Violet X Gilbert Romane & Geschichten

As much as she didn't want to admit it, it was comforting to have something of him so close, so close to her skin at all times. It was like a point of safety. Something to hold on to. "Violet, my hearing is very good, but...it has a limit" he joked "so tell me...what came out of those beautiful lips?" "Nothing you should hear" she let out embarrassed, her face a clear, sharp crimson that went all the way to the tip of her ears "I kept my voice down on purpose..." "But if you did, it's because you had the slightest hope that I would listen" she tried to punctuate, with her characteristic wit "so, theoretically..., I should listen."

Gabriella followed Xavier's gaze and looked over. She smiled gently. "Allow me to introduce you guys. He's Xavier Lund, and she's Violet Johnston, the female lead for 'The Blind Well.' "Xavier, Violet actually went to your college. She's probably your junior or something." He turned his gaze away and smiled faintly, "Really? I hadn't noticed." Violet's gaze flickered a little. She walked down the steps and stopped in front of Xavier, looking deep into his eyes. "Oh, you're actually my senior. Xavier, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Violet spent the entire night knitting, completing the scarf. - In the morning, she folded the scarf neatly, pressed her face against it, and smiled contentedly. She had replicated the design sketch perfectly, creating something unique for him. Despite dark circles, Violet arrived at work in good spirits. Gilbert presided over a morning meeting on Friday. Violet was required to attend as the designer. The meeting room was bright and orderly. Hearing a murmur, Violet looked up to see Lucius walking past the window. His stride was confident and his demeanor noble, shining like a distant, brilliant star.

Her body was kissed by the spring water and she smiled as the water danced beneath her hip, lightly tickling her. Then she remembered the life of the killer as she listened to a certain Mistress's voice. She was disgusted. *** Violet opened her eyes and it glowed a darker purple shade. “I am a god. I am Xenia and they will pay for what they did to me.” She stood up from the ground, then smirked.

“That’s a lie, and we both know it. You feel something for me, and if you just give in, I promise you that there will be a mate bond.” Give in? I stutter, my mind reeling. “Give in? To what, exactly?” I try to push back, to regain some semblance of control over the situation. The amusement that had been twinkling in his eyes moments ago is gone now, replaced by a serious, almost pleading look. “To me, Violet,” he says softly. “Give in to how you feel about me. Give in to us.” “But,” I begin hesitantly, my voice barely more than a whisper, “all the lies...the secrets...”

Violet stands up and pushes Xavier’s chest as she screams, “That is enough! Learn your fucking place, Xavier! She is higher ranked than you. She’s your damn LUNA! Get it through that tiny brain of yours and stop being a dick!” They continue on in their screaming match and they got so loud that they caught Donovan and Jack’s attention. Violet continues pushing Xavier’s chest. It was interesting to see, although she was at least a foot smaller than him, she didn’t care. She isn’t scared of him and wants to put him in his place.

Hiding behind nobility when really I was just a coward. Afraid of hurting her. Afraid of becoming something else. Afraid of— “Enzo Santini. As I live and breathe.” I looked up. Violet. She stood at the edge of the VIP section, barely dressed in her costume. Red lace that left nothing to the imagination. Her dark hair fell in waves over her shoulders. “Violet.” I didn’t move. Just watched her with detached interest. “Mind if I join you?” She didn’t wait for an answer. Just sank onto the couch beside me. Close. Too close.

She points at different spots and says, “There are secret passageways that Xavier doesn’t know about. Apparently, no one knows of them. Only us.” Charlie smiles widely back at her and says, “This is awesome, Violet. So clever.” I murmur in response, “Yes, it is.” Violet looks at me, questioning me with her eyes as she asks, “Will you loosen up now? Is this enough proof that we can trust him?”

"Gilbert, this is Alexa." Gilbert extended his hand towards Alexa, his smile a bit too wide, his eyes a bit too bright. "Enchanted," he said, his voice cracking slightly. As Gilbert extended his hand towards Alexa, she couldn't help but take a moment to really look at him. He was a sight to behold, the epitome of a fairytale prince. His golden hair, perfectly styled, reminded her of sunlit wheat fields. His deep blue eyes were as captivating as the ocean on a summer day.

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