Tomas Violetta Novels & Stories

Did she know about all his flings and affairs? Odd compliment, but I took it and smiled at her as she shook my hand. “My name is Cassie. But you can call me Cass. That emotionally constipated brick wall is my brother. Half-brother, technically. And I am really jet-lagged right now.” She stifled a yawn, and I smiled at her, shaking her hand. “I am Violet, and I only want an alliance for my pack.” “Of course, you do. Because if you were a gold digger that strutted in impossibly high heels, I would have strangled you to death.”

To the almost feral desire to keep her safe in a world that always seemed ready to tear her away from me. Violet sat on the bed, propping herself on her elbows and looking at me with a mischievous smile. “What’s going through the head of the great alpha of the largest packs in Romania?” she asked, the provocative, almost ironic tone of her voice making me smile. “Wild thoughts about his luna,” I replied, crossing my arms and leaning back against the chair behind me. “But it’s funny, some time ago you used to call me flea-ridden and threaten to tear a piece out of my neck, and now…” I said, walking toward her, “…now I’m the great alpha.”

She and Melissa traded happy glances. “She’s a violet- Just like my dear great-grandmother was.” Alfredius affirmed proudly. Marina walked over to me and brushed my bangs out of my face. “Curiously, it’s only the women that can be a full violet.” She explained as Melissa and Alfredius nodded. “It is possible that any daughters you might have could be violets as well.” Oh. Well, that will make Conor happy to hear this.

Despite the distance, we still manage to catch up through video calls whenever we all have time. "How many months has he been trying to win you back?" Violet asked, taking a sip of her wine. I couldn't help but notice the men stealing glances at our table. In the past, it was me who drew their attention, but now it's Violet, especially since many here know she’s the daughter of the renowned businessman Jake Crystal. Several men had already approached our table, asking Violet to dance, but I turned them down on her behalf, remembering what Adam once said about most of the attendees having hidden agendas. I don't want Violet getting into trouble, so I’ve taken it upon myself to be her bodyguar

She knew if it was happy, sad, angry, upset, bitter, or somewhat lazy. “Something happened. Her voice was not natural. It was restless.” Irene on the other line, transferred her cellphone to her left ear. “Hmmm. The restless Violet! That, of course, belongs to Monet." Marie intended for the guards to hear it loudly, so she clicked the speaker. While she knew it was not permitted to speak loudly there, she needed to dissuade them from the monitors that were everywhere tracking her movements. She was an invited visitor. “You’re perfectly right. I can breathe now. The two royal guards leave.”

Maya said "But I want to go see the remains of my parents." Valentina said "And you will, look here young lady, don't you dare cause a nuisance between I and Owen(Ryan's wolf). We love each other and are connected, I don't want you to reject him. I am tired of loving and bonding with new wolves every month, because last month I lost a mate due to rejection and I went through pains I am yet to heal from, so thread carefully... or would you prefer to go back to Alexander, if so then break it off, I am tired of your tantrums." Maya said sternly

"Tell me everything that you know." Violet is visibly shaking in the corner of the cottage. Her little legs are bouncing up and down as she tries to formulate sentences. "I don't know. It is different this time. She has never come asking about specific people before." "And she came specifically asking for Natalia and Margaret?" Victor asks and Violet nods her head once before looking down at her hands. "Who is your sister?" I cannot help but to interrupt their conversation. "Larissa," Violet says quietly. "She is a servant under the King."

Violetta The air outside the truck cab is immediately cooler, a sharp, clean draft that catches my hair the second I step down onto the gravel clearing. Caleb is already at the rear of the vehicle, dropping the heavy tailgate with a sharp metallic clunk. He reaches into the bed, sliding two massive, black plastic storage crates toward the edge with a single, effortless pull of his forearms. "Grab the smaller canvas bundle from the left side, Violetta," he directs, not looking up as he unlatches the lid of the first crate. "That’s the ground tarp."

Vincenzo's POV “Boss, look at this girl her name is Violet Thomas Philip, I don't know why she's bearing her father's full name but that was what caught my attention, she deplaned 9 hours ago and my men alerted me, she's currently at Rostanios and I've been trying to do some diggings on her but I'm unable to do so because I have been denied access from the server, to be sure she's Thomas daughter we need deeper information about her so we can determine if she's his daughter or they just look alike because if you look closely at her passport she has a striking resemblance to Thomas,” Gio narrated to me briefly and somehow he was good at what he did.

Elise explained while a waiter brought her a bowl of chocolate ice after she had placed her order. “ Poor Thomas ! but I prefer to say Poor Overlord. He is in for a big mess and your brother too. Valdosta is a shape shifting high sorceress. In the order of black magic and mage, she is one of the highest. And she especially deals in seduction and love potions, she makes millions of dollars from it.” Violet explained as she showed them the picture of a beautiful woman with long platinum blonde hair and a nice figure. Her almost colourless irises glowed from the picture making both Bianca and Elise cringe. “ I don’t understand how a black magic love potion making witch can change my brother’s m