Romans & histoires Violet Star

That was one of the most insane ideas she had ever heard. When Morgana was in front of her, Violet stared into her eyes, and only then she realized the purple iris was really bright, like it was shining. "Let's see how long you can take it." Morgana said and waved her hand, and Violet felt her body whirr and bump against the table. The vases and books above it fell on the floor. A few candles were blown out when Violet flew above them. "Are you really going to mess all your office just to provoke me?" Violet said with a teasing smile.

“I'm not staring at you.” “You are watching me, though. Like a hulk. Thought you'd be sleeping.” The big window made a screeching sound as I attempted to open it. The early morning wind hit me in the face. The stars seemed to crowd the sky today, more than usual. “The night looks lovely.” I nodded. I couldn't care less. But Violetta gazed at the sky, like she was completely dazed by it, like it was a new fascination. “That, right there. That's a constellation. And there, there's another,” she said, pointing as she got closer to the barricade.

As she spoke, Carissa addressed Rafael, "Please call Vanda. We have a patient here." Violet was settled in an empty room. She was so tired, she fell into a deep sleep before the medicine was even ready after Vanda examined her. All the way here, Violet had been so frustrated. Her health had always been robust, and she rarely suffered from even minor ailments. It was embarrassing that she had failed at a critical moment. She felt like an embarrassment to the Inferno Guild! When the medicine was ready, Carissa woke Violet up to drink it. Violet sat up and gulped it down, then asked, "How's Lawrence?"

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.”

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 stood up from the bed, her body shaking slightly as she turned around in style as her mom and sister continued praising her. Violet is a tall and slim girl who doesn't look like she eats, whereas she takes in food meant for a grown man. She has multi-colored hair that's wavy at the top but straight at the end. Her eyes were grayish, and she had the fierce temper of a tiger, which gave her the nickname Tiger.

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

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.

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.

Small, dark, and swirling with a sickly crimson liquid, it gleamed under the dim torchlight. The runes etched into its surface seemed alive, shifting and curling like snakes on her fingertips. "You know," Violet mused, gently removing the lid and inhaling the scent of my blood. "Every single thing I’ve done—every lie, every spell, every death—was for this moment." Her voice wavered, not with regret, but with something more dangerous—obsession. "After the fight with your people," she began softly, "I walked into the throne room, searching for Scarlet. I thought if I found her, I’d find answers. But all I found was her body—lifeless and crumpled on the floor."