Ultra Violet Book Novels & Stories

*Aaron’s POV* The musty scent of old books and the hushed whispers of conspiracy swirled around me in the club’s meeting room by design. I perched on the edge of a leather chair, its surface cracked with age, watching the members of the Revenge Club skulk between the towering shelves. Violet made them hunters in their own right, seeking out the weaknesses of their prey. The library, once a sanctuary of knowledge, now served as a war room. I had to admire her skilled manipulation, she was using them for her own purposes, without stopping to help them as well.

No two people were more suited for one another, this Violet was sure of, which was why she was a bit annoyed at him for dragging his feet with Suzie. "I'll catch up to you later Vi," as soon as Brandon turned his back she grabbed Violet, "You got this girl!" "You too!" Violet's eyes darting to Darren as she whispered back. For reasons that escaped him, Ezra decided to follow her as she followed the guy that seemed to change things in the atomosphere. Like he injected a dark aura into the air aound them with a foul taste to it. Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face.

Giving it a squeeze to tell me to show him. "We'll go on then." The Alpha's tone was cold and harsh. I closed my eyes and let Issie do the work. Tingles surrounded my face like always. Then they went away and I opened my eyes. Both the Alpha and Luna were staring at me like I had 6 heads. "My oh my!" The Luna stood up and practically ran over to the Alpha's bookshelf. "I have read about this before but I never believed it! My! The Violet Moon is true!" The what now? I was beyond confused and so was Grayson.

A Risky Bargain. The desperate message, scrawled on a single piece of parchment – "Torture. He is dying. Grave danger. Must act now. Or he is lost" – had plunged Violet into a terrifying precipice of choice. Vlad’s life hangs by a thread, a fragile existence threatened by Aurora’s ruthless interrogation. The dull ache in Violet’s broken finger was a constant, visceral reminder of Aurora’s brutal efficiency, yet the burning desire to fulfill her father’s intricate gambit, to dismantle powerful empires from within, pulsed with a fierce, unwavering determination.

the chapter accidentally repeated the chapter above instead of the intended chapter, I fixed it and if you remove the book from your library and re add it it should fix, alternatively I will post it bellow for those of you who already had the incorrect chapter and don't wnat to remove and re add. *************************** Nova’s POV

Just strange, curling symbols that seemed to shift when I stared too long. I traced one line with my finger and whispered the sounds out loud, half-laughing at how ridiculous I sounded. “Vae’thul nar kesh… rha’el voris thal…” The lamp flickered. I froze. The air in the room suddenly changed and became thick, electric, like right before a storm picks up. I slammed the book shut. Shoved it back on the shelf. I told myself I imagined the whole thing and went back to my dorm.

Violet shouted as she felt something ominous rise within her. She left them to do her bidding as she got out her crystal and tried to gaze into the ball. She only saw darkness and she almost yelled in frustration. She opened a tray that carried different poultices and began adding them to the mixture in Elise's hands. She collected the bowl and began chanting. The vulture began to shake and say Luna stone, Luna stone in a hoarse voice. Bianca backed away while Elise looked at the animal with interest. Violet suddenly had to stop mixing when her phone rang. “ It is your mate Elise and he is asking for you.” THE END BOOK 2 COMING SOON!!!

Setting the picture to the side, Violet looked at the other things that were inside the drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a small black book. The page Violet opened was a list. There was a name of a city, a first and last name, then a number, and finally an address. This had to be what Jeremy was looking for. She set the book to the side and looked at the rest of the contents. Some of them were letters discussing this Richard Morgan she’d heard so much about. Whoever he was, he was not only a thorn in the alpha’s side but a lot many other people.

Cela said. "It's nothing, Ms. Cela. We are all happy to help…" Hyun said but suddenly realized that he had to be careful with his words. Ivy strongly instructed him to refrain from mentioning or implying anything about the third book at least for now. "The account is private. You should send a friend request or a private message to connect. If you want, I can send the request and probe some more," he asked.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. All I Want Is You (The Youngers Book 3) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2018 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief qu