Lara Violetta Novels & Stories

I find Lucas at a stand up table with two glasses of champagne on top and set the plate with the food down. “Uh oh. Here comes Queen Bitch and her crew. Just smile and act nice,” Lucas says as I see a group of people about our age coming our way. The girl at the front in an extremely tight and short yellow dress says, “Lucas, hi.” “Hello Cara.” “Aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend here?” “Yes of course, this is Violet, Heather Owen’s daughter.”

For Violet. Always.

“We’re meeting up with Theo, Connor, Selene … and maybe Tio if Finn lets him breathe after that meeting.” Aria laughed, not realizing how her pulse quickened at his name. “Nothing serious,” Lila added, pretending not to notice the faint blush on her friend’s face. “Just a pack run. Moon’s bright tonight. You’ll love it.” Her stomach fluttered. It had been so long since Violet stirred. Since she’d felt that pulse inside her chest, the one that wasn’t fully her. “I’m in,” she said before she could overthink it. Lila’s grin widened. “I knew it. Wear something easy to slip out of.”

So when Marina returned when Declan stayed with her for three consecutive days and his aura finally softened Violeta wavered. She was no longer willing to tear them apart. And so, she turned her claws toward Zara instead. “Zara,” Violeta said finally, her tone shifting into false benevolence, “as his mother, I am willing to support you.” Zara knew better than to believe that lie. “But you must remain vigilant,” Violeta continued. “If you fail to hold your position, don’t blame me when your status as Luna Jordan disappears.” The call ended abruptly. No chance to respond. No room for rebuttal.

"Tell me everything that you know." Violet is visibly shaking in the corner of the cottage. Her little legs are bouncing up and down as she tries to formulate sentences. "I don't know. It is different this time. She has never come asking about specific people before." "And she came specifically asking for Natalia and Margaret?" Victor asks and Violet nods her head once before looking down at her hands. "Who is your sister?" I cannot help but to interrupt their conversation. "Larissa," Violet says quietly. "She is a servant under the King."

She took her car door from Azariah's hand and closed it, taking a smooth step letting her Teal colors knee length gown catch in the night air that didn't exist till now and rested her back on the car, Lara looked with a glint in her eyes and a smile on her lips, looking at Amy before looking at him in front of her. "Lara…behave," Azariah warned in a playful defensive voice. She didn't know if to be worried or actually chuckle awkwardly with him. "We can talk business later cousin, now let's talk about this pretty angel in front of us here, you haven't brought anyone here since who??...Chris??" Lara walked towards her graciously, and every step she took screamed Gal Gadot and she couldn't hel

"Zain!" "I told you, he can't hear you. There's no use knocking," Larissa explained blankly, stopping a few feet before Violet. "Why? "I cast silencers around this room," Larissa responded casually like she was being asked about the weather. "Who are you?" Violet asked, body still pressed against the door. "My name is Larissa. I'm a witch and you're a human." Violet frowned at the way she had said human, as if it were a terrible thing. She felt like she had degraded her or concluded that she wasn't worthy because she was a human.

They don’t deserve you, love. “Everyone! Out!” Lola gave the superior command to the Omega staff in the kitchen, and I felt Zara walking away with a little hesitation. “What did I do to you?” I asked Lola in a weak voice. My cheek which was resting on the kitchen floor had gone numb. “Nothing! It's just your existence,” I felt her crouching down near my almost dead body, “it was just a game of power, Rayna. Violet and I have been hungry for power. Rumors were right, sweetheart. I did have a Lycan mate who loved me like crazy. He was dead gorgeous. But I rejected him just to be with your father. I wanted a mate with a prestigious position. He used to work in the Royal palace as a warrior. But

Lara giggles and extended her hand toward Violet. "Hi, I am Lara Scott, Jeremy's fiance." she smiles. Shake her hand, she replies "Violet. Violet Green." "Ah- so you're the 'Violet'??" both of Lara and Jeremy speak simultaneously. "I don't know if he knows any Violet other than me, but, yes. My name is Violet." she diverts her eyes to Chase beside her. Chase just smiles looking at her. 'Why are they look so surprised?' Violet asks inwardly.

Her lips curved into a seductive smile as she leaned against the doorway. "Good evening, Oliver." My eyebrows furrowed as my gaze traveled round her body. She was wearing a revealing piece of lingerie that left very little to the imagination, and in her hands was a tray carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. Immediately, irritation settled in my chest. Not because of her appearance, but because for one horrifying second… I had thought she was Lilith. And now she has ruined that expectation. "Ria." I called in a low voice, trying to hide my irritation.