Violet Raz Novels & Stories

He said as he left. Raymond POV:- I came home too tired to do anything, but I know if I refuse to come Violet's gonna be sad. Besides, her anger is gonna make me exhausted. I sighed as I entered our room. Thinking of an excuse. I looked up and saw Violet in a Blue dress that was above her knees. Adorn with white beads, with flats. She was looking really pretty. Her hair is tied in a side ponytail. She turned around and smiled. She looked so pure and innocent. Her cuteness is on another level. She walked toward me and said,

Violet looks at them, then looks the other way. "I've already said what you ought to hear, Kaleb," Violet said. Khali looked at Violet. Her ear turned red, and her forehead was wrinkled. There seems to be an issue with both. She smiled. Violet is beautiful, her hair is a little bizarre, but overall she is gorgeous. Violet had narrow eyes; besides her little eyes, Chan is her family name. Violet's body is beautiful, better than hers because she's got big boobs. "Are you drunk, Kaleb?" Yachne chuckled.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple. A Spirit Ancestor strong enough to single-handedly pressure Violet. Though not strong, Violet does have human-level intellect which means she knows how to escape and she can't do that even now. Violet suddenly shot two rays of light from her eyes, however, the woman behind her instantly smashed her fists into the ground, causing a large piece of rock to tear out due to the pressure and shock. The moment the light landed on the rock, it was covered in another layer of the rocky exterior while Violet's expression turned even more depressed.

Two burning crimson eyes, hovering in the blackness of the forest. “Khaenat,” Kael growled. A figure stepped into the moonlight. Violet — or what was left of her. Her skin was pale as bone, her lips a dark shade of violet, and her eyes glowed with that terrible, unnatural light. Every step she took left a faint shimmer of black mist on the ground. “Kael…” Her voice was soft but hollow, like something ancient speaking through a dying body. “You just don’t give up, do you?”

I shout to Neil, who is also shifting, "I may be an Omega, but I'll show you that smokers and drunks like you are trash!" Zane's POV Violet's clothes crack inch by inch and she shifts into a purple-furred wolf. As an omega, she isn't small. Her size is like a normal werewolf and even looks more powerful. Her purple fur shines silvery in the sunlight, carrying a sense of sacredness and looking very beautiful. ‘Just let me take over and I can take these guys out pretty easily.’ Ziv yells. Neil is lunging at Violet but is slapped to the ground with her paw. Violet bites down hard on the bridge of Neil's nose, and red blood roams out of his wound.

I could feel the weight of something dark and mysterious radiating from it, and I could sense that this card was no ordinary school ID. This must be Rozbites' own version of school ID's linked to the fact that this was the first ever necessity that's given to me by that insane headmistress. In my left hand delicately rests a velvet box, tenderly swathed in royal purple color. Across it was a dark, velvet envelope sealed with violet wax that bears a small purple rose at its center. Its secretive aura calls out to me and I can hardly contain my curiosity as to what secrets these items hold. With a deep breath, I know that I must wait to find out what is in store for me, for what lies at the en

I stammer, heaving. Please don't, I am nothing special, just Violet, a suicidal woman, a sad pathetic mess, a lying mess, a stupid mess, a mess that is riddles in panic attacks, Celia doesn't have to carry the burden of carrying my name, she is innocent and I will taint her. "I am sorry, Lia, I have to go." I say, getting up, ending the call, then run, I run as fast as I can. I run faster in hopes that I will be able to outrun the fact that I do not want Celia and Blu having my name because I might not be there to watch them grow, it will really suck having a dead woman's name.

I bring out a handkerchief from my pocket and hand it to her, she takes it and blows her nose in it Violet places her hand on her back "I can only imagine how you felt, you've been nothing but amazing to me Cristal, and I thank you for that, I'm here now, everything will be fine" She takes Violet's hand and starts pleading "Dont let them take away everything please, some of your finest pieces were sold at a ridiculous price, please stop it". " What's going on here?". Benita ask catching us by surprise. she puts on a smirk and walked toward us Violet stands her ground "I'm just visiting my gallery". Benita scoffs "Your gallery?". " Yes, or have you forgotten this is among my assets" She nods

“What job am I going to do today?” “Hm,” he looked at the tablet he was holding, scrolling through a few pages before looking at her. “Your schedule is packed Ms. Calixto.” “Am I really starting now? I don’t even know what she does! Like… her mannerisms or something. Don’t people know that about her?” Rojean panicked, looking around the room if there was something she could base Gizelle off from. “Sei liked her black clothes. Do you fancy wearing black clothes? Are you okay wearing black clothes?” Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room.

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.