Violet Jade Novelas e Histórias

she asked, a hint of amusement in her tone. The air grew thick, awkward in a way I didn’t know how to explain. I pulled my hand back from Kael’s and tried to hide my flushed cheeks. “Not at all,” Kael muttered, standing and giving her space. Violet’s gaze flicked between us, and a knowing smirk tugged at her lips. She stepped forward, reaching into her cloak pocket and pulling something small into the light. It was a pendant, delicate but strange—an obsidian stone wrapped in silver filigree, etched with runes I couldn’t read. The way it caught the light made it seem alive, as though shadows moved beneath the surface.

He just smiled and pulled something from behind his back, like a magician pulling a rabbit from a hat. Except this wasn’t a rabbit. It was a velvet jewellery box. He popped it open. Inside was a pendant necklace that made Tiffany’s look like Claire’s Accessories. It wasn’t showy—no diamonds vomiting from every corner—but the design was clean, elegant, and rich in that quiet, terrifying way. The stone in the centre was pale violet, almost glowing, with flashes of icy blue and silver when it caught the light. Grandidierite. Rare as hell. Stupidly expensive.

"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?"

Ziarya whispers. “Please just call me Emerald.” She tells Ziarya. Ziarya nods her head when Emerald asks her this. I can hear a few of the guys snicker in the background about her addressing Emerald as a princess. I look over at Braxton, and his eyes are fixed on Ziarya. Hmmm, I wonder if she is possibly his mate? Ziarya is a beautiful girl with long platinum blond hair that fades to pink at the bottom. I hate the colour pink, but it fits her well. She has the most unique purple eyes I have ever seen. They are a dark purple-blue colour. She has a darker complexion than what I am used to the fae having. Fucking Rich and his pasty ass. Ziarya says that her mother was a part angel, a

I saw myself at the edge of nowhere beneath a very odd tree. White leaves were falling from it that gave me an eerie sensation. I was like inside a 90's television. Everything was in black and white. My gaze landed on the guy beside me. At that moment, I realized that I was not alone. Everything has no color except me and him. It felt weird especially when he touched my cheek softly and I felt the warmth of his hand. I was lying on the grass with him, captivated by his peculiar eyes. Those pair of eyes were green as emerald stones, fascinating and deep as if it can pierce through my soul. I can’t take my eyes off him.

She wore a colour that went so far as to surprise the man with just how well she wore it. Genevieve wore a lovely, flowing dress of a burnt, brown rust colour. Jasper admired the way the fabric fell around her and the way her white sandals hugged her thin calves that bowed to prominent ankles. He loved every nook and cranny of the girl's body, every inch and fold.

The thing that came into sight was green jadeite of excellent color. Based on its color, it was an imperial green of the purest glassy type. The most important thing was that it was full of jade! This was what the experts meant when they said a jade rock was full of jade! Xyla Quest didn’t expect such an inconspicuous piece of rock to have this surprise hidden within. Glassy imperial green jade was extremely rare, and it was worth a fortune. This piece of material was worth at least 1.5 to 1.6 billion.

In his wolf form, looking like a dire wolf, Nathan and Lilith made their way deeper into the woods behind the school. Once they get deeper into the forest, they both transform back to their human forms as Lilith swallows her nerves and says, “You're Impossibly fast and strong…You undoubtedly have the same markings as mine on your upper back and arms. Your eyes glow a crimson color which is not normal for werewolves, and I know that for a fact since I used to have teal eyes, and now I have emerald green; they sometimes have dots of Amber in them. You have incredible strength, speed, and Power.

Ziv skips the topic, "Come on, let's grab something to eat." Emily tugs on my sleeve, "Who is this?" "Oh, this is my mate, Ziv." I introduce. "What?! How can he be your mate!" Lola screams. "What are you suspecting? Miss? I heard your conversation just now, and I'm sorry to tell you that Violet doesn't need to work for two years to buy a car because this car ..." Ziv says, word for word, amidst Lola's gradually embarrassed face, "...belongs to Violet." Ziv purses his lips. His sexy lips are spitting out mean words now, "Also, I'm not interested in you at all. Nor am I interested in knowing your name."

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th