Viola Jokes Novels & Stories

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.

“Are they both from the Torricelli—” “The one you shot?” Viola asked, looking like she could barely hold in her laughter, “Yeah, those are his grandkids but don’t worry, I’m sure they don’t know you’re the one who put their grandfather in a hospital…I think?” Rain gasped in horror. Did they know?! “Of course not!” Viola burst into laughter, she laughed so hard that actual tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. “You’re going to make me ruin my makeup Rain, stop it,” Viola poked at Rain’s shoulder.

Viola smirked as she pulled out her phone. "Doing that right now!"

she sneered, her words dripping with venom. “What, no wheelchair today? Or are you just blind and clumsy now?" Viola’s cheeks flushed crimson, her temper flaring. "I'm not blind or clumsy! I'm perfectly fine!" “Still in denial?" Eve taunted, her eyes glinting with malice. "Last time, I saw you in that wheelchair, fumbling like a fool. Just admit it, you're a blind cripple!" “I'm not!" Viola shot back, her voice trembling with hurt. "Say that again, and I'll call my brother!"

The three of us, sticky and messy and laughing and okay. I don’t say it. We walk a trail nearby. Missy hops on every rock, collecting pinecones like rare jewels. Viola and I trail behind her. She glances at me. “You always this good with kids?” “Nope,” I say. “Only the ones who con me out of ice cream.” Viola smiles, then looks away. She’s quiet for a second. “She’s… a good kid.” “She loves you, you know.” I don’t mean to say it out loud, but it slips. I watch her face carefully.

She was more than irritated by Violet’s presence. “She has come, finally we can eat.” Connor let out and the whole table laughed except for Ella, Kimora and Clara. These three had their own personal issues bugging them so greatly. Ella detested Violet and the fact that her younger brother had gotten married to the woman she disliked made her the more angry.

Viola stood at the edge of the yard wearing a robe and a smirk. “What do you want?” I asked. “I heard about the prophet’s visit.” She walked closer. “About his solution to Silver’s healing problem.” Of course she had. News traveled fast in the palace. And?” “And I think it’s hilarious.” Viola laughed. “The precious Healer has to fuck the men who rejected her or the kingdom dies. You couldn’t write better drama if you tried.” “Get out.” “Oh don’t be so sensitive.” She circled me like a predator. “I’m actually here to offer some advice.”

Okay, a little time off to clear your head," Viola said, her eyes darting at Aliyah. "It's fine I promise. I can continue, don't worry," Aliyah exclaimed, but it was clear that Viola was not buying that. "Uh, uh! Take a break, your mind is somewhere else, at this rate you are gonna end up making pasta and human blood sauce for Master Ben" she joked, trying to lighten Aliyah's mood, but that did not seem to work.

“I will try to get him out of here as soon as possible. You must be exhausted.” “It’s okay,” I reply, although the trepidation sinks into my bones. I know I don’t have a leg to stand on. “I have to get to know him, right?” An encouraging smile leaves my lips, remaining cautious in my actions. Viola says, startles me with unannounced presence. ‘We don’t need to know more. He is a donkey’s ass.’ Her comment has a smile tugging at my lips. I forgot how funny she can be when she isn’t pissed and brooding.

Viola immediately clamped her mouth shut " of course not. why would I say anything like that, let me help you prepare" *******