Violetta Shows Novels & Stories

"As for The Donna, she will be fine; we have administered the antidote. It was snake venom, but she didn't have much in her system, just enough to knock her out. If the syringe had been depressed or the needle had stayed in longer, it would have been a different story. Violetta's reflexes are amazing." "What do you mean??" My father asked. "It was Violetta who knocked the syringe out of her arm," Nikoli said. "Dimitri. I would like a word with you in private if I might." Dr Klaus asked, "Of course," I said, frowning in confusion. He walked to his office, and I followed behind. He motioned for me to sit on the couch, and I did. He shut the door and then sat in the chair on the other side of a

And, when I had let her know, Olivia's eyes had beamed with excitement and understanding, begging me to let her experiment as well. Unfortunately, Jonny had decided to show up and tried to open the door. At least we'd been smart enough to lock it, which gave us plenty of time to get ready and try to look relatively normal. “What are you thinking about?” Olivia's question brought me back to reality. "The first time I saw these beauties.” I answered taking my hands to her breasts to caress them over her shirt, fortunately, the bra was in absence. "Excellent memory.” She agreed with a breathless laugh "But I think there is something to celebrate today...”

"Detective Fox missed you, and is now asking for your number." Violet's forehead creased as she tore her eyes away from the TV screen. She looked at Eric straight in the eye and said, "Is he crushing on me, Montenaro?"

I already expected the burst of light so I moved back a little and strongly held my feet to the ground to keep the force from pushing me. Violet didn’t faint this time and fully took in everything that just happened. My guess was right. Seeing the confused look on her face told me she didn’t have a clue about our past lives. If she did, she would understand that those powers belonged to Safina. I couldn’t wait to rub in it Valarus’s face that I was right and his gut feeling was wrong this time around. “This is not the end” I smirked and prepared to teleport. The next words I heard sent shivers down my spine.

Axel said and pushed the strands of hair on her face to the side. "I am excited... I want to spend time with you." Violet said confidently then yawned closing her mouth with her palm. Axel was amused. She was so outspoken. "Do you have questions?" Axel questioned while gently massaging Violet's scalp with his fingers buried in her hair. Violet sighed and then opened her eyes to stare intently at him. She immediately flushed red, showing that she was agitated by his contact. Axel was shocked and wondered how she would react if he touched her in another place.

Violet’s wide, tear-filled eyes moved between us, but she remained silent, her thoughts far away. “You know who else is a liar?” Xavier grinned, his focus shifting to Violet. “Your precious little lover girl.” His laughter was thick and triumphant, full of menace. I’d hoped he would get relaxed, but no, he was still alert. His hands clung firmly to the holster, his body ready for action if needed. Violet let out a sob, her breath hitching, her voice trembling. “I... I please—” she stammered, her eyes darting away from mine.

Dahlia Carrington ~•~ As the class ended, I deliberately wasted time packing up my books while others quickly filed out of the class. Roman stood, waiting for me. “Aren’t you coming?” “Oh, I have something to discuss with Professor Valentino. You can go ahead.” He looked me up and down. “Oh, okay.” He waved me bye and went out of the class. Then it was just I and Damon again. As soon as Roman closed the door behind him and I stood up, I felt the vibrations again, higher than they’d ever been. I fell to the ground immediately, rubbing my thighs together to try and reduce how fast my orgasm was coming.

Violet The temperature in the room seemed to drop. "I wasn't talking to you" Nate started. "And she wasn't talking to you either." Elijah pocketed his phone, and directed all of his attention on Nate. "Yet here you are. Still bothering her." Nate's jaw clenched at that. He looked at me, as if he was trying to find something in my expression like sympathy, maybe, or shared frustration. But I gave him nothing of that sort. "Violet, please," he tried again, taking a step toward me. "Just open the box. If you don't like it, fine, but I want you to at least see—"