Violet Star Novels & Stories

I hold myself as I sob, and I can't help but think that this is how I am meant to be. ____ "Hello, Violet." I stare at the face of Dr. Chynna Wei, and I say nothing. I expected her call for a while, then I forget about it. It's evening now, and her call woke me up, I fell asleep crying, It's a routine now. "You look nice." She comments, and I stare at her skin, perfect body, no trace of acne, unlike mine, her smile isn't broken, unlike mine. she's mocking you.

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.

Aria looks untamed. Obsidian hair. Violet eyes. That silver streak near the front catching sunlight like moonlight woven into darkness. And the magic around her? Completely unstable. It coils around her body like it doesn’t know whether it wants to protect her or destroy everything around her. She’s a live wire, waiting to burst. I’m fascinated instantly.

Reika had shard her opinion of how this conversation should go. Violet gave me a reassuring smile and passed Ava over to me. Then she straightened up and looked at the two men in front of us. “You don’t know me personally, but my name is Violet Starling. I’m Enzo’s mate. I know that he’d previously mentioned that it was my mother and sister at the guild. They had originally tried to take me, but my mate saved me from them. In my place, they had taken my little sister. I’m sure you noticed there were werewolves working with the hunters…”

The reporter takes a few more pictures of us before pulling out a pen and paper, “So, the world wants to know, how did you two fall in love?” “What a great question,” Anthony smiles, squeezing my arm as if to go along with what he is about to say, “Violet is a beautiful woman, so of course, I decided to ask about her when I caught a glimpse of her on the news. She is a little difficult to find due to her mastery in avoiding the paparazzi but I just knew she was the one for me. She is hard working and has a kind heart, making me realize that she was the only one I would marry.”

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽ A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading. "Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy. "Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange."

Her eyes reflected a profound emptiness. Lucius, though seemingly within reach, felt as distant as a star, forever out of her grasp. Stretching her hand towards the sky, she realized that, much like the stars, Lucius remained far beyond her reach. Her eyes swelled with discomfort. She rubbed her eyes, only to discover they were damp. "Lucius," a soft voice suddenly spoke from behind, jolting Violet. She turned abruptly, and there he was—Lucius, standing not far away and bathed in the dim lighting, his expression hard to read. Was he looking at her?

Celeste A ripple passed through the onlookers, faint but undeniable. Some tilted their heads with newfound curiosity, others exchanged quiet glances that carried more questions than answers. The whispers hadn’t stopped, but their tone had shifted—less dismissive, more intrigued. Violet’s smile stretched tighter, the kind that didn’t reach her eyes. She lifted her glass delicately, swirling the champagne as though nothing had touched her composure. “How… admirable,” she drawled, her gaze flicking over me like I was a piece of furniture she was trying to price. “I suppose every successful man needs a capable assistant.”

Violet shouted as she felt something ominous rise within her. She left them to do her bidding as she got out her crystal and tried to gaze into the ball. She only saw darkness and she almost yelled in frustration. She opened a tray that carried different poultices and began adding them to the mixture in Elise's hands. She collected the bowl and began chanting. The vulture began to shake and say Luna stone, Luna stone in a hoarse voice. Bianca backed away while Elise looked at the animal with interest. Violet suddenly had to stop mixing when her phone rang. “ It is your mate Elise and he is asking for you.”