Allegiant Veronica Roth Novels & Stories

“Who is V.A.?” No one answered. She looked at me. “Alexander.” I exhaled slowly. “Veronica Alcantara.” Adamson’s expression hardened. “The governor’s daughter?” “Possibly,” Nico said quickly. “It could be another V.A., but the account route passes through a foundation linked to the Alcantara family.” Althea went very still. The pain in her eyes changed into something sharper. “So Veronica may have funded the man who tried to take me years ago?”

I leaned over the marble blotter, my shadow completely engulfing her, my hands gripping the edge of her privacy barrier until the glass creaked. "Tarek Al-Sayed, Veronica?" I rasped, my voice sounding like broken glass grinding together. The unhinged jealousy in my throat was a physical taste, hot and metallic. "You spent your vacation negotiating with a Cairo cartel syndicate? You brought a foreign sovereign principal into my penthouse without a single byte of consultation?" Slowly, the typing stopped. Veronica rested her hands flat against the desk. She didn't lift her dark sunglasses. She slowly tilted her head back, looking up at me through the pitch-black lenses, her face an unreadable,

"Go back to your unit. It's nearly dawn." Veronica nodded as she put her mask on and left the room. No one recognized her, so she left the EPUA and drove her car near the condo unit. She hopped out from the alley and left the car as it drove back to its location. Veronica started climbing up the balcony using strings after firing it to her floor. She peeked inside first and gently opened the window. ???

Alexander warned. "Future Luna, my foot," Veronica scoffed. "I was supposed to be your Luna, Alexander, remember? But you dumped me for her. And now I'm pregnant with Elliott's child, and you are all pissed," Veronica said. "You all can be pissed as much as you want, I don't care. I'm here to stay, and I'm not going anywhere." Where Zoey was seated, her anger was boiling over. She stood up, wanting to leave, and then Elliott stood up too, wanting to go after her. But all of a sudden, Veronica's voice filled the dining room. She started crying out in pain.

I mocked her, and she gritted her teeth. "Agrhh! You won't get away with this insult, bìtch!" Veronica stormed out of the store, unable to purchase the piece of jewelry that she liked. After I paid and walked out of the jewelry store with Vivian, she commented, "I still cannot believe that Veronica is broke and cannot pay for her own stuff. Isn't her father the beta, and she is Alpha Leon's girlfriend?" I shook my head and replied, "That's their headache. Where do you want us to go now that I have finished shopping for my mother's wedding present?"

Craig had already slipped away when he was congratulating Roth on a successful show. “So, plans with Veronica tonight?” Tristan asked Roth casually, even though the thought cut his heart, every time he thought he had gotten used to it and yet it hurt him the same every time, but he had gotten better at masking his hurt. “No, Veronica is a done deal. Stay up to the date, Tris, “Roth squeezed shut an eye, expecting Tristan to laugh or shake his head, but Tristan did neither, instead he just looked back at Roth in horror. “What?” A concerned look quickly replaced the look of mischief on Roth’s face.

"What sort of expressions do you think I should have? With a beaming smile on my face, to a woman who wants to bug me all day?" "Drive. Staying here made me feel disgusted." "That's good. Because Jaxon is the least of the individual I want to fight. Your Alpha can be eaten by madness and so I have no power yet to counter it." Veronica grinned bitterly as she leaned against the door, "So... he really is not willing to help me anymore, huh?" She will be Veronica who will live in the dark, no longer be help by anyone, and no longer entangled with old memories. She wiped her tears away with her hand, stood up, and got the key from her purse to unlock the door.

“You are Alpha Damien…the person that the Rogue King feared the most…Yet you are willing to sacrifice your life for her.” Veronica gasped, half-crying, half-laughing. “Did you all see that? That is the power of love! Now how can you still blame Glen for betraying his own men for me?!” Steven ground his teeth, “Quit yammering and hand in the cure!” Yet Veronica ignored him. She rolled her eyes and stared at the sky, whispering in a low voice, “Rogue King…I took down Alpha Damien for you…so please forgive my mistakes and give my families mercy…”

"Emma! Come down here right now! You're making a scene!" I didn't look at him. Veronica kept talking and getting louder. "She's nobody! Just some woman who married rich and thought she could steal my life! I'm the real Evangeline! I have proof! I have contracts! I have witnesses! I have everything!" Some people in the crowd nodded. They looked like they believed her. "Look at her!" Veronica pointed at me. "Look at her cheap dress! Her cheap shoes! Does she look like a world famous designer? No! She looks like... like..."

Mark asked, looking at his beta with a cold gaze. “Of course not alpha. But we have just received the news and we are yet to verify it. We don’t know if it is true or not.” Jay tried to convince him. “What do you mean?” Mark asked with a chilling aura. Jay was trembling but he still braced himself to say what he wanted to say. “I don’t want my alpha to rush into something that will endanger his life. Although from our source of information, the person that Ashton saved was miss Maya, we still need to verify the authenticity of the information. What if someone is trying to set a trap for you?” Jay asked.