Violet Evergarden Pfp Novels & Stories

"I don't like her one bit." "Hello, everyone! As Max introduced, my name is Violet. I am a person who loves to make friends if people don't mind coming and talking to me. Maybe I will stay here for a long time; if all goes well, maybe I will become a member of you, so please help." Violet's sweet voice rang out, and as soon as she finished speaking, she turned to Max and grinned. “Can I say that?” Max's face was expressionless; he darted past us and stopped at Evelyn. "Um."

But Akira refused, acting stubborn. " No, I won't!" Violet was enraged, and she almost knocked Anita's head. " Don't try me!" " Or else what?" Akira arched her brows, trying to annoy Violet the more. Violet's head sparked again, and she took out her daggers. " Wait for it!" Seeing this, Akira bursted into a mocking laugh and pointed to Violet's face. " You really don't know how you look. Just like Alpha Zayn, your cousin!" She joked and quickly ran away!

The shade nearly matches my eyes, which I’m beginning to suspect was intentional. “I don’t know about this.” Crystal rolls her eyes. “Put on the dress.” Twenty minutes later, I stare at myself in the mirror. I barely recognize the girl looking back. My black hair falls in long curls down my back, the silver streak near the front standing out beneath the warm bedroom lights. I’ve kept my makeup soft, just enough to make my violet eyes look brighter, with a light peach gloss covering my lips. The lavender dress hugs my curves before falling loosely around my legs, and simple sandals complete the outfit. Crystal appears behind me in the mirror.

"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 walks in, pen and paper in her hands. "In my Psych class, apparently, I look familiar, we cleared it out though." I smile. "How was your test, Vee?" She looks up, "Cool.", and she looks down back, writing. "I told her my name is Guinevere, Gwen." I rush out. They all look up from their books, after a while, Danielle says "It is your name." She smiles. "Gwen." Violet grins, testing the name on her tongue. "We'll still call you Fiona though." Cara says.

"I heard she had her scent surgically enhanced. No one looks that pure naturally." The praise followed me like a wake. Every eye was on me, including Talia’s. Standing on the dais in her white lace gown, she looked like a common wolf trying to play queen. Her face twisted with a primal rage. Even on her blessing day, the "disgraced" Ivy Mercer was the only thing the pack could talk about.

Opening his eyes as eyes scan all over just to find no sign of anyone. "What? Who's there?" Koishi whimpered, looking down at himself, covering his bottom with one hand while the other covered his chest. Right then, just to see a body appearing sitting at the edge of the bathtub. Violet short hair with the silver color earring on one side of his ear, white eyes same as the plain skin making him seem like a ghost. Koishi could see through everything that was on the opposite side of him. Wearing nothing on top, showing off the blueish tattoo with the black border of a dragon under in the sky on his chest. This only made Koishi's eyes go wide in response, making him stand on his feet.

Violet sighed as she sat plainly before her mirror, watching as she was being transformed into a beautiful damsel. She was radiant, beauty radiated from her body. Her sweet fragrance filled the room as they applied more of the perfume and makeup on her. “Peach, I love that fragrance.” Her mom said ecstatically as she made her way into the dressing room. Violet’s eyes didn’t trail off the mirror and even when her mom came closer, she didn’t care to look at her mom that had walked inside her room, she was very much displeased. Her mom sighed because she knew why Violet’s face was like that.

I’m not sure approaching her would be easy, but at least Nara seemed more receptive. “Shall we?” I asked, standing up. Nara joined me, with Diana walking a bit behind like a friendly shadow. “So, what do you think of this place, my lady?” Nara asked, her hands clasped in front of her. “Oh, don’t call me ‘lady.’ Violet is fine,” I replied with a smile, trying to build some intimacy. “Violet,” she said with a smile. “Is it because of your eyes? It’s an unusual and very beautiful color.”

"I’m in middle school. You’re in high school. Of course we’ve never met." He smiled and tilted his head. "How do you know I’m in high school?" My brain short-circuited. "W-Who doesn’t know you? You’re the most famous person in school… and Emma—she’s in my class. We saw you visiting a few times." He chuckled and shook his head. "What’s your name?" I blushed at the question. "V-Violet." _____ Present