Violet Twdg Novels & Stories

The tension, teasing, and desire that had been building for days had finally found its balance, a slow, simmering current threading through every touch, every glance, every breath. Malik’s hand rested firmly at her waist, steady, confident, no longer edged with jealousy. His touch was grounding, anchoring her, a quiet reassurance that she was still wholly his, even as they explored new depths together. His gaze met hers, soft and intense, carrying a silent, unwavering message: I trust you. I’m here. Always. The warmth radiating from his presence made Zariah’s playful teasing feel safe, yet every brush of her fingers ignited a delicious, thrilling spark.

Theta Diago asked, standing up from the couch. Violet gave it some thought. She was about to say yes, but then she remembered his rival was Daniel Collins. If he found out about it, he would plot against her. "Not now." They looked surprised. But they did not oppose it. They obeyed the cold woman silently. "As you say, Luna." They left the house after bowing to her. Violet felt weird today. She felt lightheaded. She ignored all the changes she was feeling and left the house to go to the company.

His small body curled softly against me, warm and trusting, and I pressed my cheek lightly to the top of his head. Across the courtyard, Violet abandoned her conversation and made her way to the trays again. Her steps lost their earlier confidence. She looked over each bottle, her breath growing uneven as she searched for the one she had planted. She found it in the wrong position and froze. She whispered something under her breath, then lifted it too quickly, like she expected it to disappear from her hand.

Violet never expected the location to be so far. Twilight Hotel was located in the center of the city, and the ride took almost thirty minutes. By then, her nerves were already tense, anticipation making her tap her feet rapidly on the floor. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath to calm down. “It’s okay, Vi. Relax.” Freya touched her shoulder, giving her a reassuring rub. Violet returned the gesture with a smile. They left the car and entered the enormous hotel.

I asked. Violet frowned and looked at my mate, clearly not liking the answer. “He siphoned magic—from a Phoenix wolf. Centuries ago. So, he’s been experimenting on it to determine what he’d need to make it happen. I wished that I knew more on that front, but my visions haven’t shown much.” I wasn’t certain what she was going to share, but this was much worse than I’d anticipated. How were we going to… I didn’t waste a second. The moment Violet’s words sank in, I pushed away from the desk and strode out of the office, ignoring both Octavia’s and Violet’s questions that followed me into the hall.

Violet clarified, “Tania, I wasn't intending to scare you. It's just that I was trying to caution you. I know you want to impress Vito but if he would have smelled men’s scent from your body, you would have been in serious trouble.” I looked at Violet fondly. She had to be the best bestie ever to hide my dirty deeds. I saw her spraying my perfume all over and checking me out to make sure I was all set to meet our hot doctor. But it was startling to have Violet present in this deserted section of the hospital. I didn't mention that I was coming over here. I asked her, “How did you know that I am here?” Violet giggled as she patted my hair. “Come on, Tania. I am your best friend. I know that w

They sat on the sofa, placing the surgical tray on the table. Lawrence held her hand, seperated a finger from the others, and brought out a pin from the tray, as he gored her slightly. Pouring the vital fluid by massaging her finger to release more into a tiny plastic container. And then cover it. "Hey Denina, here!" Giving the container to the nurse he came with. And she left. As the smell of her vital fluid entered into her nostrils, she began to feel nauseous. Lawrence supported her to the toilet as she poured out everything into the sink and flushed... feeling so weak again.

Violetta pauses. “With all due respect ma’am, I don’t intend to hurt Nova and if you are thinking of telling me their sex I already have my suspicions and I do not care what sex they are. I am immensely attracted to them, but even more so in love with them.” I sigh then under my breath “Cade and Gina are right I just needed to admit it to myself.” “Good! Because Nova doesn’t deserve the hate that they sometimes receive least of all from someone who should be showing them affection!” She pins me with her eyes and I feel like there is more to this that she is not about to tell me.

Most of the frat houses were on the same stretch of road only a few blocks from the dorms, walking distance was always a plus, the last thing a bunch of college students needed were duis or worse. Violet had gone with fitted,flare jeans, a black crop top, she was a firm believer in showing off if you had it because one day you would no longer, and paired it with a new pair of black wedge heels she'd been waiting to take out for a night on the town. Normally she would have just paired the ensemble with her favorite pair of converse but tonight was a special occasion after all, it called for her special date shoes that had never seen a date since they walked out of the shoe store almost a yea

Cole’s forehead creased into a tight knot as he watched me take the stage, his fists clenching at his sides. “Bring two sets of parchment and two iron quills,” Chloe ordered the attendants, a victorious smirk spreading across her face. I looked at the staff and corrected her. “Make them heavy bone quills. Double sets.” Chloe’s brows knitted together. “Are you planning to strike the dual-hand script, Doctor?” “Is that a problem for a Kinton Vice President?” I asked, gripping the first bone quill. “The dual-hand script requires a split consciousness,” Chloe stated, her voice rising so the crowd could hear. “Even Grand Mistress Emily Quinn spent a decade in the high mountains before she dared t