Violet X Gilbert Novels & Stories

“Please… someone help me.” No one listened. They were all still laughing, talking about Luna’s pregnancy, about Christian’s future with her. Violet’s pain- her suffering- was invisible to them. The pain intensified, and she felt another gush of blood. Her vision blurred with tears, her body trembling with shock. Is this how it ends? Finally, someone noticed. It wasn’t Christian. It wasn’t Luna. It wasn’t her own mother. It was a distant cousin, someone barely connected to her, who gasped and pointed.

But then-he said two words that made me pause. Plan B. Plan B? He told me about Xavier. How he was Violet's stepbrother. How he hated her. How he wanted her to burn. That got my attention. Violet had a stepbrother that I wasn't even fucking aware of. I mean just this week she was announced as Valenwood herlir mad missing daughter. At this point, I doubt there could be any shocking news. The Viper handed me the address. The prison they locked him in. I was excited. Fucking thrilled.

It seemed that was all that was missing for these two, F******k official, Darren seemed to be dragging his feet, the big debate of a guy his age, to actually commit to a committed relatioship or continue the casual flirtation that usually turned to friends with benefits. The girls had made one complete turn of the downstairs as Violet finished up the last sips of her second cup of beer, she felt the felt the tingles of the liquid starting the beginning process of what they did best, intoxicate. Violet took no notice of the stranger in the corner that had his eyes on her even before she walked through the doors. He had noticed her presence even before she made a physical appearance in front

To the pack, it was a foregone conclusion that he had been the one to break my seal. But Blake’s eyes turned a bruised, violent red. He looked at me, his scent spiking with a mix of agony and disbelief. She’s not a virgin. The realization seemed to tear through him. Was it true? And if so, who? His gaze flickered toward Noah Pierce with murderous intent.

Tonight, I had to remind myself—and the rest of the world—what we were. Nothing. The first wave of guests approached, exchanging pleasantries. I answered with the same calculated charm I always did. Reigna remained by my side, poised but tense, her fingers clutching the strap of her purse. “Carlisle Amoroso,” a familiar voice cooed, and I already knew who it was before I turned. Violet. She was draped in a deep burgundy gown, her blonde hair falling in soft waves, and the way she carried herself was as effortless as ever. Her gaze flickered briefly to Reigna before she gave me a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Violet adjusted her reading glasses and looked at him. Immersed in thought, she asked, "Who is Jaden Rein to you?" Howard politely replied, "He's my grandfather." Violet immediately smiled at him. "So, you're Jaden's grandson. No wonder you resemble him so much." It was common knowledge that Violet originally hailed from Dawsbury City and settled in Gilsbury after marrying Charles Kane. Therefore, it wasn't surprising that she knew Howard's grandparents.

I stammer, heaving. Please don't, I am nothing special, just Violet, a suicidal woman, a sad pathetic mess, a lying mess, a stupid mess, a mess that is riddles in panic attacks, Celia doesn't have to carry the burden of carrying my name, she is innocent and I will taint her. "I am sorry, Lia, I have to go." I say, getting up, ending the call, then run, I run as fast as I can. I run faster in hopes that I will be able to outrun the fact that I do not want Celia and Blu having my name because I might not be there to watch them grow, it will really suck having a dead woman's name.

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.

"I called to ask you something simple. Aren’t you even a little curious… if this Lyriel is truly dead or alive?" Victor forced a cold laugh. "I’m not." "Then there's no point talking to you."Gilbert said. His tone stayed light, but there was something behind it...a bait he knew Victor wouldn’t ignore. A tense silence passed for a few seconds. "Wait," Victor finally muttered. Gilbert smirked to himself. "What?" Victor’s voice came out lower now. "Why do you want to help me?" Gilbert leaned back, watching the city lights outside his window. "Because we both want something I think we can give each other. You want revenge on Lyriel for ruining your wedding with such petty tricks. I want power."