Tate And Violet Novels & Stories

Sometime ago, I would have blamed my lack of pride on Silus, but he wasn't here. A tug at my hair pulled me out of my distracted thoughts. My dick was pulsing inside her. "Oh god, Kane," she moaned from the back of her throat as her hands reached to my back, scratching as if to pull me closer than I already was. I knew from experience that she was close and as exciting as the thought of delaying and teasing and denying this pleasure was, she was right about one thing, I needed this. I let go of her chest and tapped her cheeks. Violet opened her glassy eyes, a drop of tears streaming down the side of her face.

Rayan . Violet had the sweetest, most addictive taste I’d ever experienced. F*ck the counsel, f*ck my father, they could criticize me all they wanted, they didn’t understand. How could they? They didn’t know her taste, her warmth, the way her skin was hot and soft. In that moment I was surrendered to her heat, to the way she pushed her hips toward me while my tongue worked. I squeezed her thighs hard, digging my fingers into her flesh so they would leave marks.

Tate adds. I nod in response. “Good thinking, she should be remembered by those she was important to. We want to make sure you are able to give her a proper sendoff.” “You are going to a lot of effort for a lady you didn’t know.” Violet says. “It is for family of a pack member.” Tate tells her. “We want to help.” I glance in the rearview mirror again, and see him looking at her, I swear there is affection in them dark eyes of his already. She has to be blind to be oblivious to that!

There shouldn’t have been anything alerting him to my presence, which made me wonder why he was in there to begin with. Either Macon’s intuition had improved, or he was doing some snooping himself. My phone began to vibrate, and with my eyes on the window I’d just crawled out of, I pulled it from my pocket. I wasn’t going to answer, but Violet’s name flashed onto the screen. Despite the situation, I opened the picture she sent and felt my blood begin to boil. What is she wearing? The ice-blue bra and underwear set were bright against her porcelain skin, the same startling color as her eyes. It wasn’t just her perfect fucking body that had my cock twitching, but the blush that stained her fac

Violet The grand doors to the banquet hall swung open, and the hum of voices swelled into a roar. I held my head high, schooling my expression into one of serene confidence as Theodore and I walked in together. The crowns of light still lingered, drawing everyone’s attention. The banquet hall of Midnight Park was nothing short of opulent. Theodore hadn’t spared any expense for it. Crystal chandeliers cast soft, glittering light over the room, and the tables were adorned with Midnight blue and Darkmoon violet linens, all trimmed with silver. I remembered my wedding with Lucas, which had primarily been Darkmoon colors, at my father’s insistence. I had always felt bad about Twining River not be

Violet said, “Our family runs a tea plantation, and we plant tea everywhere. My dad then gets to sell the tea wholesale.” Kayson smiled. “It’s no wonder everyone here seems to have renovated their houses. Your father’s improved the villagers’ lives. It’s a good initiative.” Violet rolled her eyes. “Pft, it’s just because the cost of buying the tea leaves here is lower.” Talia giggled. “I’m going to tell on you when I see him!” “Go on. It’s the truth anyway!” Violet harrumphed. Violet’s mood had gotten better since Elise’s ailment had been treated. Her smile was bright and charming, and she suddenly pointed at the hillside and said, “You see that black spot over there?”

Giving it a squeeze to tell me to show him. "We'll go on then." The Alpha's tone was cold and harsh. I closed my eyes and let Issie do the work. Tingles surrounded my face like always. Then they went away and I opened my eyes. Both the Alpha and Luna were staring at me like I had 6 heads. "My oh my!" The Luna stood up and practically ran over to the Alpha's bookshelf. "I have read about this before but I never believed it! My! The Violet Moon is true!" The what now? I was beyond confused and so was Grayson.

I eye it suspiciously before opening it. Violet, I am the type of person to hide things. I am quiet and I am not the kind to show emotions. I hope you find this room to your liking and decorate it to your hearts content. I hope we can at least be cordial with one another as I have not feelings for you at this time. Your truly, Anthony

It was Violet. Dressed in a flowing gown that mirrored the moonlit sky, her ebony hair cascaded like a waterfall, framing her delicate features and illuminating eyes the color of twilight. In her presence, a sense of both vulnerability and fierce determination resonated—an echo of her turbulent past and her unwavering spirit.