Violet Evergarden Ever After Novels & Stories

Violet's face turned red as she slapped the fan to Aldrich's cheek, not that hard though, as she removed his hold on her waist and glared at him. "Shut. Up." Aldrich only laughed at this, but everyone could tell that he is enjoying teasing her, since Violet seems to be easily embarrassed by everything he does. Hayden shook his head, smiling at them while Gabrielle sighed, but her eyes express happiness for the two. Eve felt left out that she just sat back down and lowered her head while holding the teacup to keep her hands warm. "Alright, enough of that." Aimilios said as he sat down on the vacant side next to Alesteria.

I stared at the two little bottles before me in silent horror. Thallium poison and its antidote, Prussian blue. Did these belong to Genevieve, or—? There was a light knock on the bathroom door. "Luna? Are you alright in there?" Aunt Elise I had to take the bottles with me but I didn't know how to sneak them past Elise. My mind raced. "I'm fine," I said. "Just need a minute." I heard her footsteps as she walked away from the door, murmuring something to Genevieve. When I was sure she was gonel flushed the toilet so not to cause suspicion and washed my hands just for good measure. I stepped out of the bathroom, the bottles in one hand.

Kaelani stepped closer, her hand lifting slowly. Violet flickered to life at the palm of her hand. She hovered it over his back, and the energy spread, seeping into the wounds, pulling them closed piece by piece. Careful. Intentional. Her hand lifted, shifting around him, the violet trailing faintly in its wake as she moved to his side—then to his chest. Her touch hovered there for a second— The glow deepened. Julian’s gaze fixed on her now—on the way that violet burned through her eyes, brighter with every second, catching the light, holding it, like it had a life of its own.

I muttered with my gaze on the TV; they were showing pictures of animals in the forest and how they fend for their families. Even animals had so much love. “What happened last night? You said you were coming by but didn’t show up.” “Nothing.” I scooped a spoonful of yogurt and shoved it into my mouth, and Ava brought her face close to mine before her brows furrowed. “Did you use lavender shampoo?” I stared at her with a blank look. What was she on about? “And?” I didn’t understand where she was going with such a question. “Your use vanilla,” she stated.

The ammonia was suddenly just ammonia again , biting, sterile, and entirely unhelpful. I was kneeling on the marble floor of the conservatory, my hands steady, clearing the last shards of glass from the broken bottle of lemon polish. I felt nauseous, not from the chemical scent, but from the recent, sickening proximity of Ethan Grant.

"Is she… your girlfriend?!" Logan was stunned. Violet's face flushed. "Um… Hello!" Violet greeted softly. Both of them seemed to look pretty normal. Cygnus had a bit of mystique energy, but he was clearly a beginner. Still, Violet would not dare to treat them as mortals. "You have such a sweet voice, dear!" Aqua pulled Violet by the hand and had her sit. She then glared at Logan. "What is with this outfit? Were you two at some sort of cosplay convention?"

Violet picked up her bag and scurried off the door as she shouted, "See you after school, mom. And you too, Soren." Auriele and Soren trotted to the window to see Violet appear out in the garden. She was literally sprinting on her way to the bus, overtaking Kiara who was in the middle of the gravel path, swaying her hips as she catwalked. However, she ceased all motions, her hands fisted to her sides as she realized who just overtook her. Auriele didn't get a good feeling seeing Kiara like that, and asked, "How long does the effect of the flower last?"

And I believed him Even if part of me still wondered If I could keep them safe from me --- But just before dawn, as the sky began to gray, the sigil on my arm flared once more Not gold Not black But violet A blend of both And I heard it A voice that wasn’t mine, wasn’t hers New Unclaimed Elixir, it whispered, you are no longer gate or flame You are becoming something else entirely I opened my eyes And the stars above the Grove blinked out One by one The stars didn’t flicker—they vanished One by one, pinpricks of light were swallowed by an invisible veil above the Grove. There was no wind. No sound. Just the cold hush of something watching from beyond what eyes could see

Core. Inside were six suspended tanks. Five were shattered. The sixth still glowed. Inside floated a girl who looked just like Evryn—except her hair was silver, and her eyes glowed violet. The nameplate read: E.V.E.R. SUBJECT 01 – ELAIA. Suddenly, Vale’s voice boomed through the speakers. “Now you understand. You were the prototype, Evryn. But Elaia is the final form.” The tank hissed. Elaia’s eyes opened.

Instead, I clung to Violet, spending hours in her company, soaking up her laughter and warmth as we tried to forget the chaos around us. “Let’s go for a walk in the gardens,” Violet suggested one afternoon, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I need some fresh air.” I nodded, grateful for the distraction. As we walked, the vibrant flowers surrounded us, their colors a stark contrast to my muddled emotions. “It’s beautiful out here,” I said, trying to focus on the scenery rather than the weight of my thoughts. “Yeah, it really is,” Violet replied, her smile wide. “And look! There’s Casper!”