Violet Twdg Novels & Stories

Her bond with Scarlet was that strong that she felt pains just at sight of what belonged to her. Violet’s mind was torn apart and the only thing that she needed at the moment was rest, a good rest. Too many things have happened in this one day and the only thing to clear her mind is a good night sleep. She can start to work on her mission once she is done sleeping, that is the next day. “We are really-

Oh, dear. ‘What a nuisance,’ Zin scoffed. I rolled my eyes, then raised two fingers. "I'll sing two songs but only with Vio—" she growled warningly, "Candytuft," Violet clapped her hands with excitement. Does anyone realise she has violet hair? Like did she dye it? And how is she human? "I'll start!" Where did Khloe abduct this child from?

Danielle answered. She was panting and screaming, the pain was just too much and it was her first as well, she didn't know how to take it all in. Ava kept on massaging her temples to help reduce stress and make her relax more. They finally got outside the house to where the car was parked, Danielle got into the back seat still screaming "the pain is too much, I can't". You're doing a good job". Ava said to her. "Where's the baby's bag?" She asked. "It's at the corner of the wardrobe" Danielle answered. "Hang in there okay ?" Ava said while heading back to the house to get her maternity bag.

Violet brought out her phone and dialed the number on the TV, it rang for sometime before someone finally picked up. She put the phone on speaker, so we could both hear, "Hello, Good evening this is Ava from the Adrian empire, how may I help you?" The person on the other side of the phone asked. "Yes, Good evening, my name is Madison and I would like to book an appointment with Mr Adrian," Violet said. "Are you part of our VIP list?" The lady asked. "No, I am not," Violet answered, she rolled her eyes. "Okay, have you spent more than six million dollars on any of our items before?" The lady asked.

"I want to torture him. I want him to suffer." There was no emotion in Violet's voice, as if she was a living corpse. But in her clear eyes, there was rage and hatred that she couldn't hide. Silvia chuckled when she saw her. She gently patted Violet's shoulder. "If you want me to believe you, go to the garden and catch all 123 worms. Put them in the bag, and I'll agree to your request," Silvia said as if it were an easy thing to do.

"Yes. The Violet I know is the sister of my late husband. Do you have a picture of her or something." "I have a poster on my phone that was sent as an advertisement for the escort company," Aiden said as he fished the phone from his pants pocket. He found the picture and showed it to Katherine. "Holy Fuck," Kat gasped. There she was, smack in the middle of the poster. She was wearing a sexy dominatrix outfit with a whip in her hand and she was also wearing a brunette wig, but Katherine knew it was her. Violet was running an escort service. Kat found it difficult to believe, though, that little miss diva was doing such things.

He pushed it open. Violet was not at her desk. She was perched on the edge of it, one leg crossed over the other, the tight black dress riding high on her thigh. She had poured two glasses of amber liquid from a bottle of whiskey he recognized as expensive. The harsh overhead light was off; the only illumination came from a green-shaded desk lamp, casting the room in deep shadows and pools of warm light. It softened her edges, but did nothing to dim the intensity in her eyes. “Close the door,” she said, her voice a low, smooth command.

It suddenly surged faster in the shrub, probably because it was closer to the smaller bug in Violet's earring. "Violet" Layla called out, looking around anxiously. Vivian hesitated, and rather awkwardly she called out too. Butterfly wasn't moving anymore from the indicator on my phone. "She's here! " Layla cried out, a hint of relief laced in her voice. I hurried over to where she was. Violet lay there breathing softly but unconscious in her muddy dress. Her whole self was in a mess and a bright purple patch was on her left ankle, definitely a twist.

she said. Justin got up and this time— He held her hand —her pinky finger He led her outside to the second floor. "Sir?" The butler called his attention to the two upstairs Adrian's face hardened as his eyes remained on their hands "Cut her time with him" he said "The doctor's.." "Cut. Her time with him" he finalized and left in the car. ~A PRIVATE LOUNGE The room was quiet. The air was still and commanding Everything about the room was expensive

~Alpha Maverick~ Violeta, visibly distressed, dabbed at her teary eyes. “My maternity leave will start in a few months. I only want to ensure I’ve set the groundwork before I go, so please don’t be offended,” she said in a sadly resigned tone. The more she spoke, the more my heart ached because, truthfully, Violeta had been working as hard as she should have. I would commend her for that. She had always been a dedicated and valuable asset to the research efforts at Grand Prime, possessing a sharp intellect and commitment.