Novel & Cerita Violetshine Warriors

BAYNE’S POV I hated having my hands tied. I hated not doing anything for her and most of all, I fucking hated that she was going through so much hate. There were two sides of Violet. One she was the warrior, a fighter ready to take down the whole world and the second, was just a broken woman desperate for a soul healing. This part of her craved a heart to love her and I was glad that she was ours. I was glad she had three hearts to control and do with them however she wanted to.

I asked. She smiled at me. “Your little friend.” “Oh!” That was awkward, wasn’t her daughter’s name Lydia? “Queen Shalom-” “If it’s okay with you, please just call me Shalom.” “Right. Uhm… if you don’t mind me asking, did you ever find that imposter?” She dragged her breath and exhaled loudly. “That… that was not an imposter.” “But you said-” “Not in that way. That was one of the new gods, her name is Violet, and she has the power to change faces and become whoever she wants. She is the goddess of illusions.”

"Want to continue trying?" A few of the dark warriors began to look uneasy, but their commander ordered them to move in again and they had no choice but to obey. "Bad choice." Elaina laughed batting her wings and sending them flying into a crevice in the earth. Screams erupted as they connected with the lava and it was like a beautiful song to Elaina's ears. "Elaina!" The voice instantly drew Elaina's attention. Looking around she found herself staring at Christopher who had just stabbed one of the dark warriors through the chest and was now making his way towards her followed closely behind by Chase.

“What do you do now is different from them? Backstabbing is not how I teach you; a true warrior needs to keep his head up and live." "What's wrong with me taking revenge? What they did to me, even if I chop them up a hundred times, I still don't feel satisfied. Do you know? Ten years ago, they broke our homes and separated our families. Ten years later, the old man Titus again took advantage of me; after achieving the goal, on my way back to the pack, he sent someone to chase me and kill me." Violet got mad and punched the tree beside her; the canopy shook, and the leaves rustled like rain. “Have you forgotten the picture when I came here looking for you? My whole body was covered with blood

Her wolf whispered to her, urging her to step forward, to embrace the fire, to hunt and end the threat that stalked them all. Her chest rose and fell sharply, her breaths coming fast. She tilted her head back, staring at the swollen moon above. And then it came—the chorus of howls. Not one, but many, rising in eerie harmony from the depths of the forest. Some were Kael’s pack, she knew. Others were wrong—darker, jagged, filled with something twisted. The war had already begun. And Evelyn stood on the line between.

She looked at Naomi, her eyes filled with hope as she waited for Naomi to agree with her, but Violet was brought in, her eyes wide with fear. "Hey, Violet." Naomi smugly said. Behind me, Aubrey whispered to Hazel, "Do you know Hey Violet is the name of a human music band?" I rolled my eyes at her childish antics before turning to face Violet, ready to deliver my justice. Violet looked shocked to see Naomi okay then relieved. "The antidote worked. So why am I here? You promised your word." I nodded, moving forward. "I did. But you didn't keep yours."

I move away from my warriors, from my heart, and I force out their voices. I sprint through the sea of rogues, my claws out and swinging as I make it out as far as I can, putting space between me and Gemini. Then I spin to face her, my eyes meeting hers from the short distance as she fights to stand, moving toward the barrier only to be caught. By Violet again, pulling her back.

And everyone in the room was backing him. Violet looked at the faces of her supposed family- her mother, her in-laws, her sister -all of them united against her. She had no one left. No allies. No support. Not even the child she carried in her belly could protect her from the cold, brutal reality of what was happening. She was being erased from her own life. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her hands fell limp at her sides. The fight drained from her body. “I won’t let you take my father’s company,” she whispered, but her voice was weak, full of defeat.

The nerve of this man to just go about spouting shit like this. “Liar,” I cursed. Still, I kept reading the letter. You do not belong in Dark Moon, Violet. They will never truly see you as one of them. You are a symbol, a weakness they would sacrifice if it meant preserving their strength. I, however, am willing to end this. My pulse was pounding painfully in her ears. Meet me alone, Violet. One conversation, and I will call off the war. No blood. No ultimatums. All I want is peace.

​The Violet Veil ​In the village above, the Salt-Bloods and Bloom-Kin watched in awe as the invisible Aegis shroud suddenly ignited. A dome of violet fire erupted over the island, stretching miles into the sky. It wasn't a solid wall; it was a shimmering, liquid lattice of energy that pulsed in time with the Weaver’s frantic heartbeat. ​The ships of the blockade—the Consolidators—immediately opened fire. ​Kinetic slugs slammed into the violet veil, but instead of shattering it, they were absorbed. The resonance of the "Tuning Fork" caught the slugs, vibrating them until they turned into harmless dust that drifted down like snow onto the harbor.