Grace Violet Blood Novels & Stories

For Violet. Always.

Their family was on the brink of bankruptcy. Meanwhile, Chase's mini-empire was also crumbling due to his feud with our family. Lucille still brought him back to the Gervais family. When her father saw him, I heard he immediately shot him in the chest. His injury was way worse this time. Due to overwhelming grief, Lucille lost a lot of blood during childbirth, and her baby didn't survive. In the aftermath of such sorrow, the Gervais family took their anger out on Chase. I heard he was taken back to the Gervais family and severely beaten. In the end, he succumbed to his fatal injuries.

From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed. *** Lorel Unbelievable!!! What will cost him to tell me the reason why I became a target of the Vampire Prince? Vampire Prince…. Is that even real? Do they even exist? I find everything he just told me difficult to believe. I mean who would believe such a thing. If I hadn’t seen him in his Lycan form, I would have thought he was insane. “You are back.” I heard my mum’s voice as I entered our family’s house thereby drawing me out of my thoughts.

insulted, V tried to act threatening but was failed by the unforgiving wound on his belly. "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am giving you the truth," she began pacing toward them. "What are you doing?" confronted Marco, but now, fear was in his voice. "Drink that," she said coldly while handing a glass of some sort of weird-looking fluid in it to V. "You're not yet healed and you shouldn't be out of your bed yet. Don't worry, it's not a poison, not a love potion either. You need this to make your recovery fast."

Alex: I appreciate your gesture but no thanks. Alex: I'll be coming with Victoria so you don't have to bother. SEBASTIAN KEATES: Doesn't Victoria like leave here? SEBASTIAN KEATES: How are you guys coming together then? SEBASTIAN KEATES: Do you mean like, coming with her a date? "Alex! There you are!" Alex quickly slid his phone down his pocket as he spotted Victoria walking out of the house. She waved at him and he immediately mirrored her actions, walking towards her. She was dressed in a tight mini black gown, had her hair tied up in a bun and had light make-up on.

"Rich. Potent." ‎"It has high reactivity," Dr. Aris noted, finally pulling the needle out. He pressed a cotton ball to the puncture wound, but he didn't tape it immediately. He held the vial up to the light. "See the separation? The plasma is denser than standard Beta blood. Even denser than most Alphas." ‎ ‎"Because of her mother," Magnus said, a dark satisfaction in his tone. "The Violet Gene." ‎ ‎"Perhaps," Aris said carefully. He placed the vials into a cooling rack inside his metal case. "I will run the preliminary tests immediately. If the markers match the profile, we can begin the extraction protocols after the wedding."

Almost black, like… “Noah!” I gasped, my first instinct being to pull him even closer, to protect him. “What…?” Violet looked at the floor covered in her blood, her gaze shifting from hateful to terrified “Why…?” Her voice wavered, almost like that of a frightened child, as she looked at her own hands, still covered by gloves.

As always, everything to the boy with the burgundy hair… seemed too obvious. "Very little...I just remember decorating some flowers and colors" she felt frustrated to admit. "Hum..., well, violet has that meaning, it represents shyness and hesitation too, and depending on where you look, it also represents loyalty." "Nice…" those irises that resembled cut amethysts flickered, as for some reason...it looked interesting to know, to memorize. "Yes, and again, it suits you," he repeated, placing his hand in front of his face, only to stare at her.

"It was a betterment." "Great," Sir Jason said, before finally destroying the stone. "Let's finish this then.", upon its destruction, Violet seemed to awaken from her trance, and the color slowly returned to her cheeks. Miraculously, she had been restored to full health and she opened her eyes. Violet slowly opened her eyes, and Zack found himself captivated. The most beautiful eyes he had ever seen—a soft, silvery grey, like moonlight reflected on still water—stared back at him from beneath heavy lids. But something was missing. Though her eyelids fluttered and her gaze briefly met his, her eyes lacked the spark of recognition. For a brief second, it almost felt like they were staring throu