Mary Viola Novels & Stories

Seems Grayson had inherited his father’s judgmental scowl as well. However, the woman at his side was smiling at them. Viola Godwin appeared in the press far less often, but her face was also one Amber had seen before, though never in the flesh. This woman was like a saint, always involved in some type of humanitarian work. She was a beautiful woman, who’d never given into the temptation of cosmetic procedures. Viola had aged naturally and gracefully. Her dark hair was streaked with grey and in beautiful waves down her back. And beneath her delicate gold mask, it was clear where Grayson had gotten his pretty blue eyes from. She was wearing a tasteful and well-fitting gold dress which caught

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

a maid poured a glass of water from the jug that was on the stool close to her bed. "Thank you" Lilian began to gulp down the entire glass of water as if she had never tasted water before. It was yet again another nightmare, ever since Mia left Lilian had known no peace. It was either she dreamy of those masked men coming to attack her or she dreamt that Arthur and Catherine were beating the hell out of her.

You can judge me for that, I never really cared! I was never prudish, virginity for me wasn't worth much, I liked to feel pleasure, and I liked the pleasure that sex gave me, so I never had a problem having sex without commitment, however, they always fell in love with me, it was impressive, they always wanted to take the relationship seriously, it was no different with Dylan, but my situation with him was much more tragic, he fell in love, I got involved too, but our end was not pleasant at all.

stern and cold. Besides him stood a lady in her mid forties, wearing an emerald sequenced dress. She had a huge warm smile on her face - I bowed my head deeply, acknowledging her presence. "I was tangled up in something - but I'm here now." - I answered,my voice not betraying a single emotion. "You must be his wife - it's a pleasure meeting you. You look so lovely tonight" - I smiled slightly, casually flattering the lady. "Yes, thank you. I'm Mariam and I'm flattered to meet your acquaintance" - she giggled like a shy girl in her mid twenties.

No sign of Viola. A woman in a sleek suit came over and gave me a bright smile. “Right this way, Mrs. Callister.” She gestured toward the dressing room. I hadn’t even touched the curtain when I heard a woman gasp inside. And then, I pulled it open. Viola stood there, beaming at herself in the mirror, dressed in a white wedding gown. “Stop it…” she said with a laugh, preening like a model mid-photoshoot. Then her eyes found mine, and the smile faltered—just slightly.

"Did you hear that, make sure she takes her medication regularly as the doctor says?" "Yes." Sylvia didn't know how long she slept, she was woken up by the loud sound of the door opening. Her whole body sank into the soft goose-down mattress, and for a moment, Sylvia thought she was at home. Until a strange voice spoke up. "Are you awake?" "You… who are you?" Sylvia fearfully sat on the rope. "Don't be afraid, I'm Viola, the maid here. I brought you medicine and porridge." Viola went to take Sylvia's temperature, gesturing to Sylvia.

"I'm thinking lace. Something with a textured bodice and a full skirt, or an A- line skirt. I'd also like to put you in some mermaid fish tails just to see how good you look in them." "Let me make a few selections and you can try them on. What do you think?" Maria asked and Viola nodded. "Yes. Yes. Let's see please." "Excellent!" Maria exclaimed as she left. While she left, Viola and Selena were offered glasses of wine and some cakes. "Are you nervous about getting married?" Selena asked out of the blues and Viola smiled. "A little." She said. Selena shook her head. "How do you deal with it? All of it?!"

“I’m Candace. Adrian’s date.” Viola vaguely remembers seeing her with Adrian, but her focus has mostly been on Lucian tonight. If she’s his date, then she’d easily be able to get her hands on Adrian’s master key, either through words or wiles. She’s impressed but leery. Such a cunning woman, and she’s coming to Viola? She clearly wants something. Viola just isn’t sure what. She has to play this carefully. But if she’s already so willing to help deal with Iris, then she could be useful. Maybe Adrian’s taste isn’t totally terrible.

Marys and Aiyana were running to her and she smiled, although she didn’t know their names, which made her to feel bad. “Good morning uh..” “Marys!” Marys said and she nodded. Marys's hair was tied in two pigtails with thick bangs that fell on her face. Her smiles showed two cute dimples that were very deep. She wore a black gown that was slightly above the knees. It was flared from the waist with long sleeves and she was putting on a white apron and a white maiden’s cap on her head. Violet adored her the more and couldn’t believe that this woman was really in her late 30s. She looked so young, she and Aiyana, whose name she was yet to know.