Major Gilbert Violet Evergarden Novels & Stories

Although Mila had told her that the pack members rarely entered the garden, she still had to take precautions in case people like Jenedeith sauntered in. The thought of that rude woman made her blood boil. She recalled the way she treated Mila, called her slave and insulted her. Then she was Xavier's mistress meaning she'd be here regularly. Violet sat beside a beautiful red rose bush, and bringing her knees up, she leaned close and enjoyed the sweet scent of the flowers. She slowly traced their little buds and stem, then hissed quietly when something pricked her finger and she just starting to suck on it when a small growl froze her.

Shawn employed additional security guards to prevent her from escaping, and she was not allowed to leave the compound. Violet's days were spent in isolation, with no friends to play with, except for the household staff who attended to her needs. Guards followed her everywhere, even to the garden, which was her favorite place in the house. The garden was a tranquil oasis, filled with vibrant flowers that Violet lovingly watered every day. The gardener had initially tried to stop Violet from watering the flowers, fearing that Shawn would be angry. However, Violet had refused to listen, and Shawn had eventually instructed the gardener to let her do as she pleased.

POV DARLENE The violet sun hung heavy over the city of glass, casting long, bruised shadows that seemed to pulse with a life of their own. As I stood in the lush meadow of the past, the scent of blooming fire-lilies and ozone filled my lungs, a sensory overload that made my head swim. Beside me, Eryx was a pillar of tension, his fingers digging into the hilt of his sword, which now hummed with a violet resonance that matched the sky.

"My boyfriend mentioned that Gilbert was acting weird after we left that night. I didn’t know there was history between you two. If I’d known, I never would’ve let my boyfriend bring him along. I feel terrible. We left you with him without knowing, and that must’ve been so uncomfortable. I’m really sorry." Raellyn could tell she meant it. The guilt in her voice was real. But she couldn’t blame Violet. How could she have known? "It’s alright. Whatever was between me and Gilbert is over. There’s no reason to dig that up again. Maybe it was fate bringing us together that night for one final closure. I’m at peace with it now." Violet exhaled in relief. "Good. I was worried he did something inapp

“I almost forgot. Luna Sylvia gave me this to give to you.” In her hand was a little golden name tag with “Violet” etched along the front in beautiful cursive. “A name tag?” I stated the obvious. Olive nodded, then leaned in like she was going to tell me a secret. “You see how ours is gold and how some of the other guests have silver ones?” She asked, waiting several seconds as I scanned the crowd. When I nodded, her lips thinned into a small line. “Silver means they have the rogue gene. Gold means they’re clear.”

I stared at the two little bottles before me in silent horror. Thallium poison and its antidote, Prussian blue. Did these belong to Genevieve, or—? There was a light knock on the bathroom door. "Luna? Are you alright in there?" Aunt Elise I had to take the bottles with me but I didn't know how to sneak them past Elise. My mind raced. "I'm fine," I said. "Just need a minute." I heard her footsteps as she walked away from the door, murmuring something to Genevieve. When I was sure she was gonel flushed the toilet so not to cause suspicion and washed my hands just for good measure. I stepped out of the bathroom, the bottles in one hand.

Vincent's voice cut Violet's thought short and dragged her out of her reverie. "Huh...?" She shifted her attention to him. When she saw his confused face, she smiled and nodded her head, "Yeah! My name is Violet Rhodes. The CEO of SHAVIO AUTOS AND ELECTRICALS," she removed her business card from her purse and handed it over to him. He also did the same thing.

"Is this what you want?" "Yes it is, sir." "Then listen to me very carefully," He ordered. "Once we enter this room, I will use you in any which way that I please. Tonight, you belong to me.' Only giving him a small nod, his grip on my wrist tightened. "Use your words, Eve . Who do you belong to?" "You, sir. I belong only to you." "And tell me, what is your safe word?" "Cherry." Letting go of my wrist, he pulled another key from his pocket and unlocked the door. Slowly pushing it open, he allowed me to walk through first. The smell of vanilla and wood filled my nose.

Alfred said as he glared at Gilbert. “You claim to be a warrior; yet, you and your colleagues haven’t been able to bring Greece into extinction,” Gilbert said jocularly. “Friend, everyone is trying and you know. I can’t remember the last time you told me that you possess mysterious powers to apprehend our enemies,” Alfred said. “There you go again! Please…, bring another gist,” Gilbert said. “I have no other gist, but you can pop up some,” Alfred said. “Okay. Magdalene is getting married next week,” Gilbert said.

Elise asked but Violet shook her head. “ Valdosta is supposed to make him break that covenant or turn him into a mind control zombie. She is also a world class hypnotist too. She is really good at what she does and she should not be underestimated at all.” violet explained and the both of them nodded. But before Bianca could launch into her own findings, a woman dressed in a purple hood and a hat made with webs and cotton walked into the restaurant attracting their attention. She began stumbling and walking into people making people to leave the road for her and before they could say jack.