Twdg Violet Novels & Stories

Another pair of fats is shoved in my face, this time being a bag of chips. "Nancy, take whatever you want." She's like a tornado, a whirlwind of pink fabric, brunette curls and strong perfume, running around the stalls and grabbing everything that catches her eye. Sometimes I'm envious of her childish enthusiasm. "Heey, aren't you the new occupants on Elmond street?"

"Don't make it harder than it should be, V, take it." "Mia..." V began as he tried to sound normal despite his annoyance. "I just want you to know how pretty and smart you are..." She blushed but tried to maintain a straight face. "Unfortunately, I think you're not smart enough to know that, I'm allergic to tulips." "What?" "I'm not asking you to believe me because you actually never have. But, I honestly did not send that to you." He said nonchalantly as he pocketed his hands. Mia's mouth fell but she immediately regained her senses.

She shrugged, pursing her lips. The lie came naturally, in the depths of the distastefully coloured bathroom. Artichoke green and cream never meshed well together—stained grout did nothing to help their case, either. Genevieve did, however, enjoy the beauty of the light that fell through the high, frosted windows. It filtered to a dull glow visible in a stream as Genevieve stared at a certain angle... and it caught her breath. "Don't bullshit me, Gen, I know he did, I can tell,"

"I hope these items will be of use to your workshop. There are also many different types of silk threads in the manor, perfect for making high-quality embroidery. If you'd like, you're welcome to come inside and take a look, Ms. Spencer." Violet's guard immediately went up. "No need for that. Just have them all brought out, and we'll take it from there." Yuvan didn't push the matter. Instead, he turned and gave orders to his servants. "Bring out all the silk threads and load them onto the carts. If there aren't enough carts, send someone to hire more." The servants quickly headed back inside to retrieve the silk threads. Meanwhile, Yuvan's gaze lingered on Violet. She wore a soft lavender dr

Aurora POV “Do I look as pretty as you, Mummy?” Violet asks as I adjust her silver bow in her blonde hair. “Even better,” I wink at her as I add a little gloss to her lips. She grins at herself in the mirror, looking at her silver dress with puff sleeves, tulle skirt and matching sequin shoes. “Here, I want you to have this.” She looks up at me wide-eyed as I head over to my jewellery box and pluck out the small silver ring that was once my grandma’s. It’s a thin band with two different metals wrapped around the other and tiny diamonds in-between each swirl.

that is until one of them is the root of the packs gossip! "Ravey, Ravey! No wolf today?" Violet chuckled with one of her friends as they walked past. Flicking her hair, whilst trying to walk through the grass in her stilettoes. "Vile, Viley, No clothes today?" I called back with a wide grin causing her chuckle to fall short and her face turn into a scowl.

“Her scent is overpowering everything. It’s all I can do not to—” I cut myself off. Didn’t need to say the rest. Didn’t need to admit just how close to the edge Zey was riding. Crowley’s smile turned faintly amused, but he didn’t push. “If Terrence says it’s strong,” he said carefully, selecting a deep violet vial, “I would start here. Violet wolfsbane is the most likely culprit.” My fingers tightened around the edge of the table. “And if it’s silver?” Crowley paused. That was not a pause I liked.

The diplomatic party arrived at midday, five wolves from Shadowcrest plus Vesper as lead. She was beautiful. Black fur so dark it looked like liquid shadow, and when she shifted to human form, that impression didn't change. Long black hair, pale skin, and her eyes Violet. Not the normal gold or amber or even blue that most wolves had. Violet, like someone had taken twilight and poured it into her gaze. Every wolf in the courtyard watched her pass. Some with admiration. Some with wariness. All of them affected in their own way. "Steady," Thea murmured beside me. "Keep your shields up. Don't reach for her mind yet."

As if he would ever give any kind of serious thought to any one human for any other reason than sustenance he required from them. "I want to play beer pong, let's go take a number Suze!" Violet was ready to party in every sense of the word and beer pong was one of her favorite ways to get down. She dragged Suzie along towards the keg for a third refill, Suzie was busy searching for Darren, though she would never admit how much she really liked him, or the fact that she put on those stilettos cause she knew he loved them on her. Violet knew just how much he really meant to her though, what kind of friend would she be if she didn't know Suzie's true feelings.

I asked. Violet frowned and looked at my mate, clearly not liking the answer. “He siphoned magic—from a Phoenix wolf. Centuries ago. So, he’s been experimenting on it to determine what he’d need to make it happen. I wished that I knew more on that front, but my visions haven’t shown much.” I wasn’t certain what she was going to share, but this was much worse than I’d anticipated. How were we going to… I didn’t waste a second. The moment Violet’s words sank in, I pushed away from the desk and strode out of the office, ignoring both Octavia’s and Violet’s questions that followed me into the hall.