Allegiant Veronica Roth Novels & Stories

“Are you related to Fiora Ellighton?” “Yes, she is my sister,” he said. “You know her?” “Your sister is famous,” I answered, avoiding giving any hint that I knew her personally. This is getting interesting. I smiled inwardly. I had just found the perfect mole for my revenge plan. “Enough about me. I would love to know your name at least.” “I am Veronica Thompson,” I answered. “You are new here, I guess.” “Yes, I am.” “If you agree to dance with me, I will tell you about Valmont Elites.”

“You’ve outdone yourself this time.” Veronica laughed softly. “That little witch built her career on lies and manipulation. Did she think her dirty little secret with that producer in New York would stay buried forever? Please. I have eyes everywhere.” Veronica said with a wicked smile. It seemed she chose Rachael to punish for what Rafael did to her. She needed someone to vent on, and who would be a better candidate than a bitch who betrayed her friend and stole her man? Not that the man in question was a MAN to begin with. Disgusting pieces of shit! Veronica huffed inwardly.

indicator appeared on the screen, showing that thousands of people were now watching. Veronica looked directly into the camera, and even through the exhaustion and defeat, I could see the intelligence in her eyes. The calculation. She was planning something... but what? "My name is Veronica Whitmore," she began. "And I need to confess something." "No, no, no," Theo was muttering beside me, already grabbing his jacket. "We need to stop this. Now." "I am a woman who has made terrible choices," Veronica continued, reading from the tablet. "I became involved with both of the Ashford brothers. They..."

“Please, don't let them take her away. She's innocent.” Once again, the guards stopped. Alpha Marcus’ expression turned as cold as ice. “Innocent? You know nothing, Scott. This stranger has been working hand in hand with our enemies. She's a dangerous spy.” Veronica's eyes widened in horror. “That's not true! Please, I know nothing about it. I swear by the moon goddess.” She protested as she kept struggling against the guards’ grip, with tears in her eyes. Scott's face turned pale. “No, Veronica would never do such a thing. I trust her. She can not…”

"But it still hurts that he doesn't want to let me anywhere near my roots. I can help people! I will make a fucking awesome addictions counsellor!" Veronica bit back a smile and scolded, "Language, Allison." Allie sighed, "Mom, I'm twenty-two!" "And still my daughter!" Veronica said. Then she thought of the man sleeping upstairs and how dirty his language was. Well these two were going to be an interesting pair if they got together. Not that Allison swore often. Only if she was riled up. Somehow Veronica knew Robert would love the young woman. It was impossible not to.

an older woman asks me and throws an angry look at Raphael. " My name is Veronica T***s, I will turn nineteen next week. I originally lived with my dad in High- Ashbury San Francisco, my grandmother's birth town. I moved to New York to study and started to work at the trading company that happend to be Raphaels, ma'm." I tell her and try to sound as confident as possible. " Oh dear you are so young! What do your parents say about your relationship with Raphael?" she asks me a bit shocked.

Alice The bar’s atmosphere was a blend of quiet jazz and whispered ambition. Shadows clung to the velvet booths, hiding secrets in their folds. Alice Florence adjusted her dress, lifting her martini glass as she studied the woman opposite her. Veronica Duval was not merely beautiful. She was a weapon, polished and deadly, wrapped in couture. Recently returned from Geneva, Veronica brought a storm of curiosity and influence. A shareholder in the Anderson-Hidalgo venture, her opinion could sway investors like the tide.

Vincenzo Castellano walks out of the office and sees Veronica and stops in his tracks completely shocked. He looks around and sees that she is alone and he said. "I don't want you!" "I don't want you either," said Veronica, looking at him with contempt. And hearing her, Castellano understands what is happening and said: “I alpha, Vincenzo Castellano reject you ..” and looks at her waiting for her name: "Veronica Jackson" she whispers. "... as my mate!" and he looks at her waiting for her to accept. And as soon as she did it, she looks at him and asks:

Veronica. It was hidden well, but Rashel’s experience told her that this particular encryption style belonged to Veronica’s private network, an underground connection she’d once tried to expose a few weeks ago. It was obvious Veronica hadn’t given up. A fresh wave of rage coursed through Rashel. This woman was relentless, driven by twisted jealousy and hunger for power. And now she was giving Merikh the keys to the kingdom. She rose, shaking off fatigue, and strode to Jethro’s office. He was at his desk, a distant look in his eyes as he flipped through budgets and infrastructure reports.

he said simply. Alpha llyod was ticked off, every single fibre in his body proved it. " She is mine. I did not make myself clear to you before, but now, in the presence of everyone, I will make myself loud and clear. Veronica is mine, nine alone and the next time I see you in any way near her, I will make you pay" alpha llyod said but alpha callum's face grew serious at that announcement. His eyes lingered slowly on me as he said.