Violet Bridgerton Book Novels & Stories

Violet Hathaway Hathaway Residence hours before Today is Annabel's birthday, my 2 year old little sister. She looks a lot like me, everyone says so. Annabel is white, with black hair and blue eyes. She's like I was when she was little, except for her eye color, mine are black. My name is Violet and I am the eldest of the twins. My identical twin is named Sarah, but she's been living in another city since Mom found out she was pregnant with Anna.

In this arrangement, none of it will happen. I’m sitting, and nursing a glass of wine, when the door opens and Violet walks in. She’s draped in a red robe, lingerie underneath, and her skin is flawless, her gray eyes holding me in place as if they’ve claimed me. Those eyes, the same ones that almost made it impossible to reject her when I first learned we were mates, flash through my mind. I remember my feelings wavering, even just for a moment, until the disappointment I saw in her face, her unspoken hatred for my family, drowned every trace of desire.

The more I voiced it the more I became confident. ‘Live Brazenly, Love loudly.’ The Doctor's voice rang in my head again. I planned to do exactly just that. Violet would finally have a man who truly deserves her and who can love her as loud as she wanted. I would unrestrain my feelings and give her everything I have got in my heart. Broken or not.

They sit talking, like before. "So, all planned?" I hear Marcus. "Yeah sorted, every aspect of it." I feel my foot tapping. "That person we were talking about comfortable?" "Yeah totally, you said Violet right?" God this is getting annoying. "Yeah, Violet. Purple would have maybe worked, but Violet is better for the job." Are they really talking about paint? "The other thing?" Demitri's question is left unanswered for a while. "Why not, what needs doing needs doing." "You're sure though it is good and all above board?"

he added "You mean there is only female Alpha of age?" I asked to reconfirm, I mean it's better that I don't have to spending a lot of time selecting a bride for myself "Yes" he replied with a smile "And she is?" I asked looking at him, I think I already know the answer but I wanted to hear it from his mouth to make sure "Violet Willow Wade from the Dark Moon pack, Fab's baby sister" he replied and I shook my head in disbelief, now I have to deal with Fabian. I remember he said the only thing his sister wanted was to find her mate, and she had her entire family's support

Grace also quietly left, perhaps this case should be ended here. 1 Violet Grace walked, she thought this was the first time she could walk on this bridge, several times before she drove over, she could not feel the cool air that this bridge brought. The wind kept blowing and everything seemed to be moving according to its certain laws. People are always so complicated and difficult to understand, because in their hearts there are always dozens of thoughts about themselves and the people they come into contact with. Not only Violet, but every day besides interacting with trainees and corpses, Violet no longer meets anyone else. She worked all day in the operating room, returning home every ho

"Tell me everything that you know." Violet is visibly shaking in the corner of the cottage. Her little legs are bouncing up and down as she tries to formulate sentences. "I don't know. It is different this time. She has never come asking about specific people before." "And she came specifically asking for Natalia and Margaret?" Victor asks and Violet nods her head once before looking down at her hands. "Who is your sister?" I cannot help but to interrupt their conversation. "Larissa," Violet says quietly. "She is a servant under the King."

He kept noticing. The car stopped. I got out and breathed the open air and tried to leave the last two hours in the vehicle where they belonged. The first bridal store was genuinely beautiful. Enormous glass windows along the front. Crystal chandeliers throwing fractured light across everything. Rows of white and ivory and cream arranged with the particular care of a place that understood it was selling more than fabric. For a moment, standing in the entrance with the light catching the sequins on the nearest gown, something in me lifted. This was real. I was getting married. I was going to be Fabian's Luna. Three more weeks and everything would be different.

April smiled at him. Violet sat down in the drawing-room, with a novel in her hand. She giggled at the last sentence on the page before she flipped over to the next. George was walking past the room and caught a glimpse of her. He stood there and furrowed his brow confusingly. He entered the room. "What seems to be amusing you?" He asked plainly, seeing the smile she had worn. Violet looked forward and saw him. "Your Majesty," She said as she closed the book,

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. "I'll catch up to you later Vi," as soon as Brandon turned his back she grabbed Violet, "You got this girl!" "You too!" Violet's eyes darting to Darren as she whispered back. For reasons that escaped him, Ezra decided to follow her as she followed the guy that seemed to change things in the atomosphere. Like he injected a dark aura into the air aound them with a foul taste to it. Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face.