Twdg Violet Novels & Stories

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:

Candles flickered. No Kaida. "Are they here?" He hissed as the tattoo seared, sending agony up his arm. A return text from Tristan pinged Brady's phone. At the store with the girls. Violet lifted her extravagantly penciled eyebrows and pointed to the back room. Bracelets jingled and clattered from her wrist. "Three Meaths in one afternoon. There's a bad omen." Her voice rasped like a three-pack-a-day habit. "Go on. They're expecting you."

‘Let me explain. ‘Then explain!’ Savannah shoved the phone in Violet’s face. ‘The photos are out now. Roux & Lune launched their products three years ago. Yours came out last week. Did you work for Roux before coming to Nyx?’ Violet gave a tiny shake of her head. ‘Do you happen to own Roux?’ Savannah held out a faint glimmer of hope. Violet shook her head again. ‘The designer at Roux, any relation of yours?’ Another head shake.

“You don’t remember? Oh, I was afraid of that. Ash and I drove you home. On the way here, you said some things.” Thea grimaced. “God, don’t tell me. Whatever it was, I’m sorry. I should never have drunk that much. I’ll be nursing this hangover for weeks, I swear.” Violet nibbled on her bottom lip. With her blond hair and creamy skin, Violet looked like a model most days. It didn’t help that she was tall and always well-dressed. Today she wore simple silver hoop earrings that Thea was sure Violet had made herself. Violet ran her own jewelry business, making every piece herself by hand, and had within the last year caught the notice of some major designers.

Not Aurora, someone far, far worse. Violet emerges from behind the plants and walks up to the counter. She blows out a bubble from her pink bubblegum, letting it pop right in front of Ivan's face. His jaw clenches but only a fool would call out Violet. "What do we have here?" she muses, eyeing the two of us as if she didn't just overhear everything being said. Her aura isn't as potent as Aurora's, her mates' or Logan's for that matter but it doesn't stop either of us from bending our necks towards her under her scrutinizing gaze.

Is the first question that came to Liviana’s mind. Leo couldn’t help but laugh at the basic question, but answers nonetheless. “Blue.” “Pink.” Violet answers, an obvious one considering she was dressed in all pink tonight, a blushed colored silk dress clinging to her body, matching that of the shimmery eye shadow she wore and the gloss painting her lips. “Yours?” “I like Purple.” Livi answers after a moment of thought. “I bet purple looks great on you.” Violet says, looking the girl over. “I bet everything looks good on her, she’s hot.” Leo adds, and Liviana couldn’t help but blush at the bluntness of her words.

’ I tell him. ‘Already on it, boyo’ he tells me. ‘our girl liked it there, remember?’ He is running full force toward the lake, and in no time is dashing through the trees, his eyes darting side to side trying to see his mate. As we approached, I realised the scent was so much stronger than before. It smelt like a combination of buttercream and vanilla… good enough to eat! Odyn was wasting no time and dashed through the trees, pausing at the edge. There laid on the rocks, writhing in pain, was Violet mid-shift. Like she was stuck, mid-shift.

Viper screamed in excitement. Violet on the other hand checked her phone and the small drive that James Mondragon gave. She won't lose hope.

Violetta pauses. “With all due respect ma’am, I don’t intend to hurt Nova and if you are thinking of telling me their sex I already have my suspicions and I do not care what sex they are. I am immensely attracted to them, but even more so in love with them.” I sigh then under my breath “Cade and Gina are right I just needed to admit it to myself.” “Good! Because Nova doesn’t deserve the hate that they sometimes receive least of all from someone who should be showing them affection!” She pins me with her eyes and I feel like there is more to this that she is not about to tell me.

It was Violet. Dressed in a flowing gown that mirrored the moonlit sky, her ebony hair cascaded like a waterfall, framing her delicate features and illuminating eyes the color of twilight. In her presence, a sense of both vulnerability and fierce determination resonated—an echo of her turbulent past and her unwavering spirit.