Violet Baudelaire A Series Of Unfortunate Events นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Violet stood at Shawn's doorstep, her hand hesitating over the door handle. she knew once she stepped inside, there would be no turning back, she felt pained knowing she is giving herself to a monster, somebody she despise the most in this whole wide world, she couldn't think of hour to escape, she just wish for the ground to open up and swallow her up or her grandmother could just walk in through that door.Her heart sank, and she felt a wave of despair wash over her. She was trapped, with no escape in sight.She thought for a while and idea rushed through her mind, she rushed back to her to change into another clothes.

Alex said in an excited yet eager tone as he loosened his belt before removing his pants. His hands squeezed her bosom slowly as he smooched her neck, not caring if she was conscious or not. All he could see was her sexy body under him. As his hands touched down, Violet’s eyes snapped open. And a pure silver light flashed through her vision. The fingers on her left hand slowly stiffened as she raised it slowly and stared at it. The long sharp claws were elongating and Violet let out a sharp scream of terror yet again. Alex was caught off guard when she suddenly attacked his back with her hand, piercing his back brutally.

The girl threw him a glance before lifting her head at me, standing in all mighty. "A pleasant day to our guest, you are currently at Vandelia Empire where Vandelions reign, and you're at Vandelia Palace to be exact where Vandelia royalties live. I am the only Princess here. You may call me Princess Divine," she tucked her hair on the side of her ears and smiled sweetly. I shivered. Her smile is sweet but her eyes say otherwise. Two male vampires appeared in front too. "Second Prince. Prince Delfin," a guy whose all smiles said.

I made so many attempts in getting Violet killed, but that Dark Blood from hell was always with her! From the first day he came into our land, Thelma knew he was going to be trouble, and she had to go extreme, leading to the great war that helped us in executing Violet. I can still remember how I stabbed that sword right into her chest with the potion coated all over the edges. She cried in pain while I watched her power flowing slowly into the bottle Thelma gave to me. But Cadell! ARGH! That demon came in quickly and broke the sword, covering Violet with his darkness!

“Please… someone help me.” No one listened. They were all still laughing, talking about Luna’s pregnancy, about Christian’s future with her. Violet’s pain- her suffering- was invisible to them. The pain intensified, and she felt another gush of blood. Her vision blurred with tears, her body trembling with shock. Is this how it ends? Finally, someone noticed. It wasn’t Christian. It wasn’t Luna. It wasn’t her own mother. It was a distant cousin, someone barely connected to her, who gasped and pointed.

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Violet's POV I was in the infirmary room receiving treatment for my gunshot wounds when Morgan walked in with Harry and some of the guards. Lucien had done too much damage to my flesh, even more than we had discussed, but it was worth everything. I was a scorned woman, and I was ready for any consequence that followed as long as I exacted my revenge. I was Violet Sinclair and I take it personally when I am being treated as a fool or an option. I wasn't an option, even when my father made me one. I didn’t get crushed. I adapted. I was manipulated. And I conquered.

She looked at Naomi, her eyes filled with hope as she waited for Naomi to agree with her, but Violet was brought in, her eyes wide with fear. "Hey, Violet." Naomi smugly said. Behind me, Aubrey whispered to Hazel, "Do you know Hey Violet is the name of a human music band?" I rolled my eyes at her childish antics before turning to face Violet, ready to deliver my justice. Violet looked shocked to see Naomi okay then relieved. "The antidote worked. So why am I here? You promised your word." I nodded, moving forward. "I did. But you didn't keep yours."

Violet's POV We were in the courtroom, my heart was pounding violently in my chest, my defense lawyer and the prosecutor have been in a debate on my case, the detective help me out like he said he would and I'm grateful it's just this faze and I'll start thinking less hopefully, because of too much thinking I haven't had a good sleep for days, I think about my father each time, I don't even know if he is safe or worse dead as they are unable to find him with all the resources and men Vincenzo has, I just hope he doesn't get caught, Ava who was brought to court to explain how she perceived I and Serena's relationship almost fucked my whole plans, she just kept crying the whole time, I too cri