Woman With Violet Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

the senior instructed before marching out of the room. "Can I get a glass of water?" Violet asked, her throat dry and scratchy. "Sure." Ginny walked over to the table, poured water into a glass, and handed it to her. Violet took a sip, the cool liquid soothing her parched throat. Ginny studied her for a moment. "Wow...You have a different eye color," she pointed out, both bewildered and awestruck. "Yeah," Violet replied, her voice flat, betraying little interest in the observation.

I saw Jane’s jaw tighten, the porcelain mask of the perfect Luna-to-be fracturing for just a second. She didn't stay to argue; she pivoted on her heel, muttering some excuse about a high-priority patient, and vanished down the sterile corridor. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and stepped back into the ward. My mother, Elaine, was practically glowing—a sight that should have warmed me, but instead, it felt like a warning. "Dr. Yoris is so poised, isn't she?" Elaine mused, her eyes following the door. "She’s brilliant, beautiful... tell me, Ivy, does she have a mate? A High Alpha, surely?"

The woman’s eyes were bright as she leaned toward Violet, who had her phone between them, showing her something. Who was she?

Her eyes gleamed cunningly and maliciously. Her steps were larger than those of a baby. She was wearing something that looked very tempting and ravishing. Her five inch-heels suits perfectly to every man's taste as it added to spice up the woman's curvaceous figure. Those hungry wolves would drool all over if they only stole a single glance of her. But... On Ethan's eyes, this Violet was just a mere woman in his sight. An eyesore to be exact! He only had his eyes for his beloved Izzabelle. Exclusively!

"That explains why your aura is different, there's something... layered about you." "Can you help me or not?" I questioned again, this time I'm becoming intense. "That depends." Violet pulled out a small vial from her bag, inside of it was a shimmering liquid that seemed to change colors. "Do you know what Lila is planning at the ceremony?"

She grabs Tricia's hair, but it falls off, revealing a bright violet hair, and this time she snaps her eyes open, causing my mouth to hang open. Violet dragon eyes.

I felt the woman’s eyes staring at me, and I made a note in the back of my mind to visit her once again before we left. “That w-was odd.. did you s-ee her eyes? I’ve never seen that be-before. And s-she knew my name..” Violette said. She placed Lillian’s gifts into a small bag I’d given her and I grabbed her hand. “I believe she’s a seer.. I’ve only seen the white eyes with them.” I said. She looked at me curiously but didn’t say much else about it. “Did you find some-thing for Ced-Cedric?” She asked.

"I see you like me, which is why I'm going to give you a gift for not scolding me." "Are you chastising me?" "You know how things usually go. You have a temper tantrum because a child sees an older woman like me.” "No, not at all." "Let us not linger on it. Please extend your hand." "Why my hand?" "This is your present." “Okay.” Violet took the woman's hand in hers, closed her eyes, and placed her palm against hers. It was a gift from her mentor Qontessah, and it helped her win over people by telling them their fortunes.

"She came in contact with a shentuka a few weeks ago, and was unharmed. That's a big indication that she's not ordinary." "It was just one, wasn't it? Warriors were on their way which scared it off," Xavier said, folding his arms. Violet didn't look like a supernatural. The only thing supernatural about her was her peculiar eye color. A magnetic shade of violet that felt like drawing him in no matter how much he resisted.

Turning, I walked, dragging my feet, even though I wanted to wrap her in my scent and never leave her side. Getting to my room, my thoughts trailed back to the men. The one who summoned the jackals and how he looked familiar even though the dark covered his face. “Violet eyes” echoed in my head, the men spoke about finding someone with that. My breath hitched, realizing Phoebe’s eyes had once ignited with a violet glow. Was it all a coincidence or was there something more to it?