Violet Beauregarde Blue Nose Novels & Stories

I wondered how Genevieve coped with him. Genevieve, who everyone called Vivi was Morpheus's mate and surprisingly, Zephyros's cousin. She was the redhead who felt Zephyros was a prick. Definitely true. I had always felt family resembled family but those two looked nothing alike. She had auburn hair that looked nothing like Zephyros's flaming copper and golden brown eyes that had a touch of yellow in them. She was fiery and hotheaded. Or maybe it was just Morpheus's effect on her. The man was a pain.

Flashes of the recent incident crossed her mind. Violet decided to walk on her own, besides her personal maids needed to attend to the “pressing” matters that seemed to be happening. She just walked away from them but not without looking at Clara who looked around with intense murderous looks. Thinking about it, when Connor caught her that day, she had a glimpse of his eyes changing impressions. They turned blue and red but were more gentle and not fierce. It should be something this family shares as a trait which she doesn’t find surprising, rather.

“Let me hold her, please?” I hesitated but then gently passed her over. Claire had always been careful with her. She smiled warmly and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead while Violet stared at her. The color of their eyes was nearly identical, both a beautiful shade of blue, and their blonde hair was not that different either. Violet was a carbon copy of Alaric, but one could easily mistake her for Claire’s. My heart ached. It ached because I could tell she genuinely shared a connection with Violet, yet she would go as far as betraying me. Why?

“When? I want dates. I want times. I want the names and the exact words they used.” He and Thea bickered until Lizzie finally returned to take Bea from him. After that, Ash watched Violet, completely mesmerized as she continued to show her wares. She was clearly in her element. She helped one woman try on a necklace made of amber beads. When one of the other women said something, Violet laughed, her blue eyes sparkling. Ash wanted to be the one who made her eyes sparkle. He wanted to make her laugh. And by God, he wanted to make her tremble as he kissed her.

Violet crossed her arms, scrutinizing her older sister. "What do you want?" "Well, can't I spoil my little sister a bit?" "Not without a purpose." Genevieve put a finger on her chin, thoughtful. "How about an all-you-can-eat sushi treat, on me?" "Hm... Sounds fair." Violet observed the bags with expensive brand logos. "First, try on these clothes. I'll be here waiting." Genevieve handed over the purchases to Violet and settled on the couch. "Where's Aurora?" "She just left, and she definitely won't show up here today, not tomorrow, maybe not the whole week." Violet smiled mischievously, paying more attention to the contents of the bags. "Did you buy a pair of boots?"

Dressed in a peach gown that clung to her curves with effortless grace, she radiated soft elegance. Snoopy bounded into the room only to stop short. His eyes were sparkling with wonder. “A date?” Snoopy asked, scurrying closer. “I am heading into the woods. Stay out of my study,” Violet instructed as she slipped on earrings. Snoopy frowned. “I don’t understand why do you visit woods every month all dressed up like this? You hiding a werewolf out there?” Snoopy enquired, channeling his inner detective. . “I would choose death over a werewolf mate,” Violet deadpanned before turning around.

Alpha Matthew explained with a determined look. “Hey, don’t worry about it. We can always visit another time. And hey kiddo, when you do come over to Neo Greenpeace, I’ll give you a tour of my fancy fish collection,” Theophile joked as he playfully pinched Violet’s nose. “Oh, and let’s not forget about Aunt Lavelle’s purple lilacs - they’re just as pretty as you are!” “Do you guys have green lilacs? I mean, you’re from the Neo Greenpeace pack, right?” Violet inquired in a playful tone.

Violet The grand doors to the banquet hall swung open, and the hum of voices swelled into a roar. I held my head high, schooling my expression into one of serene confidence as Theodore and I walked in together. The crowns of light still lingered, drawing everyone’s attention. The banquet hall of Midnight Park was nothing short of opulent. Theodore hadn’t spared any expense for it. Crystal chandeliers cast soft, glittering light over the room, and the tables were adorned with Midnight blue and Darkmoon violet linens, all trimmed with silver. I remembered my wedding with Lucas, which had primarily been Darkmoon colors, at my father’s insistence. I had always felt bad about Twining River not be

Anything to take the emphasis away from my sheer embarrassment. "I'm Genie". I can't even look him in the eye, let alone believe that he's sitting next to me and talking to me. "Nice name - what's it short for?". "It's Genevieve". I mumble. "Wow, not a name you hear often. I like it! So now we're acquainted can I buy you a drink?". He asks. Reluctantly I agree " Ok, a Guinness would be good. But just to clarify, It's not normally something I would do".

Dumb human stuff,* I told him, as we made our way toward the backyard. He made a face but thankfully chose not to pick a fight with me. I had to hope Nox would do the same and understand. “Finchy! Heeeeeey,” I heard, making me spin around. I grinned as I took in Violet, my eyes struggling to realize it was her almost. She was in a long navy blue gown with little silver accents. She had on make-up and jewelry, even heels. “Violet? As I live and breathe, you look stunning,” I said, leaning in to kiss her cheek.