✧𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬✧
"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫"
𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊!! 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: July 11
Powers, weaknesses, and strengths. It's a love story, but this isn't a fairytale.
Violet...
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Violet ~ ~ ~
I had a morning Spanish lesson with Mr. Hart.
Although my brain doesn't properly function in the morning, I wanted to squeeze a lesson in. I won't be able to this afternoon or anything.
Carter says we have to train hard. Every minute of the day we have to be prepared. And he's especially focusing on me, making sure I really understand combat.
And I do. Every hour we practice just gets more information embedded into my brain. I can now predict movements, I can read eyes, I know how to do proper positions and how to get them when they're least expecting, and most importantly I can read every muscle and bone that Carter is about to move.
That isn't a thing he taught me. Somehow, every finger he moves, I can see it ahead of time, and I know exactly what to do and what to avoid. It isn't an ability like seeing into the future, it's more in my mind. As if it's an intelligence sort of thing, but I don't want to give myself too much credit.
"You should try combat with us," I say. "I swear, I never see you do it."
Noah shrugs. "I don't like fighting."
"But didn't you have to learn it?"
He nods his head. "When I first joined, I had to get the basics down. But then I told Carter I prefer technology, and he allowed me to do that role instead."
"So you've never faught against any of the people we all try to take down?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.
He shakes his head. "No."
"Wow. I mean, I'm sure you're good at if it you did it. Right now, I can only rely on my fighting rather than my ability." My cheeks flush a little bit when I say it out loud. I hate sounding like I have a weak ability, even though it's nothing but the truth.
"I've seen you fight. You're doing good for a newbie." He grins.
My heart warms at his compliment. "I'm not exactly a newbie," I roll my eyes, smiling.
"Your not now that Reed knows your name." He tilts his head.
I smile even wider. "Don't bring that up," I giggle.
"We should have him drunk the truth serum."
I raise my eyebrows, feeling surprised. "What?"
"The truth serum," he repeats, looking at the others fighting. "Ashley has the ability to create literal potions. We often use that when we want to force information out of somebody, but it is sometimes difficult to get in contact with her."
