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Violette
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Complete, First published Jun 14, 2025
"She was beautiful-undeniably so-in that way most sane adults dote upon with indulgent smiles and soft warnings: The boys will be chasing after you soon. It was a child's beauty, still half-formed, breathtaking in its incompletion. The kind of beauty that promised transformation.
But to me, it was not potential-it was perfection. The final form. The apex. The magnum opus of girlhood itself."

Violette is is a dark psychological thriller and literary tragedy told through the obsessive, unreliable voice of disillusioned film director Johnny Serra. Set between Los Angeles, New York, and Europe, the novel follows Johnny's descent into delusion as he becomes entangled with Violette-a brilliant, haunted 12 year old girl and the daughter of his former lover and retired model, Julia. What begins as guardianship curdles into obsession, as Johnny spirals deeper into fantasy and possession, desperate to preserve a twisted idea of love. Inspired by the narrative style of Lolita but not a retelling

⚠️ I changed "Violette's" name to from "Aurora" to "Violette" on a whim, I'm sorry for any confusion that may have caused. ⚠️
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