Major Gilbert Violet Evergarden Novels & Stories

I reply giggling with excitement. "Hey guys!! We found plants!" The rest of our team gathers around with a mixture of shock and joy plastered on their faces, we were all officially permanent members of A****n City! We gather the plants which were a large quantity of broccoli, asparagus, cabbages, carrots and even potatoes, back to the city. Everyone is totally excited, who won't be? We were thinking we were going to fail but look at how it turned out. The journey back seemed shorter, happy songs filled the air accompanied with laughter, it felt like one of those celebrations people had before the Great war.

Now the last to arrive is a fool… Gilbert says, but before he could finish his statement, Sarto alr6eady speed off, leaving Gilbert to be surprised. He jerks off his Cloak and hissed so loud then kicked the horse and rode off in a speed. Dear Ivy, the reason I named you ivy was because you were a gift from nature. I regret selling you to death now, look nature already taught me a lesson that I would never forget.

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.

It's the Misty Evergarden Grenade, a potent weapon designed to incapacitate even the most powerful vampires. As the grenade arcs through the air toward Vivaldi, I cry out, "Look out!" But Vivaldi merely eyes the Evergardenade with an expression of amusement, his lips forming a fleeting, sly grin. The grenade explodes in a cloud of swirling mist, enveloping Vivaldi in its hazy embrace. For a moment, I fear the worst—but then, with a swift clap of his hands, the fog dissipates, revealing Vivaldi.

With a careful pat to her shoulder, I said, “I need to return this quickly. Chriselda must be heading to the room to search for it.” “Okay,” Eve agreed, stepping inside to change. I stood outside the door waiting while thinking about that gown on her. That dress… it was a gift to Violet from me. It was the first thing I ever gave to her when I realized my feelings for her Majesty, and she made it her favorite Royal attire. That’s why Charlotte got a trigger when she saw the gown. She recognized the purple dress Violet was mainly remembered in the most. That gave her quite a fright. As soon as Evolet came out and handed me the dress, I grabbed Trent’s phone and quickly dashed back to Violet’s

I eye it suspiciously before opening it. Violet, I am the type of person to hide things. I am quiet and I am not the kind to show emotions. I hope you find this room to your liking and decorate it to your hearts content. I hope we can at least be cordial with one another as I have not feelings for you at this time. Your truly, Anthony

Violet smiled and walked out the shop with Olivia following behind her. “So, where do you want to go?” Olivia asked as they stepped out of the shop. “I'm looking for a place where I can exchange a precious gem for cash.” “Are you sure it's a precious gem?” Olivia rolled her eyes. Violet ran her fingers inside her pocket and showed Olivia the shinning red gem. Olivia eyes widened. “That's a ruby! How did you get that?!” “None of your business,” Violet replied, “Why don't you tell me where I can exchange this ruby for cash.”

Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face. "What are you doing Ez? You know the rules, your being foolish!" "I'm just changing locations Cas, relax." Violet was actually excited to play with Brandon, she was still half in shock that he had actually approached her requesting her company and even more so he actually knew her name, that meant that he had previously been aware of her at some point in time. She was even more thrilled because she happened to be quite good at beer pong, her high school party days had pretty much revolved around the sport, it was just that a popular sport played by one and all. Any opportunity to show off in front of Brandon was welcome. She only breif

And Violet watched. She leaned against the workbench, a clipboard dangling from her fingers, her own grease-stained coveralls unzipped to the sternum, showing the tight black tank top beneath. Her hair, a dark auburn mane, was tied up in a messy knot, tendrils escaping to curl against her neck. She took a slow sip from her coffee mug, the liquid bitter and cold. “Hudson,” she called out, her voice not loud but clear, cutting through the garage’s din.

Violet began to synthesize the words that Marys spoke and she looked at Marys and Aiyana who nodded like they understood what her facial expressions meant. “The bond you speak of. It is the bond between Scarlet and I, isn’t it?” They nodded in agreement. “And this room, it belongs to her, isn’t it?” She added and they nodded again. Her shoulders dropped and she looked at the door once again.