Violet Evergarden Novel Series Novels & Stories

he asked, curiosity evident in his tone. "That," Morgana replied with a soft smile, "speaks of the first dawn, when light pierced through the shroud of eternal night, bringing with it the promise of a new beginning." Violet, her heart resonating with the tales, pointed towards a series of intertwining threads, each a shade of green and brown, winding around each other in a loving embrace. "What of these?" she inquired, her voice barely above a whisper.

Shawn employed additional security guards to prevent her from escaping, and she was not allowed to leave the compound. Violet's days were spent in isolation, with no friends to play with, except for the household staff who attended to her needs. Guards followed her everywhere, even to the garden, which was her favorite place in the house. The garden was a tranquil oasis, filled with vibrant flowers that Violet lovingly watered every day. The gardener had initially tried to stop Violet from watering the flowers, fearing that Shawn would be angry. However, Violet had refused to listen, and Shawn had eventually instructed the gardener to let her do as she pleased.

Immediately, Xiao Chen asked, "Where is this Violet Manor?" Evernight cast a longing look out the window and said, "You have to realize that the world consists of many different regions. If one were to look at the Human World as Lv 1 Cultivators' Area, then the Violet Manor would be Lv 2 Cultivators' Area, albeit greater and richer in resources. Each of these regions can be viewed as domains of their own and there are nine of them. What say you? Do you think you will be visiting all nine of them?"

She caught it, handing it to some rat in her bosoms. She was always the one to do creepy things. “Tell me.” I ordered. She smiled, showcasing her white sets of teeth. Surprisingly they were still that way. Thanks to her portions, anyway. “It’s being hundreds of years you know. I suspect the Moon Goddess has changed her course.” Nynaeve let out, drawing some shapes on the office board with a chalk. She sprinkled some salt on her vicious circle, placing a crystal ball in the middle. Then suddenly, her eyes changed into dark purple.

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

Violet scoots back a bit shocked and in awe. "What?" Jade asks her, shocked with her reaction. "Did your eyes just glow green in color?" Violet questions. "Violet, my eyes are already green in color" Jade scrambles for an answer, because she herself wasn't sure if her eyes were glowing green just like Violet had just said. "Yeah, maybe I'm just hallucinating or whatever because of my lack of sleep" Violet mutters confusedly under her breath, "but back to the topic at hand" Jade was thankful that she somehow managed to dodge that question.

*** The southern garden was a maze. Vapor had invaded, the advance guard of Eden's storm. Violet knew he had to be inside somewhere. She felt him calling. She plunged into the carefully pruned shrubs soaring over her head. Their leaves were slick with beads of water. Her curls soon collected the same appearance the deeper she went. She came to a fork in the path and went left. More twists and turns. She chose a sharp right. Dead end. She retreated and tried going right at the fork. Two more dead ends waited for Violet.

Violet’s POV My legs nearly buckled as I limped toward the shimmering portal, every muscle screaming for rest, my fingers clutched the satchel so tight my knuckles hurt. Treasures, ancient books with gold-crusted pages, three cracked maps that smelled like old storms, dried herbs pulsing with strange magic, half the loot I barely understood. While I was shoving the last scroll in, something light as a wisp darted out, zipped through my chest, and vanished inside me. My heart stuttered, but I kept walking. Whatever it was, it felt… old, powerful, maybe dangerous, but I wasn’t about to announce it to the school. Let them figure it out themselves...if they ever do, as long as the thing in me do

He plunged his violet hand into the red light. --- ### The Bridge of Stories In the Recycle Bin, the world suddenly turned **Violet**. The white wall of the Shredder didn't disappear, but it slowed down. It began to stutter, flickering between "Delete" and "Ignore." "Rowan?" I whispered. I could feel him. I could feel his heartbeat in the ground beneath my feet. He was the "Error" that was buying us time. "Now!" the Discarded Draft screamed. "The children! Use their stories! They are the 'Input'!"