Novel & Cerita Mary Viola

he shouted, snapping his finger up. . DHARRR .... DHARRR .... DHARRR .... . There was a loud bang and a brighter flash of light. And read the writing on the sidelines of the fireworks sparks, ~ KUSUMA & MAHARANI FOREVER ~ Ooooh.... I feel like flying. Feel so loved. There is no most beautiful feeling for a woman, other than being loved by her mate. My vision started to blur with tears of joy. I am Maharani. Currently the happiest woman on earth.

She just let the feeling of lust envelope her in its cage and torture her. Suddenly, two feet appeared in front of her face. The woman was wearing golden sandals and a short skirt. As Violet looked up, she caught a whiff of rosemary perfume. It was Anya. Anya simply stared down at her, eyes filled with pity. “I'm sorry, Violet. I thought you'd be free today but the new queen said..” Violet exhaled, “The new queen?” Her voice was raspy. “You know her. She's Thea original offspring, Dinah.”

Whatever happens, I’d always respect Livie for who she was: the strong, honest, and admirable woman she had become after what happened at such a young age. At the unfortunate age of nine, Livie had had the misfortune to lose her mother in a very traumatizing way. Ella, that was her name, had not been feeling well that day because of a migraine, she had told her husband she’d lie down for a while to get some rest, and Livie's father never imagined that those would be the last words he would hear from the mouth of his beloved.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

Viola's snort of laughter caught me off guard and when I turned to her in irritation, I noticed that her eyes were fixated on my neck. "Oh my god…has Ryan not even marked you yet?!" She cackled wildly as my hand flew up to cover my neck and I flushed in embarrassment. Her face seemed to light up with malicious glee as she clapped her hands excitedly. "Oh. My. God! He hasn't has he!!? Wow Amber…what's the matter with you? Are you perhaps too ugly for him and he has no interest in you?" "Shut up Viola, you don't know what you're talking about."

But I failed at that, and I don't think I cared about getting her to like me anymore. “Finally,” Rhea chimed in excitedly, “The Chihuahua princess can go to hell for all we care.” she added. “There’ll be no deal, Viola.” I said. Viola pulled back and I caught the shocked look on her face for only a minute before it shifted into a menacing smirk. “Fine, I guess I'll just go tell my mother what I heard.” she said, already walking away. She probably thought I'd stop her and beg.

Her body was shaking uncontrollably. She was caught. Maria was her mother’s most trusted spy. By tomorrow morning, her mother would know everything. The realization made Viola feel physically sick. She was going to be killed. She just knew it. Her mother despised her and only ever needed an excuse to get rid of her for good, and now she handed her the perfect chance. But as the initial, blinding wave of panic slowly began to recede, a completely different sensation crept into her blood. Her fingers lifted, trembling as they lightly touched her swollen lips.

What needed to stay front and center was the terror and destruction Viola was unleashing on the world. "Viola Monroe is chasing a fairytale," Leo said. "Lyanna only wants to live her life. She has no desire to become the next Gandhi or Mandela. What we have here is a powerful and wealthy woman who has brought death and devastation to the world. Children have been killed. Died, Bruce. Babies. Innocent lives lost because Viola is pursuing this baseless obsession. That is why I agreed to this interview. I'm here to let her, and the world, know that we refuse to keep hiding."

“He doesn’t love you, Heather. He’s only going to dump you once he’s done sucking the life out of you.” Viola stepped in again, responding on my behalf. “Yet, he’s getting married to her and not you. Scurry along now, and get something better to do with your life.” Leah’s jaw grew tight, and I could see her face twitching in anger. “Careful not to break your jaw, sweetie,” Viola said with sarcasm and a sinister smile. “We all know it’s your best asset. Breaking your jaw would just prevent you from getting on your knees and performing your best skill.”

“I’m actually here to offer some advice.” “I don’t want your advice.” “You should. Because I know Silver better than you think.” Viola stopped in front of me. “She’s a martyr. Always has been. She’ll refuse and refuse and refuse until someone reminds her that real people are suffering. That children are going hungry. Then her guilt will eat her alive and she’ll cave.” I stared at her. “You want us to manipulate her?” “I want you to save the kingdom.” Viola’s smile was cold. “Use her compassion against her. Make her see the consequences of her refusal. Then she’ll have no choice but to agree.”