Violet Beauregarde Blue Nose Novels & Stories

‘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.

I must have fallen asleep, into a real deep sleep, the thing I woke up to was someone shaking me awake, it's probably one of the doctors wanting to check on Violet while I'm being in the way. "Mister, mister, let me go," a small voice says, it's not one of my doctors, I opened my eyes and was met with eyes that are a mix of blue and purple. "Violet" I whisper, her eyes are different, the treatment is working, it's changing her, and making them look more purple. "Mister, let me go," she says again, couldn't she remember me from earth. "Had nice sleep, Violet?" I ask her.

simpered Chu Xun. "You've forgotten our names, my lord? I'm Violet Fairywren, and she's Sapphire Fairywren." "And she's your big sister?" "You remember us, my lord! Even after so long, you remember us!" cried Violet, her face beaming with joyful surprise that radiated more charm. Chu Xun said nothing. Fairywrens are a kind of songbirds and in the Huaxian classification of colors, blue comes before purple. "You must be tired, my lord. Let me give you a good massage," said Violet. She allowed Chu Xun to lie down on her lap and she began to rub around his temples gently.

Garret quickly mounted to his horse and ran the horse swiftly towards the sea. He dismounted from his horse when he got there and immediately looked for the wood carving on the sand. He had a relieved smile on his face when he found it. He took it from the sand and held it tightly in his hand. The smile on his face turned to curiosity when he saw a girl standing facing the sea not far from where he was standing. The girl was so beautiful like a goddess. She has long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. Garret's eyes suddenly opened wide with his heart beating fast. He recognized that beautiful face. "Princess Violet?!"

Violet got out of the water and wiped her body before applying a special ointment she saw on the table, on her skin. She wore a blue dress and placed a mask on her face, preventing others from seeing her face. That was the usual dressing for the ladies if they didn't want to attract male attention to themselves. Violet was becoming fond of their clothes including the masks, they were perfect for aesthetic. Violet giggled internally at the thought then she fixed her hair and waited for dinner to arrive. The food included sweet potatoes, carrots and stake. She wanted to ask for wine but after remembering the experience with Alaric she decided otherwise.

"Sure, Suze?" Suzie's eyes were occupied, Darren finally made an appearance. His auburn locks were hard to miss, he was tan with dark, fiery hair and bright blue eyes. He was quite attractive, Violet might have taken an interest in him if Suzie hadn't seen him first. Then again, they were perfect for each other so maybe not, they were both loud and friendly and at times obnoxious. 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.

His favorite. Adryan's mouth waters, and he was about to dig in when the scent of citrus and apple's hits his nose. "I never knew I would ever get to see the 'Big Bad Alpha' smile" A new voice chimes, causing Adryan to slump back in his office chair as his eyes connected with a pair of hazel and blue eyes, "And that too showing all his thirty-two teeth in all its glory" Violet says dramatically causing Adryan to roll his eyes at her words.

She leaned in to whisper. “No, I’m clairvoyant, plus I saw the worry in your face when you returned the hanger.” “Oh,” Brianna laughed with an awkward smile. “I’m sorry, you have a lovely selection, but I don’t think I can buy any of them.” “Is that your favorite color?” Violet asked of the deep blue color mini dress that was just in her hand. “Oh, I couldn’t pull this off. I thought it was modest because of the boat neck front, but the back.” Bree parted the sea of dresses to show Violet what she meant. “There is no back.”

Tonight, I had to remind myself—and the rest of the world—what we were. Nothing. The first wave of guests approached, exchanging pleasantries. I answered with the same calculated charm I always did. Reigna remained by my side, poised but tense, her fingers clutching the strap of her purse. “Carlisle Amoroso,” a familiar voice cooed, and I already knew who it was before I turned. Violet. She was draped in a deep burgundy gown, her blonde hair falling in soft waves, and the way she carried herself was as effortless as ever. Her gaze flickered briefly to Reigna before she gave me a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Because it really embarrass her. Then when she arrived in front of the mirror she felt that her appearance did not match. She was wearing a brown dress that was a bit wrinkled from the long journey. Violet opened the chest, she was about to change into her travel clothes with something prettier. She chose there are some dresses there. And she opted for an evening dark blue embellished with beautiful vines embroidered with silver thread. The girl cleverly took off her brown dress and put on the blue one. The dress adhered perfectly to her slender body. Violet combed her hair and put on some perfume.