Who Tortured Violet In Iron Flame Novels & Stories

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽ A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading. "Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy. "Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange."

The difference was like night and day. The Violet Rain Bird quietly stepped back, realizing that if the flames touched its tail, it would be nothing more than a roasted bird. The intensity of the flames was overwhelming, and the bird knew it was no match for Adrian’s might. A moment of carelessness could lead to its demise at Adrian’s hands. The Violet Rain Bird stared at the scene with wide eyes, filled with horror, while Tyron beside him shared a look of shock. Neither of them understood where Adrian had obtained such a terrifying flame power. It was truly astonishing.

Her voice was mine But hollow Like someone had scraped the meaning from every word I lifted my hand, flame flaring “You’re not me.” She blinked slowly “No. I’m who you could’ve been if you’d chosen differently.” The Grove trembled beneath our feet as the corrupted version of me raised her hands and mirrored my flame Perfectly Same hue Same shape Same rhythm But colder More willing I struck first Violet fire arcing like a meteor through the sky She caught it with one hand And crushed it Not because she was stronger

I have asked Kane about what really happened and he confirmed what I concluded. Abigor tried to rape Cora who is Kane’s slave and Violet attacked him to protect her. Cliche human touchy feely heroic act! I shift from my left foot to my right and place my hands on the window’s corners. Earlier, I sensed Violet’s hate for me and it was so strong that I almost wanted to reach out and break her out of the trance. According to what I understand, she thinks I caged her in the dungeon to avoid anymore trouble she might cause.

The Magestress approached slowly, the staff burning like a second sun. “You were meant for greatness, Violet,” Eloria said. “But you chose love. You chose weakness.” Violet’s lip bled. She rose to her feet, fury twisting her features. “No,” she hissed. “I chose freedom.” She raised both hands. A wave of violet fire erupted, engulfing the Magestress. The explosion echoed across the valley. Eloria countered, the fire shattering into shards of light. “You are still a child playing with curses!”

However, they seem to be frozen with shock and Violet bursts into action once more, intent on ending them all as she howls her battle cry. My wolf is like a beast as she rips them apart like paper. None can get away as she traps their movements with what I've learned to be 'binding'. It stuns them to their spot, waiting for their turns to be killed. Her rage is like a burning purple fire, fueled by pure malice as she decimates her prey until there's nothing left to vent on. 'Violet...' I reach my hand to her, quelling her temper and cajoling her retreat. '...it's over. Come back to me.'

Chu Xun said softly. With these words, he raised his hand slightly. Boom! The ground of the magic formation was full of Violet Underworld Flames. These Violet Underworld Flames would not kill these people, but they would continuously burn their bodies and divine souls. "Ah..." Miserable shrill cries resounded. These purple flames couldn't hurt people, but they could roast their flesh. Their bodies were like steamers. Their internal organs, limbs, and bones were almost cooked. This was equivalent to roasting people over a fire evenly.

"I asked you a fucking question, Violet? Do you think this is a joke? Do you think you are fucking little girl and I will forgive everything you do because once upon a time you gave me a blanket in the cold? Why did you fucking kill Hera?" Her hands fisted by her sides and her chest heaved in a fast motion. Her stubbornness was pushing me to the edge and for some unexplainable reasons, I was holding back. "Don't make me hurt you, Violet... Why did you fucking do it?" I yelled my hands almost reaching her neck but snapped her head up and my hands hung in the air at the fire burning in her blue eyes. It seemed like an impossible fit for a human with bright blue eyes like hers to be burning wit

And then I woke up screaming. Sweat poured from my head. I have been blind before. Vlad had told me it was not him. Maybe Cylde. I buy it. Because I thought it was not him. Damn it, I was too soft and even blind to see what Vlad was really up to. And that was the cruelest part. When I became Violet, the pain was gone. Like I was a new person it had gone quiet. But I wasn’t. The pain was just temporarily forgotten, it had only been suspended.

The scent of frost, rain-soaked pine, and wild earth surrounded her. Theron hovered above her, barely an inch away. His obsidian eyes burned with streaks of violet and gold, stripped of every trace of reason. His gaze drifted back to the crescent-shaped mole. “I found you…” His voice cracked with something between relief and desperation. “Zillah.” “Let me go!” Tears blurred Rhiannon’s vision as she struggled beneath him. It was useless. He didn’t move or loosen his grip. He didn’t even seem to notice she was fighting.