Fourth Wing Fanfiction Violet And Xaden Mga Nobela at Kwento

Evander POV. I didn't like Violet high voice or attitude, but I knew it was all too much for her, she just came from the medical centre, she was sick and tired, the whole thing was overwhelming for a little thing like her. I decided to give her some time alone, she needed to calm down and think this through, I also gave Hayden an order to keep her company, when I tried to check in with him, Hayden ignored me! My own creation is ignoring me for her, when I created Hayden, I added some of me in it, the AI, holds a big portion of me in him, we even share our love to Violet.

I warned, but she kept going. “I don’t even know if this is good or bad! I mean, the man is ridiculously hot, and he actually suits you. I wanted him to be your endgame, he’s the best sex of your life, plus he brought you a truckload of flowers. Who wouldn’t want that? But now that I know he’s the dangerous Hades Sinclair, I’m not so sure anymore.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling my soul leave my body. “And yet—” she went on, smiling now. “I’m kind of happy. This could be the perfect revenge for that asshole! Violet, you literally took the phrase ‘if you cheat on me, I’ll sleep with your dad’ to a whole new level.”

Even if it was just a dream, even if it was just a kiss lasting less than a minute, it was worth it to touch Violet. _________________________________________________________________________ I woke with a start, my chest heavy and my breathing uneven. It was always the same dream, with the same beginning and same end. And every time, I woke up like this. I drew my knees up and rested my elbows on them, pressing my hands against my head while trying to regain control of reality. This had gone too far. During the year I stayed away from Violet while she was in the dungeon, and even in the months after, I had lain with other women. It wasn’t a problem for Aries to have one-night affairs; it was

Her flushed face as she tried to deep throat me yesterday flashed across my mind. "Fuck!" My fingers wrapped around the hardened organ gingerly, trying to mimick her tender hold, I groaned out as my palm came in contact with the hot veiny shaft. Violet will be the end of me for sure. My hand moved up and down with the pace increasing each time while I held the wall for support and pumped harder. Nothing feels as good as Violet's body. Every part of her was addicting, and I don't think our deal will stop anytime soon. I haven't had enough of her. I don't think I can.

Needs to feel real. Dear Violet, I start. Then stop. What do I say to that woman? The one whose world just ended? The one who thought her life was over? I start again. Dear Violet, It's me. You. Three years in the future. And I know right now you're standing in that living room thinking your life is over. Thinking you'll never breathe normally again. Thinking the pain will never end. I'm writing to tell you that you're wrong. And right. And everything in between.

Father's yell echoed through the halls, “get yourselves in order and stop the bickerings. Xenia!, No more smart comments for you or I'll have you thrown in the dungeon for the rest of your lives. Our esteemed guests shall be here any minute now. I expect you to be in your best behaviour.” I swiped away the lone tear that rolled down my cheek angrily and raised my chin defiantly, “I shall not go with the Alpha of the Silver Fang Pack.” “Yes you will. You have no choice, child.” I took a deep breath, “I am no longer a virgin, father.” Silence followed my words. Chilly deadly silence as my father slowly turned to me, his eyes wide in horror. “What did you just say?” “I am no longer a virgin, fa

A arousal of sexual tension starts to form between the two of us – and if it were not for Britney walking in on us , who knows what we should of done. “Hmmm…what’s going on here?” Our eye contact is broken , as we both turn to look at Britney with pure horror in our eyes. I quickly push my self away from him – we both stand up and dust ourselves off. “Nothing…We just tripped and fell…” I say to her nervously. “Ah huh…I heard that one before…” she rolls her eyes playfully at me , making me blush in embarrassment. “I am sorry , I do not believe that we have me before…I am Xavier” he reaches out to her , after wiping his dirty hands on his pants. She grabs hold of his hand and shakes , making s

His gaze landed on me, drenched in sweat on the bed. "She'll be fine. She can handle it." He hung up, then leaned over me. "Did you hear that? Violet's going wingsuit flying tomorrow. Get some rest. Save your strength."

A familiar feeling of dread crept up my spine. It had the same red blood stains. Stains I could still vividly remember. This was from Tristan. “You don’t want this war, Violet. You’re far too kind to want to partake in such a bloodshed.” “I also don’t want it. A part of me desperately wants you to understand that, even though you’d definitely picture me as the bad person. I don’t want you to hate me, Violet. The thought of you actually doing so breaks me in ways you don’t even understand. Which is why I decided to reach out.”

There was a light chuckle, followed by Violet's complaint delivered in a high-pitched tone, "Save your compliments. Don't act like you didn't sleep with Aurora when I was abroad the last few years." "But I feel nothing for her!" Xavier argued defensively. "I'm only dating her so I can make her pay for what she did to you. I slept with her, but only so I know how to keep myself from hurting you in bed. I only used her for practice, Violet. My love and loyalty always belonged to you!" Violet beamed as she pressed herself against Xavier's sculpted torso. "Was she really just practice to you? Do you swear you've never fallen for her?"