Violet Fell の小説・ストーリー

Alpha Arnold let go of her with such a jerk that she fell on her face on the floor— just in time before she passed away. Violet coughed loudly. She held her neck and tried to look around her. Everything was spinning. The sky looked dark green outside the cracked window and the trees blue. Her vision was messed up from the forceful hold on her neck as it restricted the supply of oxygen to her brain. Her head felt heavy and hot. The skin on her neck was throbbing as if it was still in a choke-hold. Violet jittered, her hands and legs started shaking violently. All she wanted was to be left alone. She had a tough tireful day. She worked non-stop, and as someone who gave her all to her work, she

Gamma Teo said. Violet became agitated by the way they kept mentioning Daniel. She did not want to hear about him. "I will think about it." Everyone turned silent. Since she said she would do something, they trusted her blindly. Violet started walking toward the front door of her house. She could feel pain in her hand. Maybe the poison began to affect her body. Her head was spinning. Something was moving inside, making her feel uneasy. She moved closer to the pillar near the door. Her legs were unbalanced due to her spinning head, but she held on to the pillar to keep herself upright.

What wish would possibly fix this shit heap? “I – I wish that Rose was never born a Fallen.” I said, hoping I don’t regret this decision. “Hmm. Interesting choice. Very well.” Gabriel said before clapping dramatically. I felt my body free fall, and everything turned black.

The rain outside pounded harder against the windows, as if echoing the storm raging in Violet’s chest. She lean more to the counter, tears streaking down her cheeks, trying to catch her breath. Her entire world had just collapsed. Christian’s words echoed in her ears, his cold indifference seared into her mind. “It’s over.”

Before she begins to fall and I have to run to grab her to stop her face planting the floor. Shit! Her body is scorching! I carry her to the bathroom, putting on the shower on a cool setting, and begin to undress Violet, before doing the same to me, and carrying her into the shower, hoping to cool her down that way. But right now she is passed out cold, not even responding and that scares me. ‘Hats, Violet is in heat I think. She has passed out. Scorching hot. Don’t know what to do.’ I mindlinked her.

The cushion from his lap fell to the ground with an inaudible thud. What the hell did he do?

Main Characters: Violet Willow Wade - Luna Queen of the Royal Moonstone Pack (Wolf’s name Willa) Violet is a strong Alpha female, having lost her mother at the age of 5 she was brought up by her father and brother. Her mother had died in a rogue attack and ever since she has seen her brother and father being extremely protective over her. At the age of 19, she is the strongest female warrior in the pack, she has trained all her life because she did not want to be vulnerable or weak in front of anyone. She is very loving and caring in nature and is loved by her entire pack for her gentleness and kindness towards them. She despises old customer especially being sold to someone as their bride a

I had gotten so used to him. "Just promise me one thing," she added. "What?" "If you're going to fall, fall with your eyes open." "Of course." I giggled. "No space for blind love here." Violet's POV After spending time with Arielle, I left her room and headed downstairs. I caught sight of Maven and Aiden in a corner of the living room. I averted my gaze immediately, promising myself I wouldn't look at them again. They hadn't been there when I came in. I'd assumed they weren't home.

He barely managed a few steps before his tall, imposing frame crumpled to the floor, instantly losing consciousness. "Wee!" Chayon released his grip on the petite woman and rushed over to his nephew sprawled out on the floor. He roared at the staff to call an ambulance, immediately rushing the young man to the hospital.

The tape clicked off. The room went silent. Then Gideon said softly, “Damn her.” Violet stared at the black envelope in her hand. Not a place. Not a place. The silver key burned hot in her pocket. And somewhere outside the window, the blue ribbon fell from the glass and vanished into the rain.