Major Gilbert Violet Evergarden Novels & Stories

Even now there were times I felt the need to bare my neck to him in surrender. His twin siblings Violet and Logan were pole opposites. Logan, with his red hair and blue eyes, looked like Gabriel and Violet, with her blonde hair and green eyes looked like her mother. They were slightly older than the others. Violet liked to dress up as her mother did and would walk around the garden in her little princess heels, flipping her hair over her shoulder and she rolled her eyes. She also kept giving everyone the finger if they so much as told her no. Clearly Aurora gets away with far too much if her kid has the same attitude.

She blinked fast, trying to keep her eyes from watering, and ducked her head, pretending to rummage in the paper bag before pulling out the plush toy and placing it gently in Lilia’s arms. “Quit talking like an old soul. Here—this is what you should be playing with.” Lilia’s eyes lit up. Her fingers trembled as she traced the toy’s shape—a lemon tart with big googly eyes and a goofy smile. She stroked it carefully, then looked up at Violet, her eyes sparkling. “Wow, this is so unlike you. You being this nice… does it mean I’m dying or something?” Violet’s pupils tightened, her brows furrowed. “Don’t say that. You’re not dying.”

“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.

"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.

I proposed, trying to find a middle ground. Violet's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Deal, Mum! What can we do instead?" I pondered momentarily, contemplating an engaging activity that would channel her energy in a positive direction. "How about we create a treasure hunt in the garden? We can make maps, hide clues, and go on an adventure together," I suggested. Violet's smile widened, excitement radiating from her. "That sounds brilliant, Mum! I'll be the pirate captain, and we'll search for buried treasure!"

However, this meant it had diminishing returns. Ten million taels of silver was its most powerful attack, which was equivalent to a stage-nine major martial god. Gerald usually could not bear to spend so much money, but Graham was clearly trying to show off his power with his sword. Gerald refused to bow down to it. Violet did not say anything. All she did was release the voodoo bugs of the Millennium Voodoo, which were a bunch of annoying, buzzing bugs. Even though they looked like mosquitoes, no one dared to underestimate them.

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽ A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading. "Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy. "Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange."

"Hello, Ms. Cooper." Violet stood up and replied, "Hello." Violet noticed that Isabelle was dressed flamboyantly today and the low neckline on her clothing made her cleavage spill out enticingly. Large breasts really were a woman's best asset! Violet couldn't be bothered to keep up with the pleasantries and looked at Carl before she said, "You can continue talking to Ms. Furon. I will be leaving first." Carl nodded. Violet picked up her mug but instantly retracted her hand with a hiss when she realized how hot it was.

Violet spent the entire night knitting, completing the scarf. - In the morning, she folded the scarf neatly, pressed her face against it, and smiled contentedly. She had replicated the design sketch perfectly, creating something unique for him. Despite dark circles, Violet arrived at work in good spirits. Gilbert presided over a morning meeting on Friday. Violet was required to attend as the designer. The meeting room was bright and orderly. Hearing a murmur, Violet looked up to see Lucius walking past the window. His stride was confident and his demeanor noble, shining like a distant, brilliant star.

" Your Highness ?! " said doctor Gilbert surprised when Eskylrious pushed him . " Apart from the damage that the poison has caused her , I believe that there is magic involved here Gilbert . Step aside or you'll get hurt . " said Eskyleious with a serious tone . Doctor Gilbert stepped aside and Eskylrious went in front of her . ' Let's see what you are hiding ! ' thought Eskylrious and his whole body started to glow from a blue light . Also a blue light came from his hand and surrounded Kiara's body .