The Incredibles Violets Crush Novels & Stories

Akira was the first to react and voiced out upon hearing this, and it made her brows raised. Violet rolled her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. " Idiot, that's because they were the same creatures that has been attacking us." She almost resist the urge to slap some senses into Akira's head. Selene's eyes flew towards Anita, whose eyes dilated, and she twitched her lips. " Shit!" She mumbled a curse and hissed. Andrea widened her eyes on hearing Violet's words, and the bright light around her diminished slightly.

"Victor, have you ever doubted our ability to rid Crescentville of the Nosferatu vampires? Their dominance over our town feels insurmountable at times." Victor's expression softened, and he reached out to cup my face in his hands. "Sandra, I would be lying if I said I never had doubts. The Nosferatu vampires are a formidable force, and their presence has cast a shadow over Crescentville for far too long. But it is precisely because of the magnitude of this challenge that I am even more determined to put an end to their reign. I am willing to face the doubts and fears head-on, for the sake of our pack, our loved ones, and the future of Crescentville."

And then I see her. Viola’s in the bathtub, the bubbles lapping just beneath her collarbones. Her hair’s damp, clinging to her neck. Her arms are folded across her chest, and her face is streaked with silent tears. I crouch down beside the tub instantly. “I hate when you cry,” I murmur, brushing some hair from her cheek. She lifts her head. “I feel broken.” Her voice sounds like glass. “No,” I say, shaking my head. “You’re not. Julian’s the broken one. You’re… you’re fire, Vi. You’re moonlight and storms and stubborn goddamn strength. You’re not broken. You survived him.”

She nods "True, well you can keep your little shit hole, it wasn't making enough money anyway, you've saved me actually, I hated having to be here with that rat you call an assistant" Violet snaps at her " Hey!, dont call Cristal that, I rather a rat than a filthy snake like you!". She rolls her eyes "Whatever, if you think you are going to take your father's business away from Jesse then you better wake up, he got everyone on his side, including the minister ". She cats walk away swinging her hips I was about to go after her when Violet stops me "Just let her go, she thinks she's the only fox here". I nod my head " Yea she doesn't know the tortoise is cunnier than the fox".

Let's see which one you're willing to sacrifice first, your reputation or your money? Violet's fingers curled up slightly. As it happened, they wrapped around the lever of a fire extinguisher. With a loud thud, she smacked Kurt over the head with it, and blood spurted out instantly.

"You're a cripple now, so let's see how you're going to fight me now." Suddenly, his hand tilted, and the entire glass of scalding hot milk poured over my arm. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my nerves as I grunted in pain, and my crutch slipped from my grip. I lost balance and crashed heavily to the floor. A searing agony ripped through my leg, and cold sweat from pain soaked my back. But what broke me more was the music box that tumbled from my arms and clattered onto the floor with a crisp crack.

I was tall enough for my hands to touch the ceiling, but I needed support to be able to feel the part cut out and put my hands through. I picked the chair at the corner of the room to step on it. I knocked through the ceiling until I found the part that was cut through. I pushed it in, my hands go through the small cut. Evans would have no idea there was this here. I acknowledged Scarlett’s smartness. Just then my phone vibrated in my pocket. I suspected it would be a call.

Ruth continued to pick up the remaining shards. "I said leave me alone!" shouted Cheryl hysterically, glaring at Ruth. "Calm down Miss, calm down, I just want to make sure you don't get hurt." Ruth insisted on picking up the remaining shards. "Are you deaf? Why aren't you obeying my orders?" Cheryl ran towards Ruth. "Awww, ouch!" The girl groaned as she realized her leg was pierced by a shard and bleeding. "Fool! Why didn't you quickly clean up the remaining shards? You want to harm me, you useless servant!" Cheryl held her bleeding leg.

she whispered, but her voice was weak, full of defeat. Christian stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “Then you’ll have nothing, Violet. Not me, not this family, and not your child’s future.” The words were like a final blow, shattering the last pieces of her resistance. She couldn’t fight anymore. She had already lost everything- her husband, her sister, her family, and now, her father’s legacy. There was nothing left to hold onto. With trembling hands, Violet finally nodded. “Fine,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Take it.”

“Be nice Violet.” “Just saying,” she said, raising her hands up in defense. Violet and Victor couldn’t stop bickering. She kept teasing him about how he cried over spicy noodles. That he wasn't as bold as Logan and yet he was the one who dared. He clapped back by saying to her “beauty can’t survive without filters.” She called him an “overcooked plantain,” and he told her she was “louder than the blender at his mum’s house.”