Violet Blooming Novels & Stories

At the sight of Violet, the excruciating pain on my side ebbs significantly, and I reach for her, holding her face in my hands and bringing her luscious lips to mine. I kiss her slowly and sweetly, losing myself in the sweet, flowery scent of her. She smells like cherry blossoms and freesia, and I feel my senses revitalise the longer our lips stay connected. When the overwhelming need for air surges, I break the contact and look deeply into her eyes. Violet gives me a watery smile. “Everyone has been so worried.” She tells me. Her words cause the earlier memories to rush back, and I jerk away from her, getting up and moving towards the door as I ask.

I was beyond confused and so was Grayson. "No! That's impossible!" Alpha exclaimed to the Luna. Getting up to join her at the bookshelf where she was looking for some book. "Will someone tell us what is going on?!" Grayson could see I was anxious and he was to. "Oh yes." The Luna stops what she was doing and looked over at me and Emma. She walked towards us and pulled up a chair next to Emma. "Emma. The reason you have this special power is because of the Violet Moon. The Violet Moon, is the one night every decade when the Moon Goddess visits her chosen one and chooses the next one. It's a way for her to see our world. A chosen one is a wolf with immense beauty. Beauty more than anyone can e

Most of the frat houses were on the same stretch of road only a few blocks from the dorms, walking distance was always a plus, the last thing a bunch of college students needed were duis or worse. Violet had gone with fitted,flare jeans, a black crop top, she was a firm believer in showing off if you had it because one day you would no longer, and paired it with a new pair of black wedge heels she'd been waiting to take out for a night on the town. Normally she would have just paired the ensemble with her favorite pair of converse but tonight was a special occasion after all, it called for her special date shoes that had never seen a date since they walked out of the shoe store almost a yea

She looks up and me and smiles. "Violets are one of the first flowers of spring and a symbol of faithful love. Purple violets are for new love. Doesn't your new love deserve some?" She picks up a bundle tied with a white ribbon. I don't tell her no, I don't say a word for a moment, just give her a dollar and turn and walk away. I stop and turn back to her, "Thank you." And keep walking just looking at the little bundle of purple flowers.

"Disco—what?" "It's a beautiful white flowering cactus plant, but it's a rare one that can emit magic starlight!" There was excitement in her voice whenever she talked about plants. Violet hopped down from the chair. "Magic? I thought it was just a silly plant. I'm in!" "It's late now, Rose. You can see the plant tomorrow at class." "But the flowers only bloom at night, Mom," Rose begged, showing off her puppy eyes. "Please, let us go," Violet added. I had intended to read them a story from a book I'd borrowed from the library, but who knew they had other plans?

“All right, then, be quick. We have a lot of work to do.” Violet went outside to check out the new garden in front of the mansion while she waited for Anne to arrive. Looking at how the flowers were blooming reminded her of another aspect of her life: relationships. She quickly dismissed it because her car arrived at that precise moment, carrying Anne. She helped herself and sat comfortably in the limo as it drove away. She was proud and happy with what she had accomplished over the years. She was distracted by the trees and cars when she heard Anne say that they had arrived at the mall.

“Hello, I’m back! Do you have any bouquets in red and purple, or can I have one made up. I found out that that is my babe’s favorite color combo, especially if there are red roses.” The girl behind the counter looks at me “Nice combination! We don’t get a lot of call for it, but I can put something together. I have Black Baccara roses, they are a deep, velvet red, I can mix them with some brighter red carnations and poppies that have red petals and a deep purple center and purple lattice, oh! I just got in a few other things that may work…I can do this.” She smiles as she starts turning to the back, then shoots over her shoulder “Good to see you back and to know that your girl’s mother didn’

It wasn't a bad thing to be cared about by someone she liked. After her shower, Violet placed the pink roses Nathaniel gifted her into a vase. After that, she started to search for news related to him. She kept feeling like there was something familiar about Nathaniel. Just then, Carl opened the door only to see the pink roses and Nathaniel's photo on her computer screen. Violet's eyes widened slightly as she said annoyedly, "This may be your villa, but I'm currently using this room. Can you please knock before entering?" Carl pressed the power button on the computer. He pulled the flowers out and crushed them, glaring angrily at Violet.

Everything stops just as the rose falls. The melodic sound is not heard anymore for her heart and soul have come to a stop. Crimson colors paint the snow. The ice melts and the blood flows. Calix crumbled the letter and threw it in the trash bin angrily. It was obviously a threat towards Rosalya. His fist punched the wooden desk ones, then twice, creating a dent. He roughly stood up and commenced his journey to the dungeons. Jonathan was linked and so were the two guards that had captured the female rogue.