Tate Violet Novels & Stories

Alex: I appreciate your gesture but no thanks. Alex: I'll be coming with Victoria so you don't have to bother. SEBASTIAN KEATES: Doesn't Victoria like leave here? SEBASTIAN KEATES: How are you guys coming together then? SEBASTIAN KEATES: Do you mean like, coming with her a date? "Alex! There you are!" Alex quickly slid his phone down his pocket as he spotted Victoria walking out of the house. She waved at him and he immediately mirrored her actions, walking towards her. She was dressed in a tight mini black gown, had her hair tied up in a bun and had light make-up on.

Although Mila had told her that the pack members rarely entered the garden, she still had to take precautions in case people like Jenedeith sauntered in. The thought of that rude woman made her blood boil. She recalled the way she treated Mila, called her slave and insulted her. Then she was Xavier's mistress meaning she'd be here regularly. Violet sat beside a beautiful red rose bush, and bringing her knees up, she leaned close and enjoyed the sweet scent of the flowers. She slowly traced their little buds and stem, then hissed quietly when something pricked her finger and she just starting to suck on it when a small growl froze her.

No more laundering coin from the poor. They called me ruthless. Good. I no longer hate that name… and that’s exactly why Kael cannot live. A snake that slips away doesn’t change; it only waits for another chance to strike. Soft footsteps approach behind me. “You’ve been up here since dawn.” I turn. Violet. Her hair is tied back, strands catching the morning light. Dust smudges her cheek from the rebuilding yard. She looks stronger now, brighter, like fire that learned to wear skin.

“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.

Alpha Matthew explained with a determined look. “Hey, don’t worry about it. We can always visit another time. And hey kiddo, when you do come over to Neo Greenpeace, I’ll give you a tour of my fancy fish collection,” Theophile joked as he playfully pinched Violet’s nose. “Oh, and let’s not forget about Aunt Lavelle’s purple lilacs - they’re just as pretty as you are!” “Do you guys have green lilacs? I mean, you’re from the Neo Greenpeace pack, right?” Violet inquired in a playful tone.

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!

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.

"Oh. Marcus Hale's office just called back. They had a cancellation. Can you be there in an hour?" I looked at her. At my fierce, loyal, perfect best friend. "Yes," I said. "Let's go destroy them." The elevator doors opened to the lobby. Miguel looked up, saw my face, and quickly looked away. Smart man. Because Violet Carter was done being the victim. Violet Carter was going to war.