Violet Pink Background Novels & Stories

Suddenly, when she looked up at the stage, she caught Dominic's eyes also looking at her, but she just considered it a coincidence, immediately turned around and quietly left. While everyone was having conversations and greeting each other, Violet was alone, bored, watching everyone. Violet today wore a slightly knee-length skirt, a pastel pink dress with lace at the bottom, and the front part, although not gorgeous and bright, exuding a pure and gentle look. Violet wanted to make herself as pale as possible, which was why she didn't want to wear dresses that were too bright. Remembering in her previous life she wore the most gorgeous red dress at the party, but in this life, she didn't.

AUTHOR’S POV Violet rushed into the living room, carrying a pink handbag. Her smile stretched from ear to ear when she saw Henry standing in the middle of the room with a skilled makeup artist who had already set up a small space in the corner. "Alright, Miss Violet, let's get started," the makeup artist said with a smile. "We need to transform you completely, down to the last detail." Violet took a deep breath. "I can't believe we are doing this," she whispered.

The next morning, when Violet wakes up, she hurriedly when to her bathroom and took a shower. She gets dressed for her morning lecture. Today she had a quiz and a presentation. So she needs to wear formal attire. She wears a pencil skirt and light-pink silk blouse with a small ribbon at the collar. She tied her hair with two side braids and half of it, she let it loose. She brushes her bang and put some light make up on her face. Grab her file and her backpack, she hurriedly walks out from her apartment.

But as soon as I get in and lock the door, the lights turn on and I see her, sitting on the couch. I press my lips together and try not to laugh. “What’s so funny?” she asks, “Do you know what time it is?” “Yes. “ “Then why are you laughing? “ Violet is wearing cotton pyjamas with a pink penguin on the front. “You can’t look threatening dressed like this. “ She groans. “You will be the death of me. “ I jump happily and sit next to her. Then I hug her. “Congratulations on the award. “

Violet linked her arm with mine while making our way inside the paint shop. “What color would you like?” “Turquoise.” I grinned. I have always loved that color. I took a dark shade of turquoise and light grey along with other paint supplies that I would need then made our way to buy furniture, such as curtains, a large sofa, a small table, and such things since it was a large room. I wasn’t feeling one bit guilty about spending that much money from our joint account and Violet all but encouraged me to buy more. After that, we went to Pull and Bear, Stradivarius, Mango, Hollister, Forever 21, Oysho, and finally Victoria's secret. My favorite. Every single shop is my favorite.

I flip it over and read the back again. Love you so much Mal! Violet xoxo Violet. With eyes a beautiful sky blue, teeth so perfectly straight, and hair a bright yet natural shade of golden blonde. She is beautiful. And she has her arm all around my mate. Am I feeling jealous of a girl in a photograph? Do I expect Malachi to have never had any relationships in the past before he met me?

"You've got to get one." "I thought you wanted to be healthy?" Sasha said, raising an eyebrow Alice. "Screw healthy, I'm running away and declaring my life to chocolate," Alice smiled and Brooklyn laughed. "I think I'll get a strawberry milkshake," she said as Violet came out in a pale pink tshirt and skirt with a white apron tied round her waist. "Don't comment on the uniform," Violet said as she walked over to the girls. "This will be the only time where you will see her in something other than black," Sasha laughed.

Violet stood up from the bed, her body shaking slightly as she turned around in style as her mom and sister continued praising her. Violet is a tall and slim girl who doesn't look like she eats, whereas she takes in food meant for a grown man. She has multi-colored hair that's wavy at the top but straight at the end. Her eyes were grayish, and she had the fierce temper of a tiger, which gave her the nickname Tiger.