Violet Evergarden Book Novels & Stories

Eliza looks back at Merlin, “They described the house last night, and the Phoenix remembered it. I thought you might like to know, and hiding it served no purpose.” He nods, and holds out the first vial. She takes it and downs it, chasing it with the tea. The same for the next two, then Claire comes back to the group and sits on the coffee table as she flips through the book then smiles, and hands Eliza the book, pointing to one particular picture.

“She won’t be known?” “She will be loved,” I said. That was all we could offer. Esri vanished into the forest, cloak wrapped tight, footsteps already fading. And I turned back toward the palace smoke, carrying nothing but ash in my lungs and blood under my nails—while somewhere far from fire, the last Luna’s daughter was already becoming something no kingdom was prepared for. (Violet’s POV) From a distance, the parchment seemed innocuous—just a scrap of faded vellum, its edges curled inward from time and wear, the ink reduced to a deep rust. But the instant Brenna’s hands unfolded it, something beneath my skin responded.

I closed my eyes and let exhaustion do its job. _________________________________________________________________________ I was back to that day in the garden, watching the sunset. “(…) You are important to me.” Violet’s voice was sweet, her eyes filled with concern and care. Her touch on my hand burned like hot embers. The sweetness in her gaze was a punishment, and her beauty tormented me, making everything harder, more unbearable. I swallowed hard, searching her face, trying to convince myself of what I should do next. But I already knew: this was a dream. It was always the same dream. So, since it was only a dream… I let out a long sigh.

Thompson said. “Thank you, Mrs. Thompson,” Diana, Eric and Elise chorused. The older woman waved her hand and went out of the library. The five of them stared at the thick book once again. But five minutes passed by, nothing happened. “Uh, well. Let’s just eat something,” Kent suggested and was about to stand up when the book began to tremble all by itself and the five of them looked at it in perplexity. Colors of luminous gold, red, green, silver and pink burst out of the book and spread across the room. Then they felt something cold touch their entire body. Before they knew it, they were all sucked inside the book, screaming.

think. My eyes widened as I remembered what day it was today. "Waah! Sorry, Mirai!" Mirai crossed her arms over her chest and then held out her hand. "Where's my gift?" She sounded eager and excited. It made me laugh. I waved my hand and within seconds, an advanced spell book appeared. "Happy birthday, Mirai!" I said and gave her my gift. Her eyes widened and glimmered. "Wow! Advance Spell Book? Waah, thank you, sister! You're the best!" she said while jumping and hugging the book like it’s the most precious treasure in the world. Pft.

Suddenly a little pond came into view , the light of the moon on the clear night reflecting in the water. The night suddenly feels cold but Aurora loved the coldness in her skin and the brutal bite of the cool breeze. Her slippers covered feet sank into the muddy ground as she approached the edge of the water the ground still damp from the rain. Standing on the bank, she closed her eyes for a long moment, taking several long, slow inhales— breathing in the scent of earth, grass, and trees. The water itself had its own scent, some unnamable thing mingling on the air with the rest of it.

"The Crystal Warriors now fall under you. Rember to think of rules and a structure for them. They answer to me first, then Zia followed by you in times of conflict." "Already done," Felicity said. "I have been dreaming of my own forces since I was six!" "Ehem!" Master Luminos cleared his throat. "What to do about them? 3rd Elder and Ziyun..." "I did not poison anyone," Ziyun said. "I would never do that to innocent people even more so the Sect. My mother loved the Sect with every fiber of her being." "The purple Hydrangea.. they are in the garden at home. How did they get there?" Luyin asked. Her face turned pale at remembering her two other sisters training there every day. "What happens to

“Don’t you understand? That book... is a gold mine of knowledge!” “Er...” “That’s Vevila’s Grimoire! Her witch’s bible!” I dropped the book in shock. ________________

Violet I jumped from my chair and made my way beside Kylan with the book. He shifted slightly so he could see, his hand brushing mine as he read the words. ‘Box of Ashes.’ A chuckle escaped him. “I want to say good job, but you haven’t really done anything.”

A Moment of Lost Innocence In Violet's memory, the sun-drenched garden blossomed, a vivid tapestry of colour and fragrance that stood in sharp contrast to the gloomy, oppressive reality that now surrounded her. It was a haven of warmth and laughter, where the sweet scent of roses ascended the worn stone walls and the soft buzz of bees filled the air. With her hair in a cascade of dark curls, young Violet joyfully chased butterflies while her laughter reverberated throughout the peaceful room.