Tate And Violet Novels & Stories

"Don't make it harder than it should be, V, take it." "Mia..." V began as he tried to sound normal despite his annoyance. "I just want you to know how pretty and smart you are..." She blushed but tried to maintain a straight face. "Unfortunately, I think you're not smart enough to know that, I'm allergic to tulips." "What?" "I'm not asking you to believe me because you actually never have. But, I honestly did not send that to you." He said nonchalantly as he pocketed his hands. Mia's mouth fell but she immediately regained her senses.

There may be a few words to anyone but him; he knew the consequences of defying those words, so he would do his best to stay on his father's good side. Violet sat silently looking at herself in the large mirror mounted on the wall, as she had done every day for the past twenty years. She traced the peach flowers tattoo on her cheek that ran across her throat to her left breast with her right hand fingers. The moment that mark appeared on her, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. When it came out, her mentor told her it was a blessing of life. Anne appeared at that precise moment, carrying a tray containing her jewelry. She combed her hair first with a jade comb she had received

Main Characters: Violet Willow Wade - Luna Queen of the Royal Moonstone Pack (Wolf’s name Willa) Violet is a strong Alpha female, having lost her mother at the age of 5 she was brought up by her father and brother. Her mother had died in a rogue attack and ever since she has seen her brother and father being extremely protective over her. At the age of 19, she is the strongest female warrior in the pack, she has trained all her life because she did not want to be vulnerable or weak in front of anyone. She is very loving and caring in nature and is loved by her entire pack for her gentleness and kindness towards them. She despises old customer especially being sold to someone as their bride a

Violet shrugged, “At least, she's eighteen now, so she can legally be on her own.” “That's true,” I replied, mentally noting to ask Matt to find out about her parents. “Yeah,” Violet nodded then darted me a small smile, “So, is there someone yet?” “No,” I answered, flapping my laptop shut. “Still married to your work then,” She taunted, and I chuckled. “You know me, Violet.” I replied, to which she nodded and exhaled heavily, her countenance turning morose. “Tom and I are getting a divorce. He cheated with his secretary,” She revealed, keeping her gaze on her hands which were splayed on her lap, “It's okay, you can laugh.”

Her dad only looked at her with the expressions that already told her about what he had in mind. Just like that, as if they had communicated through telepathy, she nodded a simple nod to her father and went away. That was it, Violet was now a married woman, who would be missed by a few of their house staff and not missed by the majority of her staff. Violet wasn’t friendly to them but she was not also rude to them. Yet, none of them could deny the fact that Violet could be mean to them, anyhow hey will run away from her once they notice her facial expressions.

Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face. "What are you doing Ez? You know the rules, your being foolish!" "I'm just changing locations Cas, relax." Violet was actually excited to play with Brandon, she was still half in shock that he had actually approached her requesting her company and even more so he actually knew her name, that meant that he had previously been aware of her at some point in time. She was even more thrilled because she happened to be quite good at beer pong, her high school party days had pretty much revolved around the sport, it was just that a popular sport played by one and all. Any opportunity to show off in front of Brandon was welcome. She only breif

Hiding behind nobility when really I was just a coward. Afraid of hurting her. Afraid of becoming something else. Afraid of— “Enzo Santini. As I live and breathe.” I looked up. Violet. She stood at the edge of the VIP section, barely dressed in her costume. Red lace that left nothing to the imagination. Her dark hair fell in waves over her shoulders. “Violet.” I didn’t move. Just watched her with detached interest. “Mind if I join you?” She didn’t wait for an answer. Just sank onto the couch beside me. Close. Too close.

“You don’t remember? Oh, I was afraid of that. Ash and I drove you home. On the way here, you said some things.” Thea grimaced. “God, don’t tell me. Whatever it was, I’m sorry. I should never have drunk that much. I’ll be nursing this hangover for weeks, I swear.” Violet nibbled on her bottom lip. With her blond hair and creamy skin, Violet looked like a model most days. It didn’t help that she was tall and always well-dressed. Today she wore simple silver hoop earrings that Thea was sure Violet had made herself. Violet ran her own jewelry business, making every piece herself by hand, and had within the last year caught the notice of some major designers.

He laughs again. I find myself relaxing slightly. Maybe this is good. Maybe talking to someone who isn’t one of the three heirs currently destroying my sanity is exactly what I need. Caelan steps closer. Not enough to make me uncomfortable. Not yet. “You know, your eyes really are that color.” I blink. “What?” “Violet.” I shift awkwardly. “Last time I checked.” His gaze lingers. “They’re beautiful.” Heat touches my cheeks. “Thanks.” His eyes drop briefly toward my mouth.