Sifat Dan Karakter Nama Vio Novels & Stories

She says, and I hear the pounding of my heart, I sniff, holding back tears. "It wrecked my entire existence that you had no reason to live. It's you, Viola, you are the fairest of us all, I named my baby girl after you, and it shakes me to the core that you didn't see yourself the way I see you. You don't like you, you don't want you." She exhales, out of breathe, but continues after.

Thank God it was Alejandro that was the bartender. I took a large gulp of the drink as Stefano watched the last drop hit my lips. "I don't believe I've gotten your name," he said to me, smirking gently, thinking he had won. I stood up on my feet meeting the green in his eyes. "You can call me... Violette" I said with a thick accent that was inherited from my father. "Stefano, but you may call me Stefan" he told me as he shortened his name. Then I acted as if my eyes were slowly dropping close, holding my head for effect.

I leaned against the tiled wall, spreading my legs and sliding three fingers deep into my own soaking pussy. I stared deeply into Vio’s eyes, my breath hitching as I watched her. She didn't break eye contact for a second. Instead, she began massaging her own breasts, pinching her dark, firm nipples while she gave me a look so seductive it made my head spin. "Your pussy looks so good, sissy," Vio whispered over the sound of the spray. "I'm sure it tastes just as good as it looks." To my shock, Vio reached up, grabbed her own breast, and practically forced her nipple into her own mouth. She started sucking on herself, let out a deep, moan that echoed off the tiles.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV "Vicenzo. . . Vicenzo Moretti Delgado. " She said gently. Vicenzo. The name was fucking perfect. "Vy-Ken-zo. " I tried out the name. "I love it. I love you. " I kissed her head, my heart racing with affection.

The weather in the city was hot. No one can deny it. Those who felt comfortable were sitting quietly in an air-conditioned room. Life was hard and heavy, in stark contrast to her beautiful face. She was Vio, with the long name Violet Handoko, who had that fate. Her beautiful face can't guarantee her life will go in rhythm with her physique.

he said Jisoo kept her gaze low but when her mind finally processed his words she shot her head up. "Marshmallow?!! Me??" She questioned raising an eyebrow. "Aren't you? You body is soft and delicate while you taste sweet." V replied. Jisoo smiled like she had never before. "So what is my nickname marshmallow?" V asked. "Your nickname is Oscar"Jisoo replied Being confused he asked why to which Jisoo replied "Because you are the best reward one can dream for!"

“Glaciers” “You’re not going to find what you’re looking for in that book”, a deep voice bellowed from behind me. I jumped. Do these people just materialize out of nothing? I don't even hear them walk. He chuckled. I’m sorry I startled you. I stood up from my crouching position, turning around in the process to face him. I came face to face with a demigod. I could get lost in his cloudy gray eyes. His chiseled face, and snow white skin. He had strikingly dark hair, which fell into his eyes. Quite different from the other Darynem I had seen so far. “My name is Mateo Sorvo” he said gently, taking my hand and kissing it. “You must be Princess Arina,” he asked. I felt blood rush to my face at hi

I said. He looked at me with a blank expression. “Vad, you’re an inquisitive girl. I see. Your name doesn’t suit you,” he replied. “Why not? In Latin, my name means to evade or to stop something from happening.” “Interesting,” he said as he sipped the glass of black wine. Vior cleared her throat. “Let’s eat,” she said. I grabbed the knife to slice the grilled meat. “Ahh. By the way your name suits you,” I said to Luxferre.

How dare they? Calm down, Fia. Don't show weakness unless there's a reason. Recalling my father's teachings, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “What’s with the names? You guys named after virtues or something?” I glared at Bravo, who wasn’t named after a virtue. More like his personality. But the others were Honour, Moral, and Kelly. Kelly grunted, but that was the only response I got. “What’s your story?” Bravo asked, his lip curling.

Vivy thought of something. "Don't make assumptions," Violeth said. "You failed the first night until now?" asked Vivy while pressing Violeth's nose coquettishly. Violeth immediately dodged and slapped Vivy's hand hard. "I told you, you don't think that I don't!" Vivy laughed again, sipping the cold drink. "What about Carver? Do you think Carver is handsome or what?" teased Vivi. "Don't keep asking! I don't like your questions that seem to treat me like a child!" Violeth devoured more of her food.