Viola From She's The Man Novels & Stories

Emily sounded as if she was planning a conspiracy. " So what do we know about him?" Tash inquired. " Nothing." Anya snorted. " Actually I might know a few things or even better, his weakness. " Viola confessed. " You do?" Anya looked surprised. " Yes. There's someone from the inside who was willing to trade information and I plunged at the offer." Viola grinned. " In exchange for what?" Jess huffed. "A pair of sunglasses." Viola rolled her eyes. " That person is seriously mental. She got the chance to be bribed by 'the Viola Robertson' and she went for a pair of sunglasses? I would have gone for something like the Ferrari." Lizzy scoffed.

I prayed I was wrong. A familiar figure stepped through the ruined front doorway, slender, supermodel-perfect, stunning face framed by Viola. Even in the dead of night, she wore oversized designer sunglasses. She slipped them off as she surveyed the destruction, lips curling slightly. My wolf snarled inside my head at the sight of her. I bared my teeth in a silent, furious response. The man who’d chased me appeared on screen, coming down the stairs. He leaned in and muttered something to Viola, too quiet for the microphones to catch. She surprised me by whipping her hand back and slapping him hard across the face. He staggered sideways before catching himself.

It was him, it was the same man! ELVIN DIDN'T BELIEVE as he stared at the beautiful woman from a distance. Even though he was slightly intoxicated, he was still in the right state of mind as he intensely looked at the woman. Damn! He had only met her recently, but there was something about her that appealed to him. He wanted her in bed, and he was delighted that she was the woman who applied to him. He would f*ck her until she couldn't walk anymore. "You!" He grinned and continued to stare at Shanelle. "Come here," he said in a baritone voice.

Viola opened her heavy eyes as he leaned across the sticky table. "Let me take her for a spin on the floor," the man slurred, gesturing toward Viola with his cigar. "See if the little weirdo can dance." Giovanni didn't even look at her. He just took a sip of his whiskey and waved his hand lazily. "Go ahead. Bring her back when you're done." Viola’s heart launched into a frantic rhythm. "No," she whispered quickly, pressing herself deeper into the leather sofa. "No, please. I feel sick. I just want to go home."

I still can't believe Chynna, Is she allowed to lie to her patients? Aggravated, I walk to the couch, flip my laptop open, I click her name, and call unable to stop myself. It rings for a bit, and I begin to doubt her answering, how foolish of me to call her at this hour, she has a child, she's probabaly tir - "Viola." I still, I called, but still shocked. "Are you okay?" She asks, and I smile. She looks beautiful, peaceful even. "Fiona." I say with a gentle smile and an aching heart.

The one holding Seren back. His grip tightened instantly, and a gun pressed against her head again. Vincent noticed. “Lower it,” he snapped. The man obeyed reluctantly. Outside. Rafael’s voice returned through the phone. “Ten steps forward,” he said. “And tell your man to remove the gun from my wife’s head.” A pause. “I don’t like seeing her scared.” Vincent’s eyes darkened. “…Do it,” he ordered. Reluctantly, the man lowered the weapon. Ten steps were taken.

I stood frozen, my hands and feet icy cold. They were right in front of me, doing the most shameless things without a hint of restraint. After a low, breathless sound, Theo looked at me with open contempt. "Catherine, did you get a good look? This is what a real woman is like. Cheap tricks like drugging someone and crawling into their bed only make people sick." Humiliation burned through me. Without realizing it, my nails dug into the back of my hand, leaving red marks behind.

“Only when you promise me you’ll study harder.” Johann’s jaw dropped at her words until a smile crept up to his lips. “Damn it. I really chose the right girl, didn’t I?” He chimed while shaking his head and appreciating every inch of Janine Kwon.

Of course, her computer freezes and then she is forced to find something else to occupy her mind. No matter how hard she tries, she can't concentrate and is simply not motivated to find something else to do. That is until she picks up her violin and starts playing sad songs. However, the familiar feel of the wood under her touch, brings back old memories of when she was young, before the accident. Placing the violin down on the leather loveseat, she cradles her knees as she pulls them up to her chest.

I can smell the herbs and I instantly calms down, as I take a sip I can feel my nerves calming down as well and I start to relax. "I didn't mean to upset you, Poppy. I'm sorry about that, I was so glad to see that Aziel finally had you in his thoughts." Viola say and looks down on the floor. I know she feels guilty and in a sense she is also a bit jealous that I have three mates where she has none. "You will find him, Viola. I will help you if you want me to." I tell her and she looks up at me and smiles dazzingly.