Allegiant Veronica Roth Novels & Stories

-Nothing she didn't already know- she thought she had lied, after all there are few who know that Soraia can read the soul of anyone she wants. Veronica leaned on the wall, and slowly, with her eyes fixed on Maya, stood up. -I hope that all this fear I feel coming from you makes you always tell me the truth, otherwise -Maya came closer, and Veronica's eyes widened when she saw herself trapped -I'll forget our friendship and make you taste my anger - then she shrugged and left the bathroom, and only then Veronica sighed with relief. At the camp the only ones who did not want to attend the event were Miranda and Thiago. She had explained to Soraia her reasons, and she respected them since Thia

“That name rings a bell.” “I have no idea what you are talking about. Most be mistakening it for someone else.” “If you say so. We were about leaving though.” Veronica says standing up. “Can I please get your names?” he says looking at me. “Or her name?” “I'm Cara Bloom and my friend here is Veronica Smith.” “Great to meet you ladies. Here's my card, kindly send me a text or call me. Have a lovely night rest.” “Here is mine tell the secret agent guy to call me.” Veronica says before flashing her teeth in his face.

She was probably mad at her mom for letting me stay here with them, but I knew Claudia wouldn’t change her mind, she was pulled in too deep and that is exactly what I needed I kept listening to Veronica argue with her mom and then the argument stopped. I heard footsteps in the corridor, and they stopped in my room. I looked towards the door and saw Veronica standing close to the door frame and glaring at me. “Don’t you dare think I'm buying this whole ‘engaged to my mom’ act” he crossed her arms, her voice sharp with accusation “I know you are here because of her money, and you don't even care about her” “Oh, come on, Veronica,” I said with a teasing smile. “Isn’t that a bit harsh? You don’t

“The woman is Yvonne Rogers, a financial expert. And according to our spy, she is a well-known millionaire in X City. Her husband is Liam and the CEO of the SpringVale Corporation.” “What did you say?” I froze where I stood, my eyes widening, my breath stopping for a fraction of a second. The room felt suddenly smaller. I remembered Veronica talking about them. Miss Rogers. Liam. She being his wife. “What’s the relationship between Veronica and Rogers?” I asked, my voice turning sharp before I could stop it, a faint edge slipping through. “Well,” he sounded hesitant. “Don’t waste my time,” I warned, my fingers tightening around the phone, the plastic creaking faintly under my grip.

Then something crashed a tray, maybe and I heard Veronica’s voice drop into a deadly whisper. “You’ll regret this.” I leaned closer to the door, my heart racing. The doctor exhaled shakily. “You need help, Veronica. This lie will destroy you if you keep going.” Her voice trembled, not with fear but with fury. “I’ve worked too hard to lose him now. That pathetic Omega girl ruined my first chance she won’t ruin this one.” My blood ran cold. She meant Elsa. I stepped back, my pulse pounding in my ears. Veronica wasn’t just pretending to be pregnant—she was manipulating Dylan, using lies and deceit to secure her place beside him.

Rain streaked the lens. Veronica moved before Ethan could stop her. She stepped through the terrace doors, out into the rain, pistol still in her hand but lowered. Correia watched her approach. “You always were the brave one,” he said. She stopped five meters away. “What do you want from us now?” He looked past her to Ethan, then back. “I want you to say it. On camera. That the story was never yours alone. That someone paid the price for your happiness. That I existed.”

“And I’m not alone. I have you, the children. And these people? They underestimate us. Just like they always have.” Before he could reply, his phone buzzed. He pulled it out, his expression shifting from concern to shock. He handed it to Belle without a word. It was a news alert, with a photo that turned her blood cold...Veronica, elegant, poised, outside a luxury hotel, smiling for cameras. The headline read: Veronica Hale Returns to the City: Business Maven Claims Ties to Blackwood Empire, Ready for New Ventures.

“You bring the daughter of Romano into this house like it’s nothing, like we won’t notice. Do you even realize what kind of fire you’re playing with? Or are you blinded because she fainted prettily into your arms?” At the name “Romano,” Carol’s head snapped toward Veronica, her stomach twisting. Romano. She had heard whispers of the family…a syndicate with power that rivaled even Antonio’s. She studied Veronica now, noticing the elegance beneath her feigned fragility, the sharpness in her eyes masked by innocence. Veronica sat up straighter, her act of weakness vanishing as though it had never been there. “You’re sharper than I expected,” Veronica said to Luca, her tone cool now, no longer f

"Kill me. Do it." She grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my skin. "But if you kill me, Sayler dies." I froze. The pressure on her throat lessened a fraction. "What?" I hissed. Veronica coughed, gasping for air, but her eyes gleamed with triumph. "Did you think I'd come this far without insurance? I have a team of mercenaries—rogues I hired from the Northern Wastes. They are waiting at the border of the Lycan territory."

The resemblance was clear. "Ronnie? You didn't tell me you were expecting visitors today" he said, taking off his black boots. Veronica rolled her eyes again. "I didn't know I was supposed to tell you that, Ric. This is Theo, and that is Devon, his girlfriend" she said, releasing her hair from it's ponytail."I'm Alaric but you can call me Ric. It's nice to meet you too. Veronica doesn't have normal friends. Her friends are mostly psychopaths" he said, exchanging handshakes with Theo who eyed him with something akin to mistrust in his eyes.