Ice Gym Leader Violet Novels & Stories

If it weren’t for the charcoal pants suit that fit her slender figure as though it had been tailored for it—which it probably had, I would’ve thought she were a model and not the Luna of an entire pack. “Ah, there she is.” Elijah’s eyes lit up as he spotted me at the other end of the table, hovering just a few feet from the doorway. When Sylvia turned to face me, he gave me a look that said he knew exactly where I had been and what I’d been up to. “Sylvia this is Violet.” “I’ve been looking forward to meeting the girl Elijah’s told me so much about, although—you’re not a girl anymore, are you?” Her eyes settled on my face, and while they were firm and assessing, I was surprised at the lack o

Oh, how many times have I wanted to use that line! The gym is up ahead and we are in the lead by a wide margin, I think we are about to win when a blur just passed us on our right and skidded to a stop right before going inside. Was that Violet? Holy crap it was, as we enter second and she is standing there with her arms crossed looking smug. I am lowered to the floor as Daren and Lily enter. “We should do this every morning, Ben.” She swings her arms around, stretching them out. “That was a good warm up.”

It was Violet. Dressed in a flowing gown that mirrored the moonlit sky, her ebony hair cascaded like a waterfall, framing her delicate features and illuminating eyes the color of twilight. In her presence, a sense of both vulnerability and fierce determination resonated—an echo of her turbulent past and her unwavering spirit.

"You've grown so elegant lately, Talia. Look at that bone structure!" I watched them from the railing, amazed at how much insincerity a human—or wolf—could stomach. These were the same women who used to whisper that Talia was a common gutter-stray. Now, they were desperate to share in her stolen glory. I had no interest in their games, but Ruby Kallis—a woman who looked like she’d been assembled by a plastic surgeon—decided to sharpen her claws on me. "Ivy? What are you doing here?" Ruby smirked, her pink maxi dress fluttering in the wind. "I didn't think you and the Yoris family were on speaking terms. Are you here to beg Blake for a second chance?"

I shout to Neil, who is also shifting, "I may be an Omega, but I'll show you that smokers and drunks like you are trash!" Zane's POV Violet's clothes crack inch by inch and she shifts into a purple-furred wolf. As an omega, she isn't small. Her size is like a normal werewolf and even looks more powerful. Her purple fur shines silvery in the sunlight, carrying a sense of sacredness and looking very beautiful. ‘Just let me take over and I can take these guys out pretty easily.’ Ziv yells. Neil is lunging at Violet but is slapped to the ground with her paw. Violet bites down hard on the bridge of Neil's nose, and red blood roams out of his wound.

I hoped if I ever met my mate that he would be kind honestly and that we wouldn't be forced to relive the story my parents lived but at the same time I accepted years ago I might never be able to meet my mate due to the life I was born into. "Hey Rouge, you hoping to be turned into a pleasure slave by one of these visiting packs?!" a voice rang out over the hall chatter. Silience followed as one of the male students I remembered seeing hanging around Liam moved towards me. He was in warrior training with him and was already said to be assaigned to one of the alpha's elliet teams as soon as he graduated. He was a senior like myself and helped with training the other younger students espically

Every head turned. Violet entered — or rather, what was left of her. Her steps were slow, unnaturally graceful. Her skin was pale as frost, veins faintly dark beneath the surface, and her eyes glowed crimson like molten glass. The air around her crackled with faint static, carrying the faint scent of decay. Eloria’s expression hardened immediately. She didn’t need to ask — she already knew. “Khaenat,” she said sharply. Violet’s lips curled into a half-smile. But the voice that came from her was not her own. “Still so perceptive, Eloria.” The tone slithered like oil.

Pulling out a folded paper from his back pocket, he read his summary and reassured himself he could do it. "It's our turn now," Vic said. "You ready?" Before he could squeeze the paper or reply her, an unfamiliar face and figure approach him out of nowhere. "Um-" "You're Alex Blue, right?" the girl in front of him spoke up. "Um, yeah?" he replied, exchanging quick glances with Victoria. "Great. Well, I was asked to give you this," she stretched her hand to give Alex a tiny envelope. Giving Victoria one final glance, he collected the envelope and mumbled a thanks.

35 Violet's face was alight with delight and excitement. It was the second time since Kiara’s birthday that she felt this cheerful— She made three new friends. They were sitting in the woods, sharing about themselves and what they liked. The guy with the tattoo on the shoulder was Soren. He owned a motorbike and had good knowledge for medicines. He promised to share with Violet the knowledge he had gained so far. Then the guy with hairy legs was Dex. He was the best in the army, and trained new soldiers. He was also Alpha Arnold's one of the favorites. Dex had the liberty to do many things without asking the Alpha. He promised to teach Violet to fight.

I didn’t see such fine daggers before; the blade looked so sharp that a single jab could easily cut the bone of anyone. With a contented smile, I answered, “Of course, I can. Will I need them in the ball?” Violet answered briefly, “Yes if needed but your main duty will be a perfect cover for Young Master.” “Cover? What do I have to do?” I asked in a puzzled tone when Violet passed me a ring with a blue gem in the middle. She explained while rotating that gem in a particular pattern, “There is the antidote for aphroditic, Maybe, you have to try some drugs as Young Master and you will join the party as their customers. Remember, you will be his sex slave and I hope that you know-”