Violetta Shows Novels & Stories

Although Mila had told her that the pack members rarely entered the garden, she still had to take precautions in case people like Jenedeith sauntered in. The thought of that rude woman made her blood boil. She recalled the way she treated Mila, called her slave and insulted her. Then she was Xavier's mistress meaning she'd be here regularly. Violet sat beside a beautiful red rose bush, and bringing her knees up, she leaned close and enjoyed the sweet scent of the flowers. She slowly traced their little buds and stem, then hissed quietly when something pricked her finger and she just starting to suck on it when a small growl froze her.

I said to Violet, “Show her the picture.” Before leaving the morgue, Violet had snapped a picture of Lorenzo’s father. She planned on showing it to her mother should she need proof that her stalker had finally met his end. Within seconds she had the image pulled up on her phone, and turned the screen so that Arianna could see. Violet swallowed, stumbling over her words. “This is the man that visited you, right? He might look a bit older, but—” A blood-curdling grin carved itself across Arianna’s face. “No, that’s not him. That’s not him at all.”

'' Ria said, handing me a bluetooth. I plugged it in my ears and waited for her to play that voice mail. ''Hello? Ria? It's me Ilina! I'm speaking from New York. Listen carefully! I found interesting news about Moretti's! They are more than what we see! You won't believe who I saw today! I'll send you a few pictures! Look at them and dig information about them!'' I pulled out the bluetooth and returned it after hearing that. ''Whom did she see? Whose photos were those?''

she whispered to us. "A whiskey on the rocks." I said. She nodded and looked over to Adrien. "Just a Coke for me." He said before she disappeared to ask the other passengers. "If it wasn't for her hair and eyes, I would think she was too young to be Violetta." "She is very malnourished." I said, looking at her sleeping form. "She looks about 15 not 21." He sighed. "When I lifted her out of the car, she weighed nothing, and I could feel her bones. What did you see on her arms that had you looking like you wanted to kill?"

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...”

Hugo placed the hot Caffè Latte in front of her. "I will get bigger and bigger when I let myself hang out frequently with you." "I'll still love you no matter what size you will be," Hugo said casually. He looked at Violet's face and look for a reaction. She doesn't fail him though, and he can see the slight redness of her cheeks even if she didn't say anything. She was affected by him.

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.

Damon Valentino ~•~ I had known they weren’t going to find anything on Dahlia and me but I was still relieved when I got the email that their investigation was over. It was incredibly careless of them to end it without looking hard enough but it worked for me so I was grateful. I had an exam to supervise today, but even as I did, I kept thinking about Dahlia and the bruise on her neck. I knew Roman had been the one to do that to her and it angered me more than I’d like to admit.

"Violet Carter is the strongest person I know. She survived betrayal, rebuilt her career, and faced her abuser in court. My feelings for her don't diminish that. They're just proof that she's capable of being loved the way she deserves." Bennett's cross was predictable. Tried to paint Liam as opportunistic. As taking advantage of a vulnerable woman. But Liam shut it down calmly. "I invested in Violet's company because it's a sound business decision. I fell in love with her because she's extraordinary. Those are two separate facts that happen to coexist." When he stepped down, he paused at our table. Squeezed my shoulder. Kept walking. Marcus rested his case. All evidence presented. All witne