Violet Fox Reviews Novels & Stories

He grinned. Faith rolled her eyes, “Okay, one, this movie is not fiction. They installed cameras all around the haunted house where a family moves in, to capture the paranormal activities. It is bone-chilling,” She pointed out, making Mateo smile at her enthusiasm. “And, two,” She paused and grinned, “Are you a Potter-head?” She asked as she wiggled her eyebrows and nudged him with her elbow. Mateo chuckled and shrugged, “I have read all the books and also seen a few movies. Books were better,” he replied.

A week later, Violet joined a film production crew. It was a spy thriller produced by Viridian Films. She was cast as the female lead. The male lead was a rising star from Starlight Media who had gained significant fame in recent years. On the day filming began, Xavier accompanied Violet to the set. Deep down, he was wondering if he would bump into Gabriella. Knowing her style, she'd usually show up to support the talents under her agency. But she didn't. Only Velma came on behalf of Starlight Media. She was dressed in a crisp white suit, sharp and composed.

“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.

As Darian begged on his knees, I didn't even bother to look up. I just kept stroking the trembling snow wolf pup in my arms. "Maeve, please..." Darian’s voice cracked with a sob. "I know Amara was behind the silver fox, that she cut herself at the clinic..." "I know everything," he wept. "Please forgive me. Give me one more chance." I finally lifted my head to look at him. "You think that's what I care about?"

Cyrus sucked in a sharp breath, struggling adorably with the word. “See?” Xavier pointed accusingly. “You’re the one teaching your son bad words.” “Shut up.” I narrowed my eyes slightly, watching them. Violet looked radiant, alive, like a moon glowing freely beneath a dark, clouded sky. This version of her wasn’t cautious or restrained. She was simply… herself. My fingers tightened instinctively around the stem of the red wine glass. I didn’t realize how much force I was applying until the glass cracked with a sharp sound, shattering into my palm. Pain flared instantly, hot and biting, as shards dug into my skin.

“Let’s welcome the daughter of Hallow Hunters Pack, Violet Harrison!” Wearing a sports bra paired with leather pants and rubber shoes, Violet entered, not bothered that her cleavage and belly were showing for everyone to see. I wanted to gag in disgust, but when she started walking nearer, and her scent and presence became detected by my body, the disgust started to change into something different. Restlessness filled me as I felt anger starting to rise in my blood upon seeing how men from the audience gawked at her with desire. Agh! I hate this!

What was there to be proud of. "Temple, Run..." Carson was speechless and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Hey, don't look down on the Temple Run. This game is very interesting. You are an amateur, so you don't understand what we masters have experienced." Violet patted her chest proudly. When Carson got an extremely high score, Violet felt like she wanted to bite off her tongue. "F*ck, can I take back my words? This guy's playing games is so awesome. Why didn't anyone tell me in advance?" She complains in her heart.

The girls giggled all the way to the shared dorm that brought them together in the first place. They made their way across the courtyard to the eastside of the campus to the E dorms, the place both girls would be calling home for the forseeable future. It was a beautiful summer day, the sun slowly making its descent behind the green mountains that changed their color with every season. Faris was a quaint town nestled in the green moutains of Vermont, the natural beauty of the town was what drew Violet to the college. Of course, the university itself had a reputation for being one of the top schools in this part of the country, but there was something about the adorable little town that ju

Giving it a squeeze to tell me to show him. "We'll go on then." The Alpha's tone was cold and harsh. I closed my eyes and let Issie do the work. Tingles surrounded my face like always. Then they went away and I opened my eyes. Both the Alpha and Luna were staring at me like I had 6 heads. "My oh my!" The Luna stood up and practically ran over to the Alpha's bookshelf. "I have read about this before but I never believed it! My! The Violet Moon is true!" The what now? I was beyond confused and so was Grayson.

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.