Romans & histoires Grace Violet Blood

She had such a unique hand writing. My letter from my grandmother reads: My Dearest Violet, I wrote this letter to you to explain things to you that you will need to know once you turn sixteen that I know I can't explain out loud without sobbing greatly. Sweetheart if you have received this letter not by my hand that means I have passed before your sixteenth birthday and I won’t be able to answer any questions you have. Honey right now you are just a mere baby and your father has already left. By now you must have realized that I am not your mother's mom but your father's mom. First I need to tell you that your father didn't just up and leave y'all behind. He loved your mother and you very m

Violet stood up from the bed, her body shaking slightly as she turned around in style as her mom and sister continued praising her. Violet is a tall and slim girl who doesn't look like she eats, whereas she takes in food meant for a grown man. She has multi-colored hair that's wavy at the top but straight at the end. Her eyes were grayish, and she had the fierce temper of a tiger, which gave her the nickname Tiger.

Lathering my hair with Scents of rose and lavender, I hummed as the warm water hit my skin. Massaging my body once more, I winced as I pressed at the bruised parts of me. Rinsing all of the soap from my hair and body, I then rung out any extra water from my waves before stepping out. Grabbing a towel from one of the bamboo racks, I gently patted myself dry, making sure not to irritate my sensitive skin. Loosely wrapping the towel around my body, I walked over to the vanity and picked up a tube of aloe vera Alex had set out and rubbed it over my wrists as well as any. other open cuts, soothing them almost immediately.

Kevin's moves were watched very seriously by Pine. "This—" said Pine which Kevin immediately agreed before she could finish her sentence. "Yes, this is blood," said Kevin. Pine brought her face closer to see the blood in the grail. Without hesitation, this woman reached out her hand and grabbed the grail. "This blood is the blood of every clan leader, which are Haltz, Raltz, and Waltz," Kevin continued. *** Pine had left, and now in the room, there were only two vampires who were talking intensely. The Bloody Grail itself was still on the table and the two vampires were discussing the matter regarding the Grail.

Emma The sharp crunch of glass under heels was the only sound in the sudden stillness of the lobby. Everyone froze, All eyes were on a slender lady who walked in, long legs, a black dress that hugged her body, walking over the shattered glass as if it were rose petals. She ignored the debris, her eyes—a luminous, unnatural violet—fixed on Doc. Her presence was a cold shock in the room, like a window thrown open in a morgue. “Raven, what are you doing here?” I asked.

i replied back, From behind me came an aura, powerful dominant and strong, being of alpha blood, it did not affect me as much, but it was there, “Please be assured miss salvatore, you are more than welcome to my pack at anytime, and i would like you to join the Pack as a high valued guest, You would be more than welcomed at any given time” He said back, with a charming low voice, man was tall, really tall, handsome and blond, blond hair and great greenish brown eyes, he extended his hand to me and I took it in, he was strong, my eyes shifted as we hand shaken and his eyes mirroring mine, shifting to a gray blue color, beautiful and strong, no words can describe them but that.

I had completely forgotten about Jason asking me to come to his football game, and thinking about it, that was the only way to thank him. Right after the lecture, I was hurrying out of the class. However, right as I made a move out of the door, Virginia, a girl who usually sat close to me or at least near me held on to my hand, stopping me. She had huge round red rimmed glasses, and if that wasn't nerdy enough, she was the shortest girl I'd ever met, reaching just around my chest. She had straight brown shoulder length hair that looked like and actually matched her boring exterior, and her eyes...even her brown eyes were dull.

When Ava saw her cousin and her spirit almost left her body, but she tried to put herself together. Violet's eyes softened and she saw Ava, her lips curled into a genuine but weak smile, Violet's skin was looking pale, which happens when people stay in prison but she hasn't been here up to a month and she's already looking this terrible, it raised concern in Ava's heart, her mouth was bruised, her skin had tiny tiny cut like she was in a fight or something. She sat opposite them and picked the communication telephone, “Hi,” she said with her smile still on.

Violet was already crawling through shattered leaves and ash, her eyes frantically scanning the darkness. “Rhea? RH—” Kael found her. She was standing. Unmoving. Right where the shockwave had thrown her. Her head hung slightly forward, platinum curls drifting slowly in the unnatural breeze. The faint crimson marks along her skin pulsed once… twice… three times… Then faded into a pale glow beneath her skin. “Rhea?” Violet repeated, softer now, afraid. Marek staggered up beside Kael, blood running down his temple. “Something’s wrong…”

I almost mirrored him until Ivy lifted her head. I exhaled sharply, grounding myself before I turned toward Ivy. She still hadn’t moved. She stood in the echo of the altar, arms crossed over her chest, chin tilted downward. But her body vibrated with tension. “Ivy,” I said softly. That broke her. Her head snapped up, eyes locking with mine, and for a heartbeat, just one flicker in the wavering light, I saw it. Violet. Not her usual warm brown or the wolf’s amber. But violet fire, glowing from deep within her irises before fading back into mortal color.