Violet Beauregarde Blue Nose Novels & Stories

Our senses awaken from the age of fourteen with enhanced hearing, eyesight, smell, healing and strength. Up until the age of seventeen we are all equal and depending on the beast you get your rank within the lair will determine your future. Sires usually get an indigo beast and rarely a violet one. A violet beast is the strongest one and you are feared and revered when you are blessed with one. Blue beasts are usually a sign that you will be a good second commander or just second in command of the liar, like the co-captain. Green beasts are specialized, they become doctors, trackers, investigators and so forth.

I smile, I don't think I've ever had this much fun with anyone other than Sophie, actually. The dress Violet grabs for me is a red backless bodycon with a deep v-line. It barely holds my boobs in and I'm sure my labia are hanging out but I have to admit, I look good. Gemma and Violet aren't dressed any less slutty than I am though. Gemma's dirty blonde hair is pulled up with a few hairs framing her face, her dress is light purple and strapless and she's got white strappy heels on. Violet let her wavy chestnut hair free, her midnight blue dress is backless like mine but it has one off the shoulder strap and she is wearing a pair of black flats. They both look sexy as hell too!

Violet spent several minutes in the same spot, wallowing in her thoughts. She'd almost forgotten about taking a bath. She'd forgotten that Mimi might be waiting for her at the dining table. When she came back to her senses, she quickly entered the bathroom and washed up. Contemplating what to wear, Violet opted for a blue mini short and a bright thigh-length blouse. She wouldn't have worn this if anyone else was around. But it was only her and Mimi in the house and she liked to dress lightly. Mimi must still be waiting for her.

Violet was sure Curzon was using them to manipulate her into accepting his offerings but their lives were far more important than her pride. "Names," Violet said, sighing. The maids looked confused. "Tell me your names. Names are important." "I'm Olivia," replied the redhead. "And I'm Hestia." Violet accepted the key from Hestia. "Show me the way." *** Violet tried on six different dresses, each one so crowded with decadence there was little room left for her. They were long, like Chione's Parvara wardrobe, which left Violet feeling consumed by fabric. But she chose a pale blue organza that clung tight to her waist and fell from her shoulders like water, flowing behind her into the dress's t

I was dressed in a gown of midnight blue that clung to every curve, moving between tables with a tray of crystal glasses. "Byron, I heard you had a run-in with your nephew's discarded mate," Mason Clark laughed, leaning back in his chair in the VIP section. He leaned closer to Cole, eyeing the faint marks on Cole’s neck that hadn't quite healed. "Word is she's a hellcat. Half the Alphas in the city are waiting for her to officially hit the market now that she's unclaimed." Cole’s grip on his glass tightened until the crystal groaned. "She isn't 'on the market,' Mason."

Rodney warned handing over her passport to her which she collected thanking him profusely. Violet collected the passport from his hands , she hopes no one saw the photograph else the secret is out and Sloan would come for her and her family . She thanked him , walked to the garage , Jones the new driver was waiting for her standing by the Bugatti Veyron, it was white in color and Violet couldn't wait to see how it looked though she covered up her anxiousness with a straight face . “ you don't have to keep such a straight face Nessa ” Rodney said behind , his hot breathe fanning her neck .

Nina says as she brings out a green flowered dress, it's skimpy and hot. "This is mine, I'll be Poison Ivy." She grins. "And, I'll be Harley Queen." Violet says with excitement as she brings out a blue and red body hug gown, with blue and red booth, a black shinny belt which has 'pudding' inscribed on it, and a platinum with, with blue and red on the edges. "Wow." Lola whispers. I giggle "I'll be Corpse Bride.", and they stare as I bring out the creepy white gown, flower view and a new set of makeup.

To my left stood my sister Polly, looking beautiful and happy beside Quilla, who'd toned down her usual ensembles to a sky blue bridesmaid dress, though she still wore a matching blue painter's hat on her head, and under her pointy black shoes were blue and white striped stockings. I had to smile as my gaze moved to Anna. She was stunning in her blue dress, her wings fluttering lightly behind her and her hair done up and covered in matching flowers. Last was Violet. She also wore a blue bridesmaid dress that clashed only a little with her spots as her tail flicked back and forth behind her. On her nose were her reading glasses, which I still swore must be held on by magic. Seeing her eyes we

“Huh, Blue? Should I return home or spend the night here?” “You’ve never answered me no matter how many times I ask,” Carol scrunched her nose. “Why do you keep on calling him Blue? That’s such an unusual pet name.” “I know right,” Seb smirked. “I wonder why myself.” “Stop talking,” Alex quickly rose to his feet. “Aren’t you sleepy?” “Well, I guess I’ll be spending the night here,” Seb joined Alex on his feet. “Good night, Carol. You too, Lucas. Go puke all you want.”

“Like that.” “Top dog?” Violet shook her head. “Boring. Again. I am so disappointed,” she said, with mocked exasperation. “Okay then, you put in something for me,” Nolan told her in an obvious challenge. Violet thought for a moment and replaced Top dog with ‘Marmaduke.’ “Marmaduke?” Nolan said, looking confused. “Yeah, have you never seen that movie?” Nolan shook his head. Violet sighed with mocked exasperation. “You should, it’s hilarious!”