Novel & Cerita Violet Jade

Violet said as she's trying to push me out from her changing room. "No baby.. I'm staying here.. No." "She won't go anywhere." Blake pulled me out and I sighed. "I hate you, Austin Portwalt!" Violet hissed before Jean closed the door. "See.. See that behavior! If she runs away.. I'm going to kill you!" I hissed at Blake and he laughed. "She won't run away.. If she does.. You can make another wedd-" I turned to Blake and glared big time. He gestured to me to get into my changing room. I walked in and turned on my laptop to activate the CCTV in Violet's changing room.

He entered at the forbidden place that full of diamonds ,gold, jadeite and many gemstone that owned of Vanlimz family. He was stunned and in his surprised the door of the secret passages closed immediately He became more greedy and he touched the diamonds and the others gemstone, he put it to his coat and he noticed that there’s a large of green jadeite is considered the most vivid, the purest and as you imagine the rarest. This is one of the legendary gemstone that you can’t sought in the market and the estimated cost $ 3 million per carat but this large green jadeite is about 5kilos. So its cost more than a 500 billion dollars.

Violet continued her shopping spree, purchasing a few dresses, flat shoes, a pair of heels, bags, and lingerie. They eventually went to a jewelry store, and she was astounded by what she saw. The man in front of her said, "you must be Violet." “Do I know you?” “No, you probably don't, but I do know you,” he said, smiling. She didn't want to use her powers to find out what this man knew, so she approached him and asked him. “How?” “You must be the only woman in this country who buys a lot of jewelry and wears it every day. When it comes to jewelry, you ushered in a new era.

Violet The grand doors to the banquet hall swung open, and the hum of voices swelled into a roar. I held my head high, schooling my expression into one of serene confidence as Theodore and I walked in together. The crowns of light still lingered, drawing everyone’s attention. The banquet hall of Midnight Park was nothing short of opulent. Theodore hadn’t spared any expense for it. Crystal chandeliers cast soft, glittering light over the room, and the tables were adorned with Midnight blue and Darkmoon violet linens, all trimmed with silver. I remembered my wedding with Lucas, which had primarily been Darkmoon colors, at my father’s insistence. I had always felt bad about Twining River not be

Her energy radiated outward, and the crowd stilled, their fear tempered by her sheer power. Naila thrashed within me, but the High Priestess raised her hand. A web of light spread out, wrapping around me like chains and pinning me to the floor. "Jade is not possessed," she said, her voice clear. "This is simply a lack of control. An extraordinary gift like hers requires time to master. Nothing more." She approached me, her steps measured. "Be at ease, child," she said, her tone softening. The chains raised one of my hands, and she slipped something onto my finger.

And Violet—Violet—with her scar exposed and her spine unbent and that look in her eyes like she was untouchable now. She wasn’t supposed to survive that. She was supposed to run from the room in shame. Hide. Fall to pieces. Not stand there like a queen among ashes. Not steal the attention—again. My throat tightened as I reached for the carved jewelry box on the shelf. It was pale lavender, aged now, the paint chipped at the corners. Inside was a necklace—cheap, childish. A clay pendant in the shape of a crescent moon, painted in silver leaf. I’d almost forgotten it was still here.

A storm waiting for her own name, her own myth. And whatever the hell she truly was… we were already hers, bound long before she ever saw us. “Let’s leave, Violet. Don’t tell me you’re already falling for them?” Abigail asked, flipping her hair with that careless mermaid arrogance. Violet jerked like someone slapped her with cold water. “Of course NOT. Are you insane? I’m just waiting for Riven to finish creating my pendant. I’ll be back tomorrow.” She promised with a shrug that fooled no one, not her friends, not us, not the goddess watching from whatever cracked sky birthed her.

“It was a foundation. A core.” Damien rubbed his arms to shake off the chill. “Foundations don’t usually hum like they’re alive.” I couldn’t argue. A soft light pulsed at the far side of the chamber. Something was sitting at the very center of the room on a stone platform—a round object about the size of a grapefruit, floating a few inches above the surface. It glowed with a shifting iridescence, like a drop of mercury caught in sunlight. It called to me. I didn’t hear a voice. It was more like… a pull in my blood.

"Until then... I'm sorry." Violet's mind wandered to Kiara and what she did yesterday. Her lips lifted in a scowl. "Tss... Knowing Kiara, I know now she will try harder to hurt me. She’s going to give me more than just a fist to the face. She noticed my healing and must have guessed the pain doesn't last long either. So now she'll resort to even dirtier ways to get to me." Violet held her bottle of water. She undid the lid and peeked inside with one eye. Some petals of anxolia swayed in the water, their edges drooping as though they were melting. This was her backup since the effect wears off in an hour or two.

Violet looked towards her and curled her lips sinisterly. " Really? Not when we have something to rely on." She grinned cryptically. Goldie was stunned, and she arched her brows with suspicions. " What do you mean?" Violet winked at Goldie. " What I mean is, you know every lycan has a weakness right?" " Sure." Goldie nodded. " But I still can't comprehend your plan. " " You can't. But you will see." Immediately after her words, Violet brought out something that was similar to a purple colored leaf, and she wiggled it in the air. " I guess you know what this is right?"