Violeta Novel Novels & Stories

"Please ask whatever you want, and I promise to respond as best I can if I can." "I appreciate how straightforward you are. Then I'll ask you a question. Could you tell me a little bit about yourself?" "Is that it?" "Yes, I just want to know what kind of woman piqued my baby princess's interest." "All right, I'm........." Violet began to narrate her story, leaving out important details such as the rape case and Qontessah. That was her secret, which she would not reveal to strangers. She also happened to tell her about her current family situation, which enraged the elderly lady. This was something worth seeing; she was even more enraged than she had been the day before.

Violet crossed her arms, looking coldly at the man in front of her. Violet is a young girl, she married Dominic when she was nineteen, gave birth to a child at twenty and she is twenty-two years old now. At this age, a lot of girls are blinded by money and benefits, and Violet has been exposed to so much that she is not so easily fooled. That man listened to Violet's words and fell silent, he said a lot of benefits to attract Violet but all failed. Violet didn't want to waste time with such pitiful company so she refused.

She collapses onto the center of her massive canopy bed, burying her burning face into a plush satin pillow. She pulls her fingers over her lips, blushing furiously as she recalls the overwhelming protective warmth she felt when Soren wrapped his arms around her waist. "Am I losing my mind?" she asks herself in a panicked whisper. "Did I mistake a business arrangement for real feelings? No, pull yourself together, Violet. This marriage is just a temporary contract. Do not fall in love with a dangerous billionaire."

Then, A dim light flickered in the distance. It was so tiny that she could barely glimpse it. But the light got bigger as Violet got nearer. It wasn't a simple lamp post light after all. It came from a mini building, illuminating the balcony. Violet stopped and squatted behind a crate. If she continued running, she might fall dead on the spot. Her lungs were filled with hot air. Her chest ached, the sharp pain spreading across her body. Shutting her eyes, Violet took in a long drag of the air.

Violet’s P.O.V. I went to follow after Hael when Carmen spoke. “Don’t you want to know who’s after you, Violet? What I have to say might just surprise you.” There was a decision to make, and it was time I stepped up to the plate. The power and authority of a Luna ran in my blood. I was no longer the forgotten bookworm forever perched in her gilded cage, waiting for the moment when someone came and set her free.

Days earlier “Are you sure about what you saw, Violet?!” Don Antonio demanded, his voice sharp with disbelief. “Arabella,” Violet repeated, pacing the dimly lit hotel room. “It was her. I saw her with my own eyes. She just won’t rest in peace, will she?” Violet’s chest heaved with bitter resentment. Lucas was supposed to be hers. She had lost him the first time when Arabella originally stepped into the picture, ruining every plan she had envisioned for her future.

~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.

Austin Portwalt "Violet.. Violet.." I called her as I walked into my apartment in New York. Where is she? "Violet.." I called again and looked around the living room and the kitchen but none. I walked inside my room and saw she was laying on my bed. "Violet." I called but there's no answer from her. I walked towards her and she's sleeping.. wait.. why is her face so pale and she's sweating? I quickly put the back of my hand to her forehead. It's burning..

Violet POV I stared at the signed contract when I woke, finally believing it wasn’t a dream, I have reread it for the fifth time now and I didn’t know what prompted this generosity from Aleksei but I knew it had nothing to do with genuinety. 20% SHARES TRANSFERRED BY ALEKSEI CARMENE FROM CARMENE LTD TO VIOLET VALE CARMENE. The first thing that came to my mind was to hire Antonio as my right hand man, I needed him close by, someone whose loyalty wasn’t bought with the Carmen coin. I dialed his number and he picked at the first ring .

She knew something. “Mira,” she said. “What do you mean by ‘Why would the priestess say something like that?” She shook her head like she was trying to make sense of the whole thing. “The sores could be cured with cloves and a few wild flowers. And there was no such thing as avoiding each other. Violet’s powers were obviously fighting against that.” “And that was why she was constantly weak. She was subconsciously fighting. There's just a bit of it left. And now you hate her again.” She said the last statement like it was a fact.