Violet Evergarden Novel Series Novels & Stories

8 Two days later, Violet was working in the garden. Her job for today was to pluck the weed and water the garden that was maintained well with blooming and bright flowers on Kiara's demand. They grew in the part of the garden that was visible from her window. Sighing weakly, Violet mopped the back of her wrist on her forehead. It was scorching hot today. Summers were starting to begin and the sun was showing its wrath already. Her throat was dry, her lips cracking from lack of water and her tongue felt like sandpaper in her mouth.

She sees me and turns “Oh, hey, sweetie! I would hope you would be here for dinner, but I am guessing that you are not. Let me guess…They are about 5ft 8 inches tall with ringlets of a violet color and a sweet smile?” “Yeah, sorry, mom, but you are correct. I am here for Nova, but I got an idea. Are they out of earshot?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen with her. “Yes, they are in Sid’s room sketching up plans and Ideas, Nevielle just showed up with a couple of books on mirrors and costuming, which have been added to the stack of books Nova and Sid have created regarding gender and gender expression. “ Mom grins.

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.

Not anymore. She was ready to go, to just get up and walk out of the Garden – but she had to wait. Gideon had sent for Violet about two hours earlier and she hadn’t come back to the ward yet, and Iris knew better than to risk leaving before the other woman’s return. There would be a Guardian roaming the compound somewhere to keep himself awake, waiting for the signal from Gideon that he was done performing the Ritual with his number ten woman-servant. That Guardian would escort Violet back to the ward, watch her drink the mandatory pre-bedtime warm milk, then leave the women until their wake-up call at five a.m.

Chapter 126 **Evangeline's POV** I stared at the woman in the mirror, and she stared back with eyes that weren't mine. Violet. Deep as midnight sky, cold as winter storms. When had my eyes changed color? When had brown turned to this strange purple that seemed to hold secrets I couldn't remember learning?

Violet paused when she noticed the name of the book, a slow smirk tugging at her lips. "You’re reading it like you actually understand it," she remarked lightly, amusement dancing in her voice as she crossed the hall and settled onto the couch across from him. Chris raised his gaze from the book and met her eyes. Instead of replying, he simply smiled. "That one’s for beginners," Violet continued, nudging her chin toward the book. A flicker of nostalgia softened her expression as she leaned back on the couch. "It was my first book. Took me almost a year to master it." Her smile deepened as old memories surfaced. She was very young when she embraced her special power, but not by choice. Being

That was one of the most insane ideas she had ever heard. When Morgana was in front of her, Violet stared into her eyes, and only then she realized the purple iris was really bright, like it was shining. "Let's see how long you can take it." Morgana said and waved her hand, and Violet felt her body whirr and bump against the table. The vases and books above it fell on the floor. A few candles were blown out when Violet flew above them. "Are you really going to mess all your office just to provoke me?" Violet said with a teasing smile.

And on and on and fucking on. Violet had been in the Garden for a long time – she wasn’t totally sure how long, since Iris had explained that the women had been drugged, but if pushed, she’d say it was almost five years. Five years of being told exactly what to do, and every minute of her every day scheduled and supervised, and being summoned to Gideon’s room when it was her night to perform The Ritual, and not being asked to have a single thought or opinion about any of it.