Gilbert Violet Evergarden Novels & Stories

Evangeline snarled, her form beginning to blur with supernatural speed, "then no one will. I'll tear his consciousness apart before I let your pathetic garden magic undo my work." She lunged forward with inhuman velocity, her claws extended toward Iris's throat, but the network beneath the greenhouse responded to the threat with protective fury. Stone erupted from the floor in crystalline spears, each one singing with preserved voices as Eleanor's geological garden finally revealed its full defensive capabilities.

“I almost forgot. Luna Sylvia gave me this to give to you.” In her hand was a little golden name tag with “Violet” etched along the front in beautiful cursive. “A name tag?” I stated the obvious. Olive nodded, then leaned in like she was going to tell me a secret. “You see how ours is gold and how some of the other guests have silver ones?” She asked, waiting several seconds as I scanned the crowd. When I nodded, her lips thinned into a small line. “Silver means they have the rogue gene. Gold means they’re clear.”

Looking in the mirror I smirk seeing the mismatched earrings that Nova and I decided really worked well for me I think my look almost feels like a young Robert Plant was hanging out with Jack Sparrow and got some fashion tips from him, but the queer-ish pirate meets 70’s rock star vibe totally suits me. I grab my guitar and leather jacket and head out to pick Nova up. I am not surprised at how stunning Nova looks, they are always taking my breath away with their beauty and always coming up with incredible looks to wear. I am one fucking lucky guy to find someone as amazing as them. Their Abulita catches us as we are walking out the door and looks me up and down. “You better watch out, you ar

Not Aurora, someone far, far worse. Violet emerges from behind the plants and walks up to the counter. She blows out a bubble from her pink bubblegum, letting it pop right in front of Ivan's face. His jaw clenches but only a fool would call out Violet. "What do we have here?" she muses, eyeing the two of us as if she didn't just overhear everything being said. Her aura isn't as potent as Aurora's, her mates' or Logan's for that matter but it doesn't stop either of us from bending our necks towards her under her scrutinizing gaze.

8 Two days later, Violet was working in the garden. Her job for today was to pluck the weed and water the garden that was maintained well with blooming and bright flowers on Kiara's demand. They grew in the part of the garden that was visible from her window. Sighing weakly, Violet mopped the back of her wrist on her forehead. It was scorching hot today. Summers were starting to begin and the sun was showing its wrath already. Her throat was dry, her lips cracking from lack of water and her tongue felt like sandpaper in her mouth.

Shawn employed additional security guards to prevent her from escaping, and she was not allowed to leave the compound. Violet's days were spent in isolation, with no friends to play with, except for the household staff who attended to her needs. Guards followed her everywhere, even to the garden, which was her favorite place in the house. The garden was a tranquil oasis, filled with vibrant flowers that Violet lovingly watered every day. The gardener had initially tried to stop Violet from watering the flowers, fearing that Shawn would be angry. However, Violet had refused to listen, and Shawn had eventually instructed the gardener to let her do as she pleased.

Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face. "What are you doing Ez? You know the rules, your being foolish!" "I'm just changing locations Cas, relax." Violet was actually excited to play with Brandon, she was still half in shock that he had actually approached her requesting her company and even more so he actually knew her name, that meant that he had previously been aware of her at some point in time. She was even more thrilled because she happened to be quite good at beer pong, her high school party days had pretty much revolved around the sport, it was just that a popular sport played by one and all. Any opportunity to show off in front of Brandon was welcome. She only breif

your hands. In two weeks the pictures will all glow bright when the plants are fully grown. You will then warm the heart of the garden and immediately pour the pound water as before. When the glow changes from the hunter green to a lilac color. You will then go to the back door and allow yourself to be cocooned . This cocoon will include the door. You will sleep in this cocoon the whole time as it forms and when it is destroyed. I can not tell you how long that will take dear as I don't know. Have a bucket of that special water from the pond ready when the cocoon is destroyed, someone will have to throw this water on you to keep you from overheating. Jay honey I know it will be you who take

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽ A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading. "Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy. "Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange."

I proposed, trying to find a middle ground. Violet's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Deal, Mum! What can we do instead?" I pondered momentarily, contemplating an engaging activity that would channel her energy in a positive direction. "How about we create a treasure hunt in the garden? We can make maps, hide clues, and go on an adventure together," I suggested. Violet's smile widened, excitement radiating from her. "That sounds brilliant, Mum! I'll be the pirate captain, and we'll search for buried treasure!"