Tate Violet Novels & Stories

Violet几个字没有吐出来，他这一定是做戏的吧，怕自己无意间会在Regina面前叫错，叫她为“Agatha”，所以就在平时也将她当Violet了。

“They’re so beautiful.” Ash thought that the most beautiful thing was her, in all honesty. After they found a parking spot—the area was fairly crowded and filled with both tourists and locals enjoying the sights—Violet grabbed Ash’s arm with a bright smile on her face. They followed the crowd of people at first, and Ash vaguely listened to one of the employees talk about how they grew the tulips. Violet pointed to a row of purple tulips. “Those are my favorite.” “The violet ones? I’m shocked,” he teased.

Then I saw her. Violet Flanagan stood by a large mahogany desk, the light from a stained-glass window casting azure and crimson hues upon her form. She was the embodiment of controlled chaos, her hair a spill of midnight silk, her posture that of a queen—or a dictator—one who knew the impact of her presence. "Roanne, this is Violet," Lizzie said, her words slicing through my trance. "Violet," I echoed, forcing my feet to move forward. As I approached, I couldn't help but feel as if I were being drawn into her orbit—a lunar pull that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

After that, she added, “So when will you be free?” He took a step forward to close the distance between them and said, “I’m always free.” … It was quiet in the restaurant. Everything in the restaurant was gray in color, and the wall lights were dark blue. When they looked down at the night view of Octavia, all of the lights looked like glittering pearls in the night. Violet sat at the window seat and ordered their food. There was a fluffy white coat draped over her shoulders. She wore a champagne-colored turtleneck shirt with a bow tied around the collar. She combed her hair into a ponytail, leaving her face exposed to the air.

Opening his eyes as eyes scan all over just to find no sign of anyone. "What? Who's there?" Koishi whimpered, looking down at himself, covering his bottom with one hand while the other covered his chest. Right then, just to see a body appearing sitting at the edge of the bathtub. Violet short hair with the silver color earring on one side of his ear, white eyes same as the plain skin making him seem like a ghost. Koishi could see through everything that was on the opposite side of him. Wearing nothing on top, showing off the blueish tattoo with the black border of a dragon under in the sky on his chest. This only made Koishi's eyes go wide in response, making him stand on his feet.

Axel calmly replied and stared at her, enthralled in those green eyes of hers that were dotted with stars and reflected the moonlight. "What do you mean by that?" She asked again. "My life partner, my soulmate, the only one for me and the only one in my heart, my life." He whispered, removed his hands from his pocket and cupped her face. Violet's face turned crimson. He had a profound impact on her with his comments. "You have to live with this new identity." He whispered, lowered his head and leaned his face close to hers. "As your mate?" Violet asked widening her eyes.

"Not surprising. You'd have known if it was cheese or something edible though." I ignore that as he stares at it before looking at my neck, "Ha. Gluttony." Then he shakes his head, "Oh, Vanessa. I can't take this. I'm not one of you." "Well, you have to take it. It was Doc's gift, not mine." I say, smiling, "Plus, do you know your name actually has an ice cream flavour? Kiwi! Which totally goes with Kawaii. Who'd have thought?" He sends me a look, "Vanessa."

when you weren't allowed to leave. ​I shifted, the midnight-blue velvet robe heavy on my limbs. The fabric was soft—impossibly soft—but every time it brushed against my skin, I was reminded of the way Xavier had looked at me when he draped the blanket over my shoulders. Like I was a masterpiece he had finally finished stealing. ​Velvet.

"Violet Carter is the strongest person I know. She survived betrayal, rebuilt her career, and faced her abuser in court. My feelings for her don't diminish that. They're just proof that she's capable of being loved the way she deserves." Bennett's cross was predictable. Tried to paint Liam as opportunistic. As taking advantage of a vulnerable woman. But Liam shut it down calmly. "I invested in Violet's company because it's a sound business decision. I fell in love with her because she's extraordinary. Those are two separate facts that happen to coexist." When he stepped down, he paused at our table. Squeezed my shoulder. Kept walking. Marcus rested his case. All evidence presented. All witne

She peered at the window and noticed that big triangle tent around the cabin while Bull was slowly fixing things. "It'll be a little noisy, Violet. Sorry," Bull kept that kind smile and kind act that he always does. "I have earplugs for you." "Don't worry," Violet said as she looked outside. There's nothing but them. It seemed like it had been planned. Everything was planned. "Tell me, why am I here?" "To save you?" Chameleon answered. "And where's Viper?" "He's working with Harvey behind the back." Violet looked around and on the very old small bed. Like it's the bed of a teenager. She slipped off from the bed although she felt a sort of stinging pain. She's used to that pain.