Novel & Cerita Idv Violetta

I walked closer to the doors, trying to decide what to do. “Ah- You've arrived! I hope I did not keep you waiting too long, Violet.” A soft voice said from behind me. I turned quickly and immediately knew who she was. Lizette really was the spitting image of Melissa. She smiled warmly, walking up to me. “Delia and I have talked so much about you- I've never met a Violet until now.” Melissa mused looking me over. She wore an ivory colored dress and black sandals. “A Violet?” I asked curiously. What is she talking about​?

Scarlette said with a curtsey. "How did I not see any of this and yet I was working on the same wedding event?" "It's called divide and conquer!" Violet shrieked. She was the prettiest among them being a walking doll and all. As usual, she was bathed in white and violet. I think she's the main flower bride. ‘Divide and conquer? That means that we don't know where the real venue is,’ ‘What a beautiful waste of money,’ ‘Just shut up and go with it,’ Zinnia huffed.

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.

He said as he left. Raymond POV:- I came home too tired to do anything, but I know if I refuse to come Violet's gonna be sad. Besides, her anger is gonna make me exhausted. I sighed as I entered our room. Thinking of an excuse. I looked up and saw Violet in a Blue dress that was above her knees. Adorn with white beads, with flats. She was looking really pretty. Her hair is tied in a side ponytail. She turned around and smiled. She looked so pure and innocent. Her cuteness is on another level. She walked toward me and said,

I snorted and looked at him like he was a fucking idiot. “If you have to ask that question then you haven’t tried it out. You should so that you know how unremarkable her pussy actually is. It’s nothing that you can’t get on any corner. I have to close my eyes just to come. If you take it for a spin and don’t agree with me then I’ve got a grand with your name on it. Violet will never be associated with the Vittori name.”

Once I finished my business and headed back to the small room, I slipped my old clothes from my body, wondering if I would ever see them again. The outfit they provided was identical to Camille and Helena's. The t-shirt was a fabric I had never felt before, both soft and strong. The white fabric clung to me, the perfect size in comparison to all my thrift-store clothes. The pants were the same material, lavender in color and impossibly soft. I placed the slippers on my feet, running my toes over the plush fur. I noticed the symbol for Iridian on the back of the hair brush, a slim crescent moon with two stars, deep purple in color. Once my fire kissed hair was smooth down my back, I stepped o

my voice was barely above a whisper. “Oh, no. You're not.” Violetta walked confidently into the room, crossing her legs like she was on a runway. “Buried in you is the continuity of Hellbound pack’s royalty. You can't be selfish,” I was taken aback by her concern. ‘Since when did Violetta start caring?’ “Get the Luna, a steamy cup of beverage, native pasta with shrimps and a fruit platter,” I heard the orders she gave to Nicolle, which she immediately rushed to complete, but I was hung on the part where she called me Luna.

I just hope the outcome would be good. I stood and waited on the landing outside her room, Devin in my arms. The little devil is beginning to doze in my arms. Shame he didn’t choose to sleep at night! Before I know it, Violet is stepping from her room. Her long flame red, auburn hair, pulled back into a high pony tail, showing off her beautifully pale skin as well as the delicate features of her face. This girl has cheekbones you could slice cheese on! Not jealous at all! She was dressed in a simple pair of skinny jeans and a black tank top, paired with some chunky black boots. I will make sure my feet stay away from hers today or I will end up with some broken toes!

Violet, who had left in her car, did not expect to meet Isabelle instead of the Demon King. Isabelle, clad in a Prada suit, had driven all the way here to block her way. Violet couldn't have noticed that Isabelle was three months pregnant if not for her slightly bulging belly. "Violet, where are you running off to with the family crest?" Isabelle slowly stepped out of her sports car, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips. Violet's expression darkened at Isabelle's accusation—she did not have the Whites' family crest. "What do you want?" Violet quickly got out of the car. Her fists clenched as she stared icily at Isabelle.