Incredible 2 Violet Novels & Stories

That familiar, intoxicating scent that drove my blood wild. “I’m done, Hades,” Sierra announced proudly. “I made sure she became the most beautiful woman in the country.” I opened my eyes. Standing there in a strapless gown with a gold sequin bodice and an ivory satin skirt was Violet. Her hair fell in soft waves, her makeup minimal, yet she looked more breathtaking than any woman who could have been painted head to toe in it. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. She scratched awkwardly at the back of her head, eyes darting nervously. “Is it… good? Sierra said I looked stunning.”

“I always knew Christian would choose the right woman eventually. Oh, Christian, you’ve made the best decision for your future, for your family.” Violet’s stomach dropped. The words twisted inside her, leaving her numb and broken. Her own mother- the woman who had raised her after her real mother had died -was standing there, beaming with pride that her other daughter, Luna, had stolen her husband. She wasn’t Violet’s mother. She never had been. The betrayal, the coldness, the pure indifference of everyone around her was too much to bear.

The Lever. Isabella’s chilling offer of alliance, her words echoing through the untraceable channel, had ignited a fresh spark of hope in Violet’s desperate quest for justice. The raw pain of Vlad’s injury, a stark reminder of the pervasive reach of the unseen benefactor, demanded swift, decisive action. The dull ache in Violet’s broken finger was a constant, visceral reminder of Aurora’s brutal efficiency, yet the burning desire to fulfill her father’s intricate gambit, to dismantle powerful empires from within, pulsed with a fierce, unwavering determination. With a new, powerful ally on the horizon, Violet knew she had to secure additional resources, to confront the treacherous Diego, and

That was one of the most insane ideas she had ever heard. When Morgana was in front of her, Violet stared into her eyes, and only then she realized the purple iris was really bright, like it was shining. "Let's see how long you can take it." Morgana said and waved her hand, and Violet felt her body whirr and bump against the table. The vases and books above it fell on the floor. A few candles were blown out when Violet flew above them. "Are you really going to mess all your office just to provoke me?" Violet said with a teasing smile.

Violet made a run to escape but the man jumped in front of her. “Get out of my way.” Violet cried. But the man grabbed her arm. “Not until I have my fun.” Violet’s body surged with fury. She closed her eyes and when she opened them, they were no longer blue but silver. The man stiffened. Her aura suddenly changed. Her body went rigid as she snarled. “Then…DIE..” Violet growled and before he could react she hurled him against the tree. She heard the sounds of paws thundering against the earth behind her. She moved to run again. The man recovered and instantly yanked her back. Violet made a sound.

Violet, taken aback, found herself frozen under his piercing gaze, her lips slightly parted in shock, unable to speak. The soft yellow light shone on her head, illuminating her hair, which cascaded down and fell onto his chest. Some strands teasingly touched his neck and Adam's apple. He swallowed hard, his eyes drawn to her tender lips. He imagined they would be sweet. Yielding to this temptation, Lucius impulsively pressed his arm against her back, pulling her down. Surprised, Violet lost her balance and tumbled onto him. Before she could gather her wits, he captured her lips in a fervent kiss.

“He kissed me! It wasn’t like that! It was… I don’t even remember the context okay, there was magic, chaos and I was maybe hallucinating...” “But still!” Inara cut in, dragging her hand down her face. “Do you understand what just happened? Violet...how many Elites are we talking now?” She held up fingers. “Zyron, Zaiden, Dax, and now Riven?! RIVEN?!” I groaned. “Don’t say it like I’m catching them like Pokémon.” “You are, though!” she shrieked. “You have more mates than I have decent test scores! You’re like… the Mate Collector!”

His small body curled softly against me, warm and trusting, and I pressed my cheek lightly to the top of his head. Across the courtyard, Violet abandoned her conversation and made her way to the trays again. Her steps lost their earlier confidence. She looked over each bottle, her breath growing uneven as she searched for the one she had planted. She found it in the wrong position and froze. She whispered something under her breath, then lifted it too quickly, like she expected it to disappear from her hand.

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.

CHAPTER 41 POV Ansel seeing v walk off with Maureen sent a faint tingle to my core, “was she save”, leaving her to Maureen wasn’t the brightest of ideas but she wouldn’t let it go, being persuasive was Maureen’s super power and Violet had a pleading look almost as if she really didn’t want to be around me and so I sent her to wallow in her five minute of freedom. They had both walk pass the crowd and I could swear on how eyes perched on Violet , her large burgundy crochet top dropped over her right shoulder exposing her light pale skin while the oversized part danced along her body like she was in a run way.