Violeta Novel Novels & Stories

"That's what I heard, that's why the boss demanded that she abort the baby." "He's indeed heartless," Violet mumbled and continued with her food. "Can you buy me fresh ingredients for vegetables? I want to cook my meal from now on." "Sure." After Violet is done with her food, Bull cleans it off and leaves. Once that Violet was alone, she took her time in the bathtub while admiring her photos and videos with Victor on the tablet. There were times that she had sexual needs and Victor wasn't there to fill her. That's why she has to do it by herself. Although, Chameleon proposed to her almost every night back in the isolated place. She turned him down and that's because she only loves Victor. He

Violet sighed and said, "I promise aunt Ree" "Dangerous things are in these forests and I don't want you getting hurt okay?". "Okay" she sighed sadly. She took to the stairs quietly. "Why so sad? Already in love with the forest?" Aunt Ree joked as she stuffed her face with meatloaf. "Oh Maybe" Violet replied, giggling. Half an hour later, Violet sat on her bed, hair damp, fresh pjs and her laptop balanced on her lap. She read through her favourite werewolf novel of all time. She had read it only a couple of hundred times but couldn't get enough of it.

Violet drew closer and stared at me intently. "Um, yeah! I've never seen Vano friendly toward any girl. Not even to me! The only thing I know about him is that he really likes to eat and watch football!" I said it quickly. Violet squinted at me with a strange look. "That's the one I need!" Violet exclaimed quickly. "What?" "Learn to cook! I'll cook something delicious for him! Teach me to cook!" Violet exclaimed with sparkling eyes. *** "Wow, Violet! That's too much!" screamed Selena as she taught Violet to cook.

Violet had never understood why people hated the rain so much. She loved it. Gazing out onto the cityscape of Seattle as the rain poured down, she felt a sense of peace for the first time in weeks. “Violet, do you want anything from the store? I thought I’d stop by after I get coffee,” Vera called from the hallway.

"The last time we spoke, you said you had a plan." The Violet standing before him was not the same woman he knew five years ago. That Violet was gone. This Violet was calculated and dangerous, like an erupting volcano ready to destroy anyone in her path. She was smart, calm, and relentless—a force to be reckoned with. Her every action was driven by one goal: revenge. "She is the plan," Violet said, pointing at the young woman. "Tell me, what’s your name?" Before the woman could respond, Riele interjected, "Her name is—"

Violeta was absolutely gorgeous. “I’ve wanted to do this forever,” she whispered as she walked towards him. She lifted his hand to her pubic mound already wet and dripping and pushed his fingers between her slightly spread legs. Her eyes were squeezed shut tightly, and her breath was coming rapidly. It was her turn to moan. Inches away from his wondering eyes, her tiny nipples became rigid and Violeta began to convulse and clench. Her nipples were overly sensitive, bring her to what would be only the first of many orgasms that evening.

Giving it a squeeze to tell me to show him. "We'll go on then." The Alpha's tone was cold and harsh. I closed my eyes and let Issie do the work. Tingles surrounded my face like always. Then they went away and I opened my eyes. Both the Alpha and Luna were staring at me like I had 6 heads. "My oh my!" The Luna stood up and practically ran over to the Alpha's bookshelf. "I have read about this before but I never believed it! My! The Violet Moon is true!" The what now? I was beyond confused and so was Grayson.

Now, only minutes after sending Caelan away, I find myself standing far too close to Aria while she looks up at me with those impossible violet eyes. “You’ve been avoiding me,” she says. I lie. She calls me a liar. And Gods, I nearly kiss her right there. Instead, I touch one of her curls. A compromise. A terrible fucking compromise. The instant my fingers brush her hair, her magic responds. And so does mine. Power hums beneath my skin. Her violet eyes widen slightly. She felt it too. “Because,” I tell her, “I’m beginning to think being around you is a very bad idea.”

Even though it was in the middle of summer tonight was a cold and stormy night. Her mother was having to work late tonight and her step-father just walked in the door with her half sisters. She knew she had to hide. If he found her it would be another long terrible night. She couldn't take another long, crazy, painful, horrible night. She has had enough pain. She shouldn't have to endure this anymore. She should be allowed to leave and move on from this. She needs to live her own life for herself. She needs and wants to be free. She was going to find a way out one way or another. It's time for her freedom even if she has to take it by force. I am her, and she is me. My name is Violet, and th

“She's your fiancée? Your lover? It doesn't matter. It's fine. You don't have to explain." Rain let out a frustrated growl, rubbing his face with his hands. "Her name is Violeta. She’s an ex-fling. We used to... do things. But I haven't contacted her in months. I swear I didn't even know she still had the code to the house." I felt a jolt in my chest, but I kept my mask on. "An ex-fling. Right." "She showed up when I was vulnerable," he continued, his voice dropping to a low, painful rumble. "The rut... it makes everything loud. She was there, and she smelled like... she just smelled like a woman. And..."