Violet Evergarden Fanfic Novels & Stories

I tell Violet. The words leave before I can stop them. The crowd gasps. “What?” she breathes. “Say you belong to me,” I say. “And I’ll stop.” Zoella groans beneath me. Violet’s hands tremble. “I will never belong to you.” Something inside me cracks. I shove Zoella again. Violet stands. She scans the ground. Finds a stone. She doesn’t hesitate. She throws it. The stone cuts through the air and hits my left eye.

I called But he simply ignored me, now there is no way I can back out from this wedding, father knows what to always say when he wants me to yeild and I never backed down from a challenge. I brought out my phone and searched for Violet Greco. The first picture I saw sparked something inside me, from her amethyst eyes to her black curly hair and cute freckles around her nose. Her heart shapes lips but her eyes held something that I can decipher. In this picture, she was smiling at something and truly she was beautiful and very feminine. But beautiful women are easily broken and I always break them until they totally wither away. “ Hello, brother.” Dmitri walked in startling me.

“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.

Violet I was just marked. Even repeating it in my head didn’t make it feel any less like something out of a dream. Lucian Sinclair had made his mark on me and officially claimed me as his mate. It was something I’d hoped for my entire life. I’d always imagined what it would be like. The room specially decorated with flowers and balloons just for this moment. My mate would look at with love in his eyes, like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. It would be the best moment of her life. The one time where my life would finally feel complete

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 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.

Violet admits. “Well, I didn't want to wait another moment.” I lie. “I am so happy to know that.” Violet sighs happily, her long, graceful fingers toying with the buttons of my old shirt. “Can I tell you something?” She asks, those bright blue eyes snapping into mine. I give her a smile and a nod to go ahead, wondering why I wasn't feeling the sort of fire I did in the pit of my stomach when I looked at Jenna. Or the strange desire and lust that had pounded my flesh when our eyes met.

she mumbled when she can't see any hair tie inside her pockets. Eric looked at her. Violet looked hot. He imagined what she would look like in sexy lingerie. He shook his head and erased Violet's sexy image on his head. He treats Violet like a friend. But yes, he is attracted. "Why? Why get yourself involved with Damon, Siobhan?" Violet asked Siobhan, interrupting Eric's wild imagination. Violet just let her chestnut brown hair flowing with the night's cold air.

Violet's face lit up at the thought of returning to school, and the fact that Ezra was speaking to her more kindly, without pushing her away. "But... I think there is a problem," Violet muttered, biting her lower lip. "What is it?" Ezra asked. "She knows my scent," she answered. Ezra shook his head, trying to hide his already erect shaft as he got up from the chair. "It's not uncommon for two people to have the same scent. She won't suspect anything as long as you stay away from her," Ezra concluded, walking toward the door. "Why are you avoiding her? Go to her let’s breed." Hunter mocked him.

"She will stay there forever." Violet continues to sob into my hospital gown. I look up at Victor and his eyes are wide with shock. We both knew that stepping into a faerie circle meant that leaving this realm forever but to witness it first hand was something else completely