Walking Dead Violet Novels & Stories

No more laundering coin from the poor. They called me ruthless. Good. I no longer hate that name… and that’s exactly why Kael cannot live. A snake that slips away doesn’t change; it only waits for another chance to strike. Soft footsteps approach behind me. “You’ve been up here since dawn.” I turn. Violet. Her hair is tied back, strands catching the morning light. Dust smudges her cheek from the rebuilding yard. She looks stronger now, brighter, like fire that learned to wear skin.

“Please… someone help me.” No one listened. They were all still laughing, talking about Luna’s pregnancy, about Christian’s future with her. Violet’s pain- her suffering- was invisible to them. The pain intensified, and she felt another gush of blood. Her vision blurred with tears, her body trembling with shock. Is this how it ends? Finally, someone noticed. It wasn’t Christian. It wasn’t Luna. It wasn’t her own mother. It was a distant cousin, someone barely connected to her, who gasped and pointed.

They stood pale, before Tracy pushed Aurora to walk and they exited the room. I rushed over to Violet to find that she was truly asleep which was rather odd. She was a light sleeper and to see her like this totally pushed me off balance but I did let her sleep. I kissed her forehead when she was about to wake from being startled and I went searching around the room. A minute of nothing, just under the very mattress Violet was fast asleep on, I felt something smooth with sharp edges like paper and pulled it out. They were pictures of when Violet was having a confrontation with the Rogue King and the angle made it seem like they were having a mutual discussion when in fact a fight broke out ri

Violet's shrill voice cut through the heated moment between Hugo and me. "I wasn't eye fucking him!" I snarled, ducking under his arms and over to her. Feeling Hugo move with lightning speed, he stood beside me, arm around my waist. "Whatever you say little wolf!" He laughed with a wink before nodding to Violet. "V!" His tone seemed tight, and I couldn't help but notice the tension between them both, making me wonder if they had history. "She is a vampire! Our mortal enemy and the lowest of the low. You really think Hugo would touch her!!" Ava mocked, making me smirk.

The pain cleared the path ahead of me and every time it was starting to wane, all I needed to do was step backwards and let it lead me in the right direction. Soon I found her, but also made another damning discovery. If we made the wrong move then we would be discovered by the rogues and with nighttime falling, one never knew what Silus was up to. While I could trust him to protect Violet, how he would do it was bound to upset me later. When I found her, she was crawling. Not like an infant learning to move, but like a prisoner fighting for his life. She must have realized that the pain got worse the farther she was from me, but she endured it. For someone who claimed I loved her, she sure

To Koba-VRDA (Encrypted Message) [Saoji Eyes - 2019, 01 January] An eyewitness could take a photo of a vampire who was passing in an Exposed state. No need to worry. Eyewitnesses took pictures in a state of unpreparedness, and the results of the photographs were unclear. I have obscured the witness' memory with Simple-Hipno. [Dwolo Eyes - 2019, 01 April]

Violet chuckled happily. Sara smiled and gave her the permission to leave. “I will bring her to you.” Violet screamed as she raced down the passageway. She followed the direction of the light on the bracelet and she was soon in the woods. Though it's quite late, the full moon was a useful source of light and it came in handy. Walking a few more metres, a lady fully cladded in black stood beside a tree. Violet walked towards her, and happily hugged her from behind, but a sharp grip on her hand made her squeal in pain.

He laughs again. I find myself relaxing slightly. Maybe this is good. Maybe talking to someone who isn’t one of the three heirs currently destroying my sanity is exactly what I need. Caelan steps closer. Not enough to make me uncomfortable. Not yet. “You know, your eyes really are that color.” I blink. “What?” “Violet.” I shift awkwardly. “Last time I checked.” His gaze lingers. “They’re beautiful.” Heat touches my cheeks. “Thanks.” His eyes drop briefly toward my mouth.

It's the doctor? "Violet is dead drunk." "Where?" I asked in fury. "I'll text you the place." He ended the call and I got up from my bed. I walked out from my room, I took my car keys and walked out of my apartment. I went down to the basement and drove my car out from the building. I put the place on my GPS and sped up to go there. I threw my keys to the valet chauffeur and walked inside the hotel. I ran to the bar and found Marcus and Violet sitting side by side.

"Sure, I'll tell you when I get there then." After the farewell ritual, Zein returned home and Violet went into her room. She gazed at the Cherry's limp body on the bed. Violet nimbly took the woman's phone and then sent a message to someone. After that she changed Cherry clothes to one of her nightclothes. "Almost perfect," she said with smile, full of meaning. ***