Violet Thea Stilton Novels & Stories

Immediately, the young girl was puzzled. She began to make her descent, eyebrows knitted in slight confusion as her hand slid down the metal of the railing and she stepped down. The one thought was confirmed that she had spent her time pondering as she stepped off the second last step and leapt to the floor. Her eyes moved to the beautiful, dark roast that sat on the middle of the table, atop a gleaming silver dish- flanked by various other dishes- mashed potato, vegetables that most likely had been roasted too, and a loaf of stone-baked bread. Genevieve nearly choked.

She keeps looking at me but eventually looks away, licking her lower lips "When you move into the Manor, your name is changed to signify like a new birth or something. Strawberry is the redhead. Cream is Snow White. Caramel is the shy cute one and Chocolate is the one who— well, you know, in the gym" "And you're Vanilla?" "Oh good, you're getting the hang of it" "No" I blurt out "I don't understand anything, I just heard them call you that. Is this real? Or are we being filmed right now?" She looks super lost "Filmed?" I stop walking and fold my arms "Am I supposed to believe you all just call yourself Flavours?" She nods "That's basically what I just said" "Vanessa!" "I'm serious! Look, I j

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

She nods "True, well you can keep your little shit hole, it wasn't making enough money anyway, you've saved me actually, I hated having to be here with that rat you call an assistant" Violet snaps at her " Hey!, dont call Cristal that, I rather a rat than a filthy snake like you!". She rolls her eyes "Whatever, if you think you are going to take your father's business away from Jesse then you better wake up, he got everyone on his side, including the minister ". She cats walk away swinging her hips I was about to go after her when Violet stops me "Just let her go, she thinks she's the only fox here". I nod my head " Yea she doesn't know the tortoise is cunnier than the fox".

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

Walker's face, his cock his left eyebrow indicating that he didn't like what was going on here. As the four of us walked towards the foyer, I could hear all the laughter and music playing coming from the room. One men standing on the door where the sound coming from. As soon as he swung the door open the first thing I looking for was Salvi Bianchi and Vivian Bianchi. My eyes travel around the room looking for that figure. But all I see was unfamiliar looking face who giving me once over looks. "Everyone, I want to introduce you with Violet Hank. Vincent's daughter." James stood next to me as he introduced me to everyone in the room, only a few would pay a glance but even so them just looked

"Oh. Marcus Hale's office just called back. They had a cancellation. Can you be there in an hour?" I looked at her. At my fierce, loyal, perfect best friend. "Yes," I said. "Let's go destroy them." The elevator doors opened to the lobby. Miguel looked up, saw my face, and quickly looked away. Smart man. Because Violet Carter was done being the victim. Violet Carter was going to war.

Across the room, Violet was trying to wrangle her friends out the door, but they kept circling around Zyran and Zaiden’s food like magpies. “Abigail, stop sniffing the roast chicken,” Violet hissed. “I’m checking for poison,” Abigail snapped. “You took three bites already.” “That was… preliminary checking.” Idiots. All of them. I glanced at Riven again. “Still want me to let them be?” A beat of silence and Riven’s gaze traced Violet’s silhouette like she was a spell he had memorized lifetimes ago. “Of course,” he said calmly. “I trust our mate.”

I am the Violet who will reign, whether the world likes it or not. And when she comes near, I do the impossible. I jump higher than her and twist in the air. When our trajectories cross, I open my jaws wide, my teeth aligning with her throat in a fatal instant. And I bite. The sound is wet, grotesque. Lyun’s throat gives beneath my fangs. I tear flesh, tendon, what remains of my old friend and current rival. She tries to howl, a short, gurgling sound, as her life slips away.

“And I swear to you, Celeste… no one will ever come near her again.” My heart clenched. I wanted to believe that. I needed to. Before I could answer, Theodore approached. “Violet’s in custody,” he said, voice low but steady. “They’ll take her to a secure holding facility until she’s stable enough for questioning.” “Stable?” I repeated, disbelief flickering in my chest. “She tried to attack a child—” “I know,” he said, cutting me off gently. “But the doctors say she’s… not in a rational state. We’ll need to wait before we can get anything useful out of her.”