Violet Evergarden Pfp Novels & Stories

He looked calm and unbothered, as if he hadn’t just dropped a word I had never expected to hear from him in a thousand years. “I’ll leave the carving to you,” I said with a smile. Fergus shrugged his shoulders. “Violet likes sunflower carvings, doesn’t she, Dylan?” Dylan grinned. “Yes. She loves those.” I didn’t hesitate to pick up my tools. If my Violet loved sunflowers, sunflowers she would get. She did seem like the sunflower type. Bright, warm, and beautiful. It still surprised me how there was so much more to learn about her.

Once we’re ready to go, I get up with his help and accidentally stumble a bit to the left, which sends me into a fit of giggles when Cam has to catch me. "Well, well... it didn't take you too long to find someone else, huh?" an unknown female voice says behind me. I have no clue what she's talking about, so I look back. And I find my replacement right there, with Farrow standing behind her looking awkward, "I told Farrow not to pity you so much. I knew you would get back out there soon." Violet’s eye make up is so heavy, her black eyes almost disappear into her smokey eyeshadow and her lips are red as an apple. She's a bit taller than me and a lot more slender.

"Jacob, don't be rude." Carissa grasped Violet's hand tightly, and met her eyes with an intense gaze. "You went to Grovehill Estate today? Who did you see? Who in Grovehill Estate resembles this person in the painting?" "Darin!" Violet blurted out, still in disbelief. "The similarities are too much! Her clothes are the same color, her eyebrows, her eyes, and even the beauty mark on her upper lips. Oh my god, if you saw her, you'd think they were one and the same."

“Please… someone help me.” No one listened. They were all still laughing, talking about Luna’s pregnancy, about Christian’s future with her. Violet’s pain- her suffering- was invisible to them. The pain intensified, and she felt another gush of blood. Her vision blurred with tears, her body trembling with shock. Is this how it ends? Finally, someone noticed. It wasn’t Christian. It wasn’t Luna. It wasn’t her own mother. It was a distant cousin, someone barely connected to her, who gasped and pointed.

#Violet's POV # **_i put on my sneakers, stood up from the bed and glanced at myself in the mirror, I saw myself in a wine knee length off shoulder dress looking causal no matter how I tried to look formal, after all that was the theme of the party soon i gave up and took my diamond earrings and necklace and put them on, being a jewel lover i had quite a collection of jeweleries made from different kinds of Gems, After that I chose the most suitable hairstyle, curling my hair and letting it loose

I imagine Violet on my arm this year, and the prospect is considerably more appealing. “I would think so.” Her eyes are so warm. “That’s great. What’s her name?” “Violet,” I say. “Violet,” she repeats. “I look forward to meeting her.” “I’m sure she’ll enjoy meeting you, too.” She makes to leave, but I call her back. “One more thing, if you will.” “Of course.” I open the gallery app on my phone and ping a copy of the butterfly picture to her inbox as she waits. “I’ve emailed you an image. I’d like it printed, please, a frame, too. I know you’ll find something just perfect.”

Most of her pictures consist of her in a bikini or some form of lingerie, while showcasing her very nicely shaped buttocks to her fairly large following. After reaching the bottom of her page and checking all of her likes in order to see if Jack liked any of them, I then go into her tagged photos. As soon as the pictures load, the first person I see is Violet. Why am I not surprised? Of course she's friends with Violet. Does this mean she's around Jack a lot too? I groan in annoyance as I scroll through all the promiscuous photos attached to her name as the thought of her being around Jack pisses me off.

Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face. "What are you doing Ez? You know the rules, your being foolish!" "I'm just changing locations Cas, relax." Violet was actually excited to play with Brandon, she was still half in shock that he had actually approached her requesting her company and even more so he actually knew her name, that meant that he had previously been aware of her at some point in time. She was even more thrilled because she happened to be quite good at beer pong, her high school party days had pretty much revolved around the sport, it was just that a popular sport played by one and all. Any opportunity to show off in front of Brandon was welcome. She only breif

The girl said whilst playing with a strand of her long hair. That bitch. She can't be the Luna unless she's his mate, and she isn't. I am. Right? "I'm Violet, by the way." she introduced herself, pulling me out of my thoughts. Violet? Really, wow. "And my hair colour is natural in case you were wondering." Actually I wasn't. I assumed she dyed her hair violet to match her name. "You were born with naturally violet hair?" I thought that was amazing. "Yhup, straight outta the womb." She giggled. She had a cute giggle, I liked her almost immediately.

"That explains why your aura is different, there's something... layered about you." "Can you help me or not?" I questioned again, this time I'm becoming intense. "That depends." Violet pulled out a small vial from her bag, inside of it was a shimmering liquid that seemed to change colors. "Do you know what Lila is planning at the ceremony?"