Book Verity Novels & Stories

The sound of breaking glass filled the room. At that moment, Alpha Kelly walked in. He froze in the doorway. His eyes widened at the mess. “What is going on here?” he demanded. His voice was harsh and cold. I froze too. My heart pounded in my chest. I looked at Celia. She immediately put on her pitiful act. Tears welled in her eyes. She looked at Kelly with trembling lips. “I just wanted to help Valera,” she said. Her voice shook with fake emotion. “You know she’s carrying your child, so I tried to be kind. I wanted us to have a nice dinner. But she didn’t appreciate it.”

The assistant paused before replying, "Mr. Norman says if you want a divorce, you should come find him yourself. He's not falling for your dramatic tricks." I let out a laugh. "He actually told you to say that?" "Yes, he did." I sighed. "Where is he?" "Mr. Norman is celebrating Ms. Bowen's birthday tonight. If you want the location, you'll need to post an apology on your social media first—" "Dream on," I snapped before hanging up. Then I scrolled through my contacts before tapping on Vincent Dickinson's name. He was the one who had called out Madison publicly. Maybe he was still a decent guy.

My knees suddenly weakened and my jaw dropped as I saw something I wasn't expecting to see. Dripping on the walls of my uncle's room was a freshly written warning. a verdict is a verdict what comes to them, coMes to you. prepAre yourself, you're the neXt. It was tinted in crimson ink. Someone had entered the room before us, and he/she probably anticipated my arrival in this place. The message was meant for me as my name was encrypted through capital letters.

At least she was grateful to him for that. “Well, nice to meet you. What’s your name?” She flipped to the first page of the book. ‘Verity.’ What sort of name was that? Olivera wondered, placing her palm entirely on the first page of the notebook. ‘You don’t like my name?’ Verity questioned, the undertone of anger resonating in her words. Olivera laughed. How had she, a timid personality, become saddled with a hot headed wolf? Or had the subduing of the wolf brought about her timidity? Or had it stemmed from her upbringing?

Felicity paused and said, "How do you know that's the theme I've been working on?" Vermont said, "Didn't you ask me to borrow some books from the library before? When they updated their system, I linked my phone number with your library card so I can see every book you borrowed. "I noticed that you've been reading a book called "Chronicles of Injustice," and also books on anatomy and psychology. I figured you're probably working on a script for this theme, so I wanted to help you find some inspiration." Felicity felt strange inside as she tilted her head to look at Vermont, "If you want to help me, why don't you just buy the rights to my script and turn it into a film?"

"You can't possibly be involved with her! Her life is a absolute disaster, mister, and she will drag you down with her!" "If you don't believe us, check the pack archives!" Verity snarls, clutching her bruised wrist. "Her face is plastered across every scandal sheet in Sterling City! She is a disgraced troublemaker who sells her body to the highest bidder! Stay away from her!"

A massive wave of victims was flooding the comment sections demanding justice. Workplace abuse, consumer fraud, and the production of counterfeit and substandard goods were being claimed. The trending hashtags had shifted from Cameron's affair to a full-scale public attack on the Finch family business. A brief look of realization crossed my gaze. No wonder Cameron was in such a panic. His company was going up in flames. I turned off my screen before looking up at him, calmly saying, "Sorry, but I can't help you. What happens to your family's company isn't up to me. That's your family's problem."

How could Yvette's sales ever surpass hers then? In the afternoon, Serena returned to the company. She never expected to run into Brad there, especially in the same elevator. Serena recognized Brad immediately. Naturally, Brad also recognized Serena at first glance. Even if he couldn't remember others, he would always recognize her. However, Serena kept her eyes on her phone, applying lipstick, pretending not to see Brad. She knew Brad was working with the Kade Corporation and they would meet eventually. But she never imagined it would happen so soon.

Alive. Ethan threw himself into his mentorship program. He found purpose in the late-night office hours, the students who arrived with questions that reminded him why he had started this work in the first place. Veronica’s second book was nearing completion, a memoir in fragments: motherhood, love, the long shadow of public scrutiny. She wrote in the mornings, edited in the afternoons, walked the neighborhood in the evenings. One October evening she came home from a walk to find Ethan in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, chopping vegetables with focused precision.

"I have something to say." She reached into her coat and pulled out two marriage certificates, holding them up for everyone to see. "I'm the woman in that video. Rowan and I are legally married, so he didn't commit a crime. "And I would also like to accuse my ex-boyfriend, Kieran and his superior, lawyer Aurora Sterling, of maintaining an improper relationship for a long time. During the year when I was in a vegetative state, they repeatedly had sex in my home right in front of me.