Walking Dead Violet Novels & Stories

It was as if time were frozen in that tense moment. "Alaric, it's Violet. She's injured, seriously injured. We need help immediately!" I felt my strength depleting. Before completely falling into the darkness of unconsciousness, I heard Ivy's voice once more, now muffled and desperate. "Please, Alaric, she's dying!" My vision became increasingly blurry, and I struggled to stay conscious, but the pain and blood loss were winning. The last thing I saw before passing out was Ivy, still banging on the door with tears in her eyes.

Suddenly, Hector started running fast and he went deep into the forest until we saw a small house with two guys standing guard in front of it. I sent Luiz a message through the mindlink to come here. Hector immediately went into attack mode and attacked the two guys, then got inside. We entered the house and saw three different rooms. We started opening them one after the other until we got to the last room. I changed back to my human form and saw Violet lying on a bed, looking lifeless. I moved closer to her and shook her body, but she didn't wake up. I asked myself, "What could they have done to her? And why isn't she waking up?"

Violet made a sound. “You bitch. What are you?” Violet smirked slowly. “Your death.” Then she raised her hand and her claws pierced straight through his chest. With one brutal motion, she ripped out his heart. The man’s eyes bulged before his body collapsed with a heavy thud. Violet threw the heart aside and turned only to find wolves surrounding her. At least ten of them. ‘Did…did she kill him?’ One wolf asked through the mind link. ‘Yes... I saw her.’ Another whispered.

Laura said. "Then let's go, and please drive slowly towards the mansion, my lovely driver. I may need the ride later," Violet said as she exited the limo. "I will, ma'am," he replied. Dylan took Leah's hand in his, and they all started walking towards the gate that led to the mansion. On the way, he assisted Leah in singing the songs she desired, which made many of them laugh and join in on the fun. Violet laughed as Leah sang, and she appears to be much more relaxed and at ease now. Violet was a complicated woman, wasn't she?

Violet concluded putting down the phone. I gasped stepping back. She was going to kill him. Violet turned sharply at me. The shock on her face slowly turned to a devilish grin. “Don't believe everything you think Layla Wales.” I stepped back. I needed to get out of here and warn Ethan, but I didn't even know where he was headed. “Who are you, I heard it all.” “Indeed you did.” She frowned looking at her nails. “How unfortunate.” “Why do you want to kill him? Isn't he your brother.” I took another step back suddenly timorous as Violet slowly stood up from her seat and began to corner me.

It buckled at the knees and fell. She kept stepping back, aiming for the hole the creatures had left in their circle. More of their screams came from the south. "We need to get out of here!" she shouted. "I can see that!" Eden cried, slicing another one in two. Just as Violet darted between two tall piles of debris, one of the dead tackled her to the ground. She elbowed it in the stomach and it let her go. She got up but the creature grabbed her ankle and dragged her back. Its fangs looked like pieces of silver in the smoke.

No one followed or stopped me, likely wanting to stay away from the vomit instead of having an ounce of decency in their blood. As I hurried us down the hallway, Violet looked around through the tears that had started before I’d even stood from my chair. I didn’t know who or what she was looking for, only that sobs wracked her body as she shook in my arms. She had barely survived the mark of the unwanted from Lucas, and she was already showing signs of illness from whatever the fuck was happening now. I would not let her die. I couldn’t.

she began softly, "I walked into the throne room, searching for Scarlet. I thought if I found her, I’d find answers. But all I found was her body—lifeless and crumpled on the floor." Her grip on the vial tightened, knuckles turning white. "In her hand," she continued, "was this." Violet lifted the vial slightly. "It held the cure—the antidote to the poison your people had put in our water. Even in death, Scarlet clung to it knowing that our lives depended on it." Violet’s voice then lowered, thick with bitterness. "I did what I could for my people. The ones still breathing, at least. But after that… I searched for him."

I muttered under my breath, eyes narrowing. Riven didn’t even blink. He chuckled, slow and annoying, like he enjoyed watching me spiral. “You kill her, Violet will reject you before she resurrects the corpse to murder you again.” I scowled. “I just don’t like the way she looks at her.” “I do,” Riven said easily. “Because Violet doesn’t look back.” That made something unclench in my chest, barely. Across the room, Violet was trying to wrangle her friends out the door, but they kept circling around Zyran and Zaiden’s food like magpies.

Elise asked but Violet shook her head. “ Valdosta is supposed to make him break that covenant or turn him into a mind control zombie. She is also a world class hypnotist too. She is really good at what she does and she should not be underestimated at all.” violet explained and the both of them nodded. But before Bianca could launch into her own findings, a woman dressed in a purple hood and a hat made with webs and cotton walked into the restaurant attracting their attention. She began stumbling and walking into people making people to leave the road for her and before they could say jack.