Violet Is Nowhere Novels & Stories

Justin stood up and looked around for Miss Violet. "The Miss Violet seemed to have gone to the grape trellis." When Justin heard the workers say so, Justin hurried to the garden without out hesitation. If Violet was really there, she wouldn't be able to find out the change of weather since the light if it was blocked by the light. " Miss Violet? Miss Violet? Miss Violet?" Justin searched along rows of grape trellis, but there was no trace of Violet. "Yeah. I'm here!" When he was at a loss, a voice came from the underground. Justin looked down and saw Violet lying on the ground!

I eye it suspiciously before opening it. Violet, I am the type of person to hide things. I am quiet and I am not the kind to show emotions. I hope you find this room to your liking and decorate it to your hearts content. I hope we can at least be cordial with one another as I have not feelings for you at this time. Your truly, Anthony

Not Aurora, someone far, far worse. Violet emerges from behind the plants and walks up to the counter. She blows out a bubble from her pink bubblegum, letting it pop right in front of Ivan's face. His jaw clenches but only a fool would call out Violet. "What do we have here?" she muses, eyeing the two of us as if she didn't just overhear everything being said. Her aura isn't as potent as Aurora's, her mates' or Logan's for that matter but it doesn't stop either of us from bending our necks towards her under her scrutinizing gaze.

The gentle morning sun shone on Violet, who was standing in the back garden facing the roses in front of her with scissors in her hands. She stood like a statue. Her gaze was blank, with dark circles around her eyes. Her body was here, but she left her soul and mind in that beautiful lake.

She raised her hand and touched the damp bandage saying, "I wish this was all a nightmare I could wake up from…" Violet shut her eyes and pinched her arm painfully, but was disappointed to still see her reflection in the mirror. "Why couldn't this just be a nightmare," she whispered, her tears dropping on the porcelain sink. She headed to bed and after a few minutes of turning, she fell asleep. A few hours later, Violet woke up to darkness around her. The night sky was black with no moon, and not a single star was in sight. It was like they had abandoned her, given up on her with no hope that she would ever escape.

Violet accepted her fate as her body went limp. But as she slowly closed her eyes, something happened. The water around her shimmered, and she saw something. A full moon, bright and beautiful, hanging in the night sky. It was so big. A howl echoed in her ears, filling her with a strange sense of calm. It was as if the moon was calling to her, asking her to hang on. But soon it slipped away, just like the air in her lungs. The howl fades into silence, and Violet could feel her heartbeat leaving too.

The next morning, the sun shines brightly over the towering glass skyscraper of her late mother’s multi-million-dollar corporate headquarters. Violet steps out of the luxury car, wearing a sharp, tailored black designer suit and dark sunglasses, looking every bit like an elite, untouchable female boss. Walking right beside her is Soren’s personal team of high-profile lawyers and armed, black-suited bodyguards. Soren wanted to come along with her, but Violet assured him she can handle the matter alone. Her courage stirs Soren's heart sweetly and he lets her go.

Hugging myself tightly, I crouch down on one corner of my room and cover my ears, closing my eyes. They’re not here, Violet. They won’t hurt you. They’re not here. “Where is it?” I whisper softly, "Where is it?"

"Violet, let me know everything that's going on." Natalia, Piero and Violet entered the car. "You said that you knew another place Violet." Piero said, handing Natalia the box of tissues to clean her face whole driving. "Yes, I do." "Where is the place?" Piero asked. Violet did not respond. "Answer me!" "W-well, it's not exactly a place. I mean, I don't know the address, but I know how to get there. It's our private hangout spot. Kinda secret." Violet said.

She lay on the ground looking up at the moon shining overhead, she raised her hand to feel the moonlight on her hand. Violet has no relatives, Violet has no great strength, she is like a moth in the dark forest. Violet does not have a dazzling beauty like Sharmaine but she has a cold and sweet beauty, just one smile, everything around her will light up, she is like a little spirit, she can go anywhere she wants. One's hair was stained with blood, and his small face showed helplessness. Violet ran away Osmund, she didn't want the man to find her. Violet has left Osmund's territory on her own, which she considers a redemption. No one went looking for her, Violet's disappearance was like a brea