Violeta Novel Novels & Stories

Nathaniel said and stormed out ★★★ Valentina woke up in a room, her nostrils were soon filled with an aroma so inviting, it was soothing to her soul. She blinked her eyes so she could see her surrounding a little. She couldn't recognize where she was so she quickly stood up and went straight to the window to look outside, the view was magnificent, there was a huge water fountain, a swimming pool... some older people and few kids were playing with the water. While she was busy taking in the view a strong arm wrapped around her waist, she was startled for a second until she looked to the person and it was none other than Ryan.

They understood each other even if their thoughts weren't verbalized. "Help! Help me! Kiara, where are you? Kiara, please save me! Kiaraaaa!" Violet screamed before she plummeted into darkness. ~~~ When she gained her senses back, she sat straight with a gasp. “W-where am I? I… I was in the dungeon.” She flicked her eyes and rubbed them before she looked around again. But it was real! The thing she was seeing was real. “How's everything white? Where's the sky, the land, trees, birds, buildings? What place is this?” Violet tried to stand up and a current of pain shot up her limbs.

Too close, Violet's eyes zeroed on his hand that was on Silvia's waist. The hot lava reached the rim of the volcano of her soul and before it could erupt, she got up and disappeared from there.

Violet's determination to learn the truth about her father's past, which is now closely connected to the Mercanti family's enigmatic motivations, was strengthened by the sight of Marco, a ghost brought back from the dead. With Vlad incapacitated, the very nature of their relationship had changed, a profound role reversal casting a new, unsettling dynamic over their precarious existence. The burning pain in her broken finger was a dull, constant ache, a visceral reminder of Aurora's brutal ruthlessness, and it fuelled her desperate need to reach "La Paloma." Violet swiftly pulled Vlad's massive body deeper into the thick bushland, away from the blood-stained road and the menacing sight of the

Isabelle smiled a little, she did what he asked happily. Violet was brought to the ground, her body held by a Red Witch named Claida. One of Ivanka's children. The witch used her magic so that Violet could not shifted. "I will kill you and your child" Claida threatened, She saw Violet crossing the forest and immediately attacked her. On Ivanka's orders, she would kill anyone who had a connection to Ayana. Violet was breathing heavily. She tried to push her body away, "I'm not pregnant." Claida laughed loudly "Don't lie. No one can lie to a witch."

I followed it to the kitchen like a moth drawn to flame, barely noticing the sunlight pouring through the windows. Violet was at the stove, her hair loosely tied back, humming to herself as she worked. A spread of ingredients covered the counter: jars of oils and powders, fresh vegetables, and cuts of meat that had been cut up. She didn’t glance up when I entered, but she smiled, wiggling her fingers as she peeled something in her hand. It could have been an onion, but it didn't look like any onion I'd ever seen. "So… food will wake you when nothing else will. I'll keep that in mind."

" It's hard to ignore your footsteps going back and forth" I laugh nervously "Oh, really" I awkwardly sit in the bed, Violet had on a short red lacy night dress, it had tin hands and a V-neck, showing half of her breast, is she maybe trying to seduce me? How could she wear something this sexy? Memories of me with my face on Violet's breast flood my brain, kissing and touching them, Violet moaning, I suddenly hear my voice say 'Like music to my ears, I've always wanted to hear that from you". I gasped as I fall to the ground

City of Alaska "Gosh, it's raining so hard," said Violetta who was in front of a cafe. Several months ago, Violetta carried out her father's order to move to Alaska. She also worked as a waitress at a downtown cafe. Violetta becomes an ordinary human, she has a beautiful and cute face, white skin, and big eyes that make her look like a doll. Her blonde hair with thin bangs is her trademark. Violetta also doesn't use her magic power at all, except when she needs it.

Intro- Violet was frustrated with the contract with Henry, she couldn't deny the feelings she was starting to harbor for him but yet she knew desiring a normal relationship with him was impossible. Running away was her only option but she had no idea it was impossible to run from the mafia himself. Violet's P.O.V.

Mrs Maria's eyes shone wide as she thought of the last part. “That's not what happened? I know I'm not supposed to be telling you this but we tried to have sex, and I found out she's a Virgin,” “Violet is a virgin? Really?” “Yeah, I tried to force my cock inside her but it didn't get through easily, then she told me she was a virgin, I didn't know before, I can't bring myself to take her virginity, keeping the secret of killing her Dad eats me up enough and I can't take something as precious as that from her, she said she wanted to give her virginity to her future husband but she's giving me for protecting her, but deep down I know I've not really been protecting her,”