Lara Violetta Novels & Stories

Ezekiel said as he finally waved to me to come over to the podium. Everyone rose to their feet as they gave a loud applause while I walked anxiously towards the podium. I made it quick enough to cut short the anxiety, and I grabbed the microphone quickly, laughing it off whenever anxiety tried to take control of my chest. "Thank you for being here today. My name is Violet and I'm the new Luna of this pack. I expect to make amends for the lack of feminine warriors and to safeguard the rear border of the pack where rogues have more chances to get in," I said and lowered my head as I dropped the microphone and walked away while they all celebrated my speech.

“Do you know who they are to me? Do you know what I am?” Of course I know,” Rochwall confirmed, stepping closer. He closed his eyes as he took a breath, then opened them again, eyeing me with a burning gaze. “You are the little girl I once held in my arms and vowed to protect but I failed to protect you…all of us did.” “Y-Yes?” I gulped, waiting for more. “Your name is Violet. The daughter of Adelaide and Alaric. Witch, princess, child of blood, and heir to the Common Lands.”

It was amusing how I managed to still keep a cool front despite how hard my heart was pounding in my chest. How did he know all of this? “You’re wondering how I know this?” He chuckled. “Give me a break, Violet. Lucian pops out of nowhere with a woman he’d apparently been courting and wants to make his Luna. Zero affiliations with the pack whatsoever. No position or lineage of advantage. What a joke.” I felt my anger rise to the surface instantly. Without giving it a second thought, I wrung my hand out of his grip. “I am Violet Moore, Luna of Dark Moon Pack. You’ll either regard and address me with respect or keep your mouth shut from now.”

“And I ended up hungry, so I decided to have breakfast here to get to know a bit of the rest of my new pack.” I walked to the chair Diana had pulled out for me to sit. I noticed the four people present besides Roamur exchange glances, as if trying to figure out how they should react. “So,” I said, smiling at them. “Nice to meet you. I am Violet Karin, Rayan’s Luna.” “Nice to meet you, Violet,” the middle-aged woman with a white bob on the other side of the table said. “My name is Aurora, I am Orion’s mate, the Alpha’s counselor.” She gestured toward the older man, who nodded and bowed his head in my direction.

I stammer, heaving. Please don't, I am nothing special, just Violet, a suicidal woman, a sad pathetic mess, a lying mess, a stupid mess, a mess that is riddles in panic attacks, Celia doesn't have to carry the burden of carrying my name, she is innocent and I will taint her. "I am sorry, Lia, I have to go." I say, getting up, ending the call, then run, I run as fast as I can. I run faster in hopes that I will be able to outrun the fact that I do not want Celia and Blu having my name because I might not be there to watch them grow, it will really suck having a dead woman's name.

That's because the response was a voice that did not come from them. "What? Don't be startled; I just wanted to thank you for agreeing to pair with me." Zamonte said, leaning against the wall by Ravyn's room window with a cheerful expression. Ravyn quickly flashed her information screen and turned to look. [All Stars Trainee Profile Alias: Lavender Rankings: #98>>#27 Suits: Club, Diamond, Heart, Spade (Complete) Status: Paired (Partner: Zamonte)]

he asked. Lara tried to resist, but she was too weak to fight the evil that was controlling her. While she had gained a reputation as a playgirl, she had never permitted anyone to touch her; that was the only memory she held onto. Lara's mind screamed in protest, but her body moved towards his touch on its own. She felt tears roll down her face as she realized she had no power. The confident woman she used to be was now controlled like a puppet by Lord Draven's magic.

she grabbed the bottle of chartreuse, Nicolas snorting next to her as she emptied the rest into her glass. "Then, I found myself envisioning what it'd look like if you just took my spot instead. Reason being, you, my love, have shown yourself as worthy, and I... just really need a fucking break." She circles the rim of her glass with a finger. "All I know is I've got a plane ticket booked next week and a visa to New Zealand." She looks at me, a tinge of what might be worrying, maybe even doubt in her face. I shake my head, shutting down any reservations she might be feeling.

Even though it was in the middle of summer tonight was a cold and stormy night. Her mother was having to work late tonight and her step-father just walked in the door with her half sisters. She knew she had to hide. If he found her it would be another long terrible night. She couldn't take another long, crazy, painful, horrible night. She has had enough pain. She shouldn't have to endure this anymore. She should be allowed to leave and move on from this. She needs to live her own life for herself. She needs and wants to be free. She was going to find a way out one way or another. It's time for her freedom even if she has to take it by force. I am her, and she is me. My name is Violet, and th

As usual, she has remembered that my favourite cuisine is Eastern cuisine. “She’s changed,” I reveal to her as I finish the last spoonful of rice. “Arabelle?” Lara smirks, tousling her dark reddish-brown hair. Her hair is a little wavy at the ends, a natural characteristic of the vampiric race in her world. “You too, have changed, haven’t you?”