Tate Violet Novels & Stories

“Damn you! how could I know? I haven’t had a chance to see even the back of her head!” Ben swore at his partner and whispered back with a frustrated tone. He looked at the picture sent to his email. This ‘Violet’ girl was smiling to the camera like a model! “But this one named Violet, she’s Thai-American. I don’t think she’s the one the boss wants but he might like this sexy Violet because she is his taste, woman with big boobs, skin as white as milk.” Ben said again, made James laughed in his throat and that made Ben grinned, too.

We had gotten to the mansion and I could see Kevin standing, one hand in one pocket, cigarette in the other hand. He was wearing a tight blue jean this time around, but it was rugged. He wore a gray t-shirt and a black jacket, with his neck chain and now I noticed that he had a stud earring in one ear. He had on black high boots that were a perfect fit for his entire dark charisma. As we stopped at the mansion he wasted no time in walking towards me and he held the car door open for me in less than a second. He moved as fast as lightning, well of course, he is a vampire after all.

Hearing Basil mention her name, Violet also quickly stood up and greeted everyone, she awkwardly said: - Hello.. hello everyone. I'm Violet Joan, people just call me Violet. Looking forward to all the helpers. Basil saw Violet greeting everyone, and was also very satisfied, he directly said to the butler Fotune: - Butler Fotune, please arrange a job for Violet. I'm sure she will do very well. Then Basil whispered to Fotune: "Please arrange for Violet to contact me regularly." - Yes, sir. After saying that, the butler Fotune looked at Violet and smiled, and said:

Just as he was he about to plug it in, it vibrated again. SEBASTIAN KEATES: Save it NOW!

Whether I would deny him and give him a piece of my mind or let him enjoy his sweet moment, annoyed me before the clock passed the ten digit. Since he knows me well. This is Violet Bria Hank, I will never let someone feel that victory for more than a minute. "Wow! I've never once felt remorse for my actions." I said looking at him with a lack of expression. "However, today you managed to make me feel it." His laughter filled the room.

It was on her. Violet sat on a flat stretch of stone near the edge of camp while Anna cleaned the shallow rake along her shoulder. The sleeve of her shirt had been cut away, exposing angry red lines that crossed older scars mapped across her skin. She didn’t flinch when antiseptic was poured over the wound. She simply watched the tree line like she expected something else to emerge from it. She was the picture of unshakable control. As if driving a blade through Brogan’s skull had been no more taxing than morning drills for her.

I hated how effective it was. Careful not to wake her, I slipped out of bed and moved to the sitting area. My tablet was on the table. I opened the encrypted vault — the one even Catriona didn’t know existed — and pulled up Samantha’s file. Dr. Samantha Voss. Thirty-one years old. Board-certified dermatologist with a thriving private practice I had helped seed. The contract was still active, ironclad, and mercilessly precise.

Celeste A ripple passed through the onlookers, faint but undeniable. Some tilted their heads with newfound curiosity, others exchanged quiet glances that carried more questions than answers. The whispers hadn’t stopped, but their tone had shifted—less dismissive, more intrigued. Violet’s smile stretched tighter, the kind that didn’t reach her eyes. She lifted her glass delicately, swirling the champagne as though nothing had touched her composure. “How… admirable,” she drawled, her gaze flicking over me like I was a piece of furniture she was trying to price. “I suppose every successful man needs a capable assistant.”

I don't know how I am going to do this without her. "Violet Shana left me a note when she took her own life. I have it with me and I would like to read it to you if that's okay.", Mr. Tally said. I nodded. I motioned for him to go sit with me on the bench looking out at the pond. He headed that way and I followed. Jay walked with us kissing me on the forehead and leaving to go get fill our coffee cups back up. Mr. Tally sat there in silence staring at the note from Shana. Jay had taken his time to get us the coffee to allow Mr. Tally to read the note to me in private. He brought the coffe and looked at me and I shook my head no. He handed us the coffee back. As soon as he handed the coffee t

The temperament and demeanor are like a cold queen but a bit sweet and exciting to others. Adam said; “Violet, we'll see each other soon. Good night." Violet just glanced at him, then smiled a fake smile and said, "It's not an honor." Her words made him laugh. Adam looked at the scene outside, his smile deepened for a while, he licked his lips lightly, and his throat twitched slightly at the thought of that woman. He asked, "What kind of person is that woman named Violet?" The driver replied seriously: “She is Violet Taylor, daughter of the Taylor family. Married Sir Dominic Barker seven years ago. She just got back.”