparring match was held. Violet first paired up with Alice while Ethan paired up with Stephan. Violet was not an overbearing opponent and Alice felt like it was a perfect practice match for a warm up. Moreover, Violet's fire ability was naturally against her water ability. It was good for her to practice increasing the strength of her power and withstand other's attacks.

She knew something. “Mira,” she said. “What do you mean by ‘Why would the priestess say something like that?” She shook her head like she was trying to make sense of the whole thing. “The sores could be cured with cloves and a few wild flowers. And there was no such thing as avoiding each other. Violet’s powers were obviously fighting against that.” “And that was why she was constantly weak. She was subconsciously fighting. There's just a bit of it left. And now you hate her again.” She said the last statement like it was a fact.

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.

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?”

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.