Mary Viola Novels & Stories

With one slid, I Okay the phone without looking at the caller. "Hello, Gisella Molinero. Do you wish to take back your video?" Viola's voice sprang out from my phone speaker. Rapidly, I felt awake. "Viola Moretti, What do you want from me? I've gotten married to Signore Nicolo. What do you still want me to do?" I frown, raising my voice at her. "Don't worry, and I have told you the day I called you that I will keep my promise and also will get rid of the Shitty video. I'll send you the original video since it has no meaning to me now." She giggles.

Yuvan, for being blatantly ignored, and Molly, for having her secret exposed—how she had defied her family's wishes to marry Yuvan, leading her own relatives to despise her. Just as their shame turned to anger, a shrill scream echoed from outside. The voice was filled with fury and desperation. "Get out of my way! All of you, move! Or I swear I'll kill myself here, and there'll be two lives lost! Let's see how Carissa explains that to the world!" Carissa recognized Viola's voice, and felt a surge of confusion. What on earth was she doing? Had Carissa somehow angered her? "Carissa! Get out here!" Viola’s frantic voice rang out again, accompanied by the startled gasps of the maids.

Malov hissed. Viola rolled her eyes. "Look at him," she said, pointing at Rain. "His neck bears a mate mark, and from what Captain Caleb said… his mate must have marked him in a desperate attempt to revive him." She paused, searching for words. "While I don't understand why he is acting like a..." Viola stopped. Everyone stared at her. "What?" Attam and Malov asked impatiently. "Prince Rain has a wolf," Viola murmured. "Yes… he has an inactive wolf," they chorused.

She said. Mridula!!! Oh so she was Mridula!!! "But how? She bumped into me. I didn't!" I said. "Yuvi! What did you think of her? An Owl?!🦉That she'll be able to see in dark?!" She asked sarcastically. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and asked,"What are you saying?"

Ignoring her litany. “I possess many names. I am Varina, the cave dweller. And I am also Virina, the water goddess. Sometimes, they called me the Water Demon. I created this island for my loyal followers thousands of years ago. But as my spirit lingers, I have witnessed the creation of the caste oppressing the weak. The balance was destroyed.” The goddess had shown Malaika the day she created this paradise as she snapped her fingers. A thin ice glass materialized before them as they observed the events in the past…

Maya broke down in tears. She felt that her world was falling apart, and for the first time, she felt like she was better off dead. "Haha Maya Brown, you are too naive. Who do you think you are for Mark to even care about you? You are just an orphaned girl who is pitiful." "Let me tell you, we have been together with Mark for five years now. I'm his destined luna. He was just pitying you that is why he decided to pretend that he loved you." Lily said.

he mouthed to her and she shed a tear feeling very happy to have him. The TV show ended and Viola launched her art museum, donating all the money she got from it to orphanages and women or young girls whose lives were greatly affected after sexual assault. She became a heroine to several women all over the world and was always showered with compliments wherever she went. It was no doubt that Viola was a strong woman but she would need to be even stronger when her children come of age because they should hear all that has happened from her. She would need to break it down to them in a way that they wouldn’t be too traumatized.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

MILAGROS Cordova was in her late fifties with thick salt and pepper hair and was the resident doctor of their family since time immemorial. The latter had slowly deteriorated in appearance, still, it didn't affect her ability as much as one would think. She was just incredibly dedicated to working at hand; even doing long hours of duty on weekends. "How is she?" Ira politely asked her. "Well, she's stable. Nothing serious, so don't be a worrywart." Doctor Cordova said to him as if that made it any better.

She shakes her head immediately, a smirk dancing across her face. “I’ll cheer from here!” She yells back, just as we reach the stage and a man behind a computer glances to the two of us. I pick up Theia’s small frame so she could choose through the list of songs. Her curious hazel eyes searching carefully, “have you decided?” “Yeah! Classic, MKTO!” She giggles, pointing to the song title. People crowd us in anticipation. I wasn’t surprised that Theia stole their attention - her enthusiasm is contagious. We start steady, as I set Theia down on her feet.