Major Gilbert Violet Evergarden Novels & Stories

Violet crossed her arms, scrutinizing her older sister. "What do you want?" "Well, can't I spoil my little sister a bit?" "Not without a purpose." Genevieve put a finger on her chin, thoughtful. "How about an all-you-can-eat sushi treat, on me?" "Hm... Sounds fair." Violet observed the bags with expensive brand logos. "First, try on these clothes. I'll be here waiting." Genevieve handed over the purchases to Violet and settled on the couch. "Where's Aurora?" "She just left, and she definitely won't show up here today, not tomorrow, maybe not the whole week." Violet smiled mischievously, paying more attention to the contents of the bags. "Did you buy a pair of boots?"

Luckily there is teleport magic as well as dimensional storage which allows us to go back and forth and carry things as we please. As we almost reached the stairs leading to the 2nd floor, we were intercepted by dozens of goblins. Their movements are quite fast and sneak up easily. Even so, Violet could kill them with just one slash. "Look, he's grown so much," Erin told me. Violet was indeed weak when she first met us, but after that she trained every day with us. Actually, it's not only Violet who is practicing, Erin and I are also growing together. "Eh they have gold." I pointed at one of the goblins who had gold in his trouser pocket.

Violet's POV -Flashback- It was a nice morning, when I noticed this light reflection coming from the garden of the vacation house. I acted as if I didn't see it so I can come up with a plan. Our men can't know about whoever is it that is watching us. If our men would realize what I know, they would be on high alert. "Gilbert, what do we have for breakfast?" Gilbert looked at me like he knows something. I've always known that Gilbert was the traitor, but Franklin wouldn't listen to me. He was so keen on believing that Gilbert was one of his loyal men.

Looking in the mirror I smirk seeing the mismatched earrings that Nova and I decided really worked well for me I think my look almost feels like a young Robert Plant was hanging out with Jack Sparrow and got some fashion tips from him, but the queer-ish pirate meets 70’s rock star vibe totally suits me. I grab my guitar and leather jacket and head out to pick Nova up. I am not surprised at how stunning Nova looks, they are always taking my breath away with their beauty and always coming up with incredible looks to wear. I am one fucking lucky guy to find someone as amazing as them. Their Abulita catches us as we are walking out the door and looks me up and down. “You better watch out, you ar

Gilbert began, straightening his posture proudly, "this is Lyriel, my girlfriend." Eleanor’s eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, really? She is very pretty." Turning to Lyriel, she smiled warmly. "What’s your name?" "Lyriel Whitmore," Lyriel replied politely with another smile. Eleanor nodded approvingly, while Gilbert looked satisfied as he sat back down, his hand resting lightly on Lyriel’s which she removed instantly. They had a deal of ‘no touching’ until he fully win her heart and he had agreed but she didn't understand why he was suddenly holding her.

He laughs again. I find myself relaxing slightly. Maybe this is good. Maybe talking to someone who isn’t one of the three heirs currently destroying my sanity is exactly what I need. Caelan steps closer. Not enough to make me uncomfortable. Not yet. “You know, your eyes really are that color.” I blink. “What?” “Violet.” I shift awkwardly. “Last time I checked.” His gaze lingers. “They’re beautiful.” Heat touches my cheeks. “Thanks.” His eyes drop briefly toward my mouth.

****** Back at the headquarters, Violetta sat in the secured executive lounge, pale but upright. Gerald stood like a statue near the door. The glass had been sent for testing. Security footage was being pulled. The intern’s workstation had been wiped clean remotely. Professional. Organized. Planned. Her hands trembled slightly as she pressed them against her stomach. “They wanted the baby,” she whispered. Gerald did not soften. “Yes.” The bluntness hurt. But she preferred truth. Her mind raced. Selene or maybe Celeste. It had to be.

Harold's men immediately charged toward Iris. "Don't you dare touch my daughter!" Gilbert roared. Though he was bound to his wheelchair, his power remained. He launched a punch, sending waves of power force toward the martial artists. "Know your place!" Harold scoffed and waved his hand to send his own energy toward Gilbert. "Baam!" Following a deafening sound, Gilbert was sent flying with his wheelchair and slammed against the ground. Upon landing, he spat blood and it became clear to everyone in the hall that he suffered severe internal injuries.

This was simply outrageous. So, he suppressed his anger and spoke up to ask Claudia, “How did you know that Gopher is planning to make a move on Stephanie?” Claudia took out a lipstick-like flashlight from her pocket and said, “This is a violet flashlight with a specific wavelength which is not quite the same as the wavelength for the violet light that is generally used for the inspection of banknotes. It is not easy to buy this flashlight on the market, and there is also a special potion that goes with this violet flashlight. The potion will only show up under the wavelength of this violet light. After they have selected their target, they will use this potion to draw a specific mark on the

“Please… someone help me.” No one listened. They were all still laughing, talking about Luna’s pregnancy, about Christian’s future with her. Violet’s pain- her suffering- was invisible to them. The pain intensified, and she felt another gush of blood. Her vision blurred with tears, her body trembling with shock. Is this how it ends? Finally, someone noticed. It wasn’t Christian. It wasn’t Luna. It wasn’t her own mother. It was a distant cousin, someone barely connected to her, who gasped and pointed.