Is Violet's Tale A True Story Novels & Stories

Violetta pauses. “With all due respect ma’am, I don’t intend to hurt Nova and if you are thinking of telling me their sex I already have my suspicions and I do not care what sex they are. I am immensely attracted to them, but even more so in love with them.” I sigh then under my breath “Cade and Gina are right I just needed to admit it to myself.” “Good! Because Nova doesn’t deserve the hate that they sometimes receive least of all from someone who should be showing them affection!” She pins me with her eyes and I feel like there is more to this that she is not about to tell me.

All that she went through, All those moments in which she laughed and cried, ..Just a dream. She tries to combat the seething avalanche of tears that have been building up: "What do I expect?" Her story.. It was a tale of a villainess, overall. Villains don't have happy endings. An emotional exhaustion overwhelms her. Her throat holds back something between a sob and a shout. Then suddenly, she feels something sharp pressed against her leg, under the white sheets. When she reaches under to grab the item, her eyes widen.

“That’s a lie, and we both know it. You feel something for me, and if you just give in, I promise you that there will be a mate bond.” Give in? I stutter, my mind reeling. “Give in? To what, exactly?” I try to push back, to regain some semblance of control over the situation. The amusement that had been twinkling in his eyes moments ago is gone now, replaced by a serious, almost pleading look. “To me, Violet,” he says softly. “Give in to how you feel about me. Give in to us.” “But,” I begin hesitantly, my voice barely more than a whisper, “all the lies...the secrets...”

Violet threw her cigarette to the floor. "Why are you doing this!" I yelled at her. "Let me tell you a little story, Your father had a childhood sweetheart who was my mother, while dating her, another woman fell for him and wanted to marry him, in a drunken mistake he got that woman pregnant, that is your mother, our grandfather accepted her since she was the only daughter of a renowned businessman and never accepted my mother because she was his driver's daughter," Violet laughed, I could hear the hurt and pain in her voice.

he admitted. “There’s a conspiracy,” Violet said sharply. “And I want the best lawyer in this country—you—to help me not only fight but win.” The man leaned back, a spark of intrigue lighting his eyes. “I love an interesting case, Miss Wells,” he said, his lips curving into a smile. “And yours is above the roof.”

Violet says, and when I look at her, I realise that she says nothing but the truth. “I didn't know about my healing powers until the physician told the story,” Violet explains as she stares into the distance. “The physician had little faith in the authenticity of his own story, but we had exhausted all other options, and we needed you to stay alive for the sake of your people.” Violet turns to look out at me, her eyes filled with sadness and determination. “I needed you to stay alive for me, so I did what I had to.”

Violet yelled at her. “What are you talking about?” Dennis looked around and saw the green haired girl. “Tamara! Tamara, come here! Tell me who gave you Delilah’s story.” “It was Tamara. I did it because I loved good gossip and one was being handed to me for free.” Tamara said and Violet’s face went sheet white. “You whore! You went and told him!” Violet said with range, unknowingly confirming what Dennis and Tamara had just said. “Okay, but I didn’t have a hand in her disappearance.” Violet said.

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

Here's your breakfast, eat up before they get cold" she said happily, thank you we all said, just then she was about to open the windows, I vamp sped towards her and held her hands "How did you do that she asked surprised" I was about to compel her but I asked myself "what's the need of compelling her? I told her the truth about us being vampires of centuries from Transylvania "Wow, are you really serious, I have been doing research on them but all my efforts were in vein, you are allergic to sunlight and garlic bulbs right and mostly feed on human blood and can't resist feeding on them right, I hope you don't feast on us" she said giggling

“Yet i’m pulled back to it, i’m caught right in the middle of it.” “I know and i’m sorry Violet. I really didn’t want any of this to happen, not like this.” ……………………………………………………………………… Violet POV Should i believe anything to come out from her mouth? She had lied to me about a lot of things and I doubted everything she had told me in the past few years. The painting was of my great grandmother, and Jim was my mother's long lost friend. What about the werewolves? Jim? Did she know about Jim’s type too?