Tate And Violet Novels & Stories

I shake my head ' No'. " C'mon..who is her partner ?", Gabriel's friend Tessa asks, annoyed. " Uhm..her partner is actually.." " Gavin ! Your partner is Gavin ! ", Riley squeals cutting Violet off, causing Gavin to look at her surprised. Then she quickly grabs Gavin's hands and drags him away from us, before he can say anything. Grace quickly follows them behind. " Oh..yeah Gabriel, your partner is Gavin.", Violet laughs awkwardly. " You are okay with doing this ad with Gavin, right ?", she asks.

She shrugged, pursing her lips. The lie came naturally, in the depths of the distastefully coloured bathroom. Artichoke green and cream never meshed well together—stained grout did nothing to help their case, either. Genevieve did, however, enjoy the beauty of the light that fell through the high, frosted windows. It filtered to a dull glow visible in a stream as Genevieve stared at a certain angle... and it caught her breath. "Don't bullshit me, Gen, I know he did, I can tell,"

Violet's POV "I'd like to see you come over to the pack where you belong," Sebastian said, his gaze never leaving mine. He didn't care about Ezekiel's presence right there in the office. "In case you don't remember, or were never informed, Violet is my mate, and she will become the Luna of this pack in two or three days. You're cordially invited to be a part of the mating ceremony," Ezekiel said, then asked him to get up from the seat, which he did, with contempt on his face.

was a word far fetched from how I was feeling. Her hair clung to her neck, dripping wet, and a towel barely covering her curves wrapped around her breast. Her figure was so obvious. Fucking tempting. My jaw slackened, and my eyes traced every drop of water that glistened on her skin. Violet! Was this a dream? The red hair, those thighs. My gaze flickered to her face. Hazel green eyes peered into mine. I could swear that every damn feature of hers spoke Violet aside from her eyes. They were the only thing that spelled Sophia Crane.

Instead, I am sitting in a porcelain tub with no one across from me, in a house that isn't my own, wholly deprived of his touch. The voids have made themselves at home. I spend the next hour dawdling in the bathroom, spending any extra time pampering myself. Sitting on a teak-wood chair next to the sink, I switch back and forth between legs to finish painting my toenails a simple ivory color, the light brown pigment bringing out the undertones of my skin. I do the same with my fingers. Careful not to ruin the polish, I prance lightly

Many birthdays have come and passed, my baby is finally starting to develop a big side too, the thing with us, with our planet we agreed with the humans on taking them not to just fulfil being our little who is raised and growing up to be one of us, they are also our mates, our other half, we love them, we love them having a little side, always. Violet is now the big age of fifteen, fifteen, I feel so old right now, I've been trying my best to get her to come over, I've spent seventeen years just trying to finish my business to get to this point, now that she's old enough for me to actually leave her and get back to my business, I don't want to do it.

I was dressed in a gown of midnight blue that clung to every curve, moving between tables with a tray of crystal glasses. "Byron, I heard you had a run-in with your nephew's discarded mate," Mason Clark laughed, leaning back in his chair in the VIP section. He leaned closer to Cole, eyeing the faint marks on Cole’s neck that hadn't quite healed. "Word is she's a hellcat. Half the Alphas in the city are waiting for her to officially hit the market now that she's unclaimed." Cole’s grip on his glass tightened until the crystal groaned. "She isn't 'on the market,' Mason."

TASHA Violet approached the next few days with a rehearsed sweetness that felt as thin as the floral perfume she liked to drown herself in. I watched her move through the estate hallways with quick, jittery steps, as if each attempt she planned vibrated beneath her skin before she even acted. I kept Tamrine in his sling against my chest, his small body curled warmly against me, and I checked every bottle, cream, and wrap with the focus of someone who’d already lived through her patterns once.

I let her body go, readying myself for the show that was about to go down. Violet stalked forward, each step that she took unnerved the bitch because she could sense the threat that was my mate. My glorious, warrior mate. I was one lucky bastard. ‘Couldn’t fucking agree more,’ Titan said with a low growl of his own but was one of pleasure instead of anger. “You dare to call my mother a whore?” Violet asked her with a calm voice that was coated with danger. Anyone with working ears could hear it. She crouched down in front of her, wings unfurling behind her. They were a lot lighter than most Fae that I had encountered, showcasing that she was powerful. Then her claws and hybrid aura came out

Violet Group was a well-known company in Yorkshire Hill, but because they were mainly involved in the tea industry, they weren't widely known outside the tea industry. Sophie had never even heard of Violet Group's name before. However, her style of doing things has always been efficient and direct, so she grabbed a pen and paper from her desk on the other end of the line and said, “Alright, Mr. Wade. How can I help you on my end?”