Violet Blueberry Willy Wonka Novels & Stories

It wasn't easy convincing Mrs Vivian, but she finally gave in. "You know his different around you. Never had it been heard or seen that Mr Vance brought a lady to this house. Not even the self proclaimed queen Evelyn. But with you he made preparations. He wanted you to feel very comfortable. You are a good girl and I must say the boss is lucky. Please be gentle with him. His a tough person to love. But once he loves you— he will move the heavens and the earth for you." I felt happy. For this I made an effort to cook him one of Mom's favorite dishes. She called it a dish of love. It is typically made with a catfish little bit of water and rice wrapped in foil paper. I made it smokey and nice.

But what threw him off was that there was no lingering sulfuric scent maybe because of the strong narcissus like scent of the nymph blood pervading everywhere. “Overlord we have no idea what this is.” his Beta said as they assessed the damage some of the trees were over hundreds of years, they were part of the natural heritage of the wolves. And it broke Carl to see them shattered and strewn around like nothing or firewood. “ Violet! Get me Violet she is a top witch and she would know what this.. this thing that attacked our home.” Carl said to his Beta as the thought of a demon crossed his mind. Meanwhile Violet was mixing up a healing potion to save the witch who was paling as the second r

Erito’s confusion as well as perplexity became deeper and deeper. Meanwhile, Eriwan also found himself in the middle of the violets garden. The endless violets were mostly in blue, indigo and purple colors. He couldn’t see anybody as far as his eyes could gaze. He could merely smell the fragrant and soothing scents of the violets. He mumbled again in the quagmire of his mind and consideration.

As if he would ever give any kind of serious thought to any one human for any other reason than sustenance he required from them. "I want to play beer pong, let's go take a number Suze!" Violet was ready to party in every sense of the word and beer pong was one of her favorite ways to get down. She dragged Suzie along towards the keg for a third refill, Suzie was busy searching for Darren, though she would never admit how much she really liked him, or the fact that she put on those stilettos cause she knew he loved them on her. Violet knew just how much he really meant to her though, what kind of friend would she be if she didn't know Suzie's true feelings.

she asked giddily. Violet held back the urge to burp. That was incredibly satisfying. “I love it Emily! Although I've made many fruit juices, there's something about this one that makes me instantly feel refreshed. It tastes like heaven— I have nothing to compare it with, Emily. It's that good! What's the secret ingredient?” Emily squealed, her long black hair flying up and down as she jumped in excitement. “I knew you'd like it. As for the ingredient, I won't tell you. It's a secret.”

I followed her line of sight but saw nothing. Vines rose up from the floor and wrapped around the air. Violet’s arm pulled backwards, bringing the vines closer. A pained grunt was heard, making me realize that it was actually someone that we couldn’t see. “Pull your gift back or else these vines will turn into wolfsbane. Now, that’s some pretty painful shit from what I’ve heard. You have fifteen seconds to decided,” Violet told the invisible person. To make her point and psych out whoever the fuck it was, a new vine appeared as the seconds ticked by.

Open Briar Violet did not scream. She considered that a personal victory. The blue ribbon clung to the outside of her bedroom window, soaked flat against the glass. Rain dragged its pale tails downward in slow, uneven lines. The tag twisted in the wind just enough to show the words again. OPEN BRIAR. Of course. Because apparently the universe had decided subtlety was for people with healthy sleep schedules. Violet sat up slowly. The Briar envelope lay beneath her pillow, its edges pressing through the fabric like it had been waiting for the window to speak first.

Violet walked towards her, and happily hugged her from behind, but a sharp grip on her hand made her squeal in pain. “Betty…why??” She asked as she struggled to free herself from her grip. Betty smiled, dipped her hand into her pocket and forced something down Violet's throat. Violet coughed so hard as the object traveled down her throat. “I have just fed you the Viper's throng, a deadly poison. I have taken care of you all this while, it's time to make use of you.” Betty smirked as she pushed Violet to the floor. She crossed her palms on her abdomen and walked around Violet who groaned in pain.

Is the first question that came to Liviana’s mind. Leo couldn’t help but laugh at the basic question, but answers nonetheless. “Blue.” “Pink.” Violet answers, an obvious one considering she was dressed in all pink tonight, a blushed colored silk dress clinging to her body, matching that of the shimmery eye shadow she wore and the gloss painting her lips. “Yours?” “I like Purple.” Livi answers after a moment of thought. “I bet purple looks great on you.” Violet says, looking the girl over. “I bet everything looks good on her, she’s hot.” Leo adds, and Liviana couldn’t help but blush at the bluntness of her words.

"Get up and drink this!" Faye covered her face except for her eyes, glancing at the tiny vial in Wilbur's hand. In the vial was a glittering blue liquid. "What's that?" Faye asked, her voice trembling. "The Nectar of Healing," Wilbur smiled. "Not only will it heal your wounds, but it'll also help you look young forever." "Really?" Faye widened her eyes in disbelief. Wilbur smiled. "Don't you trust me?" "I do, but this is… something else." Faye was still finding it hard to believe that something so magical existed.