Fourth Wing Fanfiction Violet Hurt Novels & Stories

Violet’s POV "I'm such a fool! I couldn't even fight back to save her", that was Layla's voice, she was sobbing. Something warm was holding my right hand rather tightly as I tried to move. Everywhere hurts, especially my legs. They felt heavier. "He's a criminal! We have to report him. Why would he hurt Violet and even take her away? She... She was so... So pitiful" "Uhm..." I groaned out, my throat cracking.

She returned her gaze to him, gritting her teeth and saying, "I hate you, Daniel Collins." His eyes drew to her bloody palm and fixed on it for a moment, then he shifted his gaze back to her. His eyes were cold, even chillier than hers. "The feeling is mutual, Darling." Violet tightly gripped the blade and pulled the dagger from his chest. She was feeling pain, but did not let him see it. She did not want to look weak in front of him. A red stain appeared on her white dress as the dagger brushed against it. The dagger slowly slipped out of her wounded hand and fell to the floor, making a click in the silence.

The girls relentlessly scratched and hit her, their sharp claws tearing into her skin and ruining her clothes in the process. "Leave me alone!" Violet cried out, her hand wrapped around her chest in an attempt to cover herself, as her bra was exposed. The redhead released her hair, and Violet fell to the ground, where they began kicking her. She winced in pain and agony, feeling intense pain throughout her body. The girls showed no mercy, continuing their attack while uttering angry, barely audible words.

Cody lifted his head and looked at Violet tearfully. "Vi, are you giving up on me, too? But I still believe that true love conquers all…" Violet rubbed her temples and didn't respond. She finally understood that some people just couldn't be woken up. Once Cody, the biggest loose cannon, was dealt with, York Group finally got back on track. The damage was serious, but the foundations were still there. Violet threw herself completely into her work. Rumor had it that she'd turned into a cold, emotionless work machine, and she'd developed a serious "sweatshirt PTSD". Any time she saw a man in it, she would instinctively keep a safe distance from them.

Violet: I could see it, the confusion, the uncertainty, the pain that lingered behind those icy blue eyes. But I didn’t know what to do about any of it either. I wanted to fix his heart as badly as I wanted to destroy him for hurting me. Neither made sense… I didn’t understand why what he had said hurt me so badly, I just knew that it had. “Let’s just go back to the manor,” I grumbled, walking by them with the wait of everything between us, and the weight of the exertion it took to fight those rogues off pressing in on me.

A soft voice floated through the fog. “She’s stable, but she needs proper rest.” A cool hand pressed to my forehead. My eyes opened slowly, meeting the sharp, curious gaze of Violet, the female doctor who’d injected me with the aphrodisiac. Kieran’s voice rumbled nearby. “Will she recover from this wound?” “Yes Alpha, but she needs time to heal.” There was a silent between them. Then Kieran spoke again, growled. “She hurt herself just to stop me.” Violet lowered her voice even more. “Alpha… I think she’d rather die than be forced.”

Tears burned my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall. "I am vindictive. I am cruel. And I don’t care who judges me anymore. I don’t care if I die tomorrow. But before I go, I’ll find out who took me. Who ordered them. And I’ll end it myself." Knox’s mouth moved. But no words came. He just stared at me. "I have a crush. A stupid, long crush. On someone who doesn’t want me." I closed my eyes. "The serious yet sweet Violet died the day she realized she was fighting in the world alone." I smiled, but it didn't wrinkle the corner of my eyes.

The punches I gave him did a number on him, he looks weak and injured. Sue and Zara help him to his feet, and I realize that this scene we have caused has drawn the attention of a small crowd at the doorway. “Violet chose to have an affair with me. I gave her so many chances to fix things with you but she didn’t take any of them! She did not and still does not love you, Chris,” He says to me as my chest heaves up and down in a fast motion. Hearing this sucks and pains my heart, but I know it’s true.

When the tear rolled down our cheeks it crumbled us apart, my soul harmonized with him and at this moment I could feel nothing but his pain. We closed our eyes, not talking anymore as We both snuggled to each other more closely and we both fell asleep.... Violet POV:- Why am I caring so much? I was supposed to make his life hell not to save him.I don't know what I am thinking now. Why do I want to save him? Why does seeing him like that hurt me? I can't bear looking at him.Why is he so hurt? Why is he afraid? Why is he making me hate him? Why? Why?

Chapter 12 Alpha Kane's POV I knew she was up to no good the moment my heart felt like it would split in half. Violet from the few days that I'd known her had a few screws loose, which explained the boundaries that she crossed. But was she stabbing herself in the heart just to hurt me? It was insane but not impossible for someone who slapped the alpha to prove a point. The pain was one I couldn't ignore, not when it seemed to be dragging me closer to my maker by the second. I would be dead and I wouldn't even know how, so I got up to my feet and went after her.