Code: Veronica Chris Novels & Stories

“Miss Darren–” "Just call me Vero," Veronica interrupted quickly, looking at Professor Mark. “I know that I am human. But I want to get more details about the situation that occurred. Can you explain more about this ancient poison? Or a project from the Schneider organization–a plan or whatever you know?” "That …" Professor Mark's eyes glanced at Karl, a bit hesitant to answer Veronica's question. Perhaps due to considering the fact that of all the people in this room, he was the only one who was an ordinary human without any power or deep knowledge of supernatural beings.

“Oh, you’re still here,” Veronica mocked. “I am Veronica Jones, Damian Blackwood’s fiancée.” “Haha,” Jack laughed out loud, his amusement ringing through the air and attracting the attention of nearby guests. “You’re what?” Veronica’s eyes turned sour as her smile faltered. She didn’t like how Jack was reacting to what she had just said, but she kept her head held high. She had promised Mrs. Blackwood that she would help destroy their marriage without making a single mistake.

I noticed their eyes darting at the door as though they were expecting yet another person to join us. “Is there a problem?” ‘Ah, no sir...” Director Liam stuttered still stealing glances towards the door. “Err sir,...” The opening of the door and the entrance of someone interrupted him. He had a glint of relief in his eyes. The person started towards us. Veronica? My head tilted. I was slightly surprise. “Err sir, she is my assistant and will be working directly with you in the project...” Director Liam said referring to Veronica. “The chairman put her to work with us here himself...And, I think it’s a good idea. Won’t it be fun working together with your wife?” He said coyly.

he stand back up wiping his blood stained figures on his blue jeans. “I tried to make shit work but you had to go and fuck it all up” Chris bring his foot down onto my left shoulder causing me to hit the back of my head on the edge of the tub. “I fucking gave you everything” another kick this time to the face almost knocking me out from the force of the kick. “I fucking loved you Veronica” In that moment the world around me went dark the vail of nothingness feel over me “He Killed Me”

Chapter Twenty-Six Mikaela: My eyes enlarged, my eyeballs almost rolling out of their sockets. How did she know my name? Oh, so the bossy vibe wasn't fake after all. “Oh, girl, where are my manners?” Her steps became quicker, her heels knocking against the hard concrete of the road. “I'm Veronica. Veronica Black.” She introduced, and at this point, she was only a few inches away from me, our eyes boring into each other's. “I hope you know what that means?”

Veronica hugged Chris Jnr and Emm protectively; she didn’t forget to push her monkey to the front. “Mommy, am I not your biological son?” Vini wailed as he was pushed to the front. “Who asked you not to stop your siblings from making a mistake?” Veronica scolded loudly before whispering to Vini in disdain “Who asked you not to do it perfectly? Aren’t you ashamed of being caught by your little uncle?” “Proven… proved… I was picked up from the hospital trash bin…” Vini sighed as he shook his head helplessly. “Why are you scolding him?” Chris looked towards his little treasures who were feigning an innocent expression as they were lying on Veronica’s shoulder “Can the master minds please step f

Felix grabbed me and hid me behind him. "Stop it Jengjeng, you're hurting her." Felix said while protecting me using his broad shoulder back. "Oh, the Playboy is playing like a hero now huh " I frowned and pushed Felix when I remembered how he flirted with other girls. "Hello I'm Veronica Kim." I introduce myself to them. "Are you Korean?" I nodded to Jengjeng, and when I saw his face lift, I covered my cheek. "Felix's girlfriend is now traumatized. Stop it now wife– hello Miss. Veronica, I'm Lucas and this is my wife Athyna." Athyna waved at me.

Chris's tone of voice was laced with disbelief. “She's a whore!” She exclaimed hitting the desk. "You couldn't fall so low with that woman; did you at least make her sign a prenup? Did she lied to you saying she was pregnant? Is that why you got married? That woman is for your money, you deserve better, someone like...” “Like you?” I interrupted surprising her when I came out of the bathroom, "Are you what Chris needs? Don't make me laugh, crazy woman, I don't need his money, and if so, what? You are nobody to judge or talk about me behind my back.”

It’s hard for me to get caught up in my mission early. I’m not going to record why people are looking in our direction, it’s because of Mr. Trace Vergara. Who wouldn’t look at him? He is handsome and you can only drop your jaw when you see him up close, but I am not like other women who are easily attracted to men with attractive and handsome faces. As far as I know, Mr. Vergara is a Half-Spanish and Half-Filipino, but wow! The strength of this man’s appeal !. For me, he is really handsome and okay. Many woman have cried for this man, then I really don’t believe that I am the first woman he will deliver or sent in my own apartment. If they are true, I will hold on to them and I will motivate

Valerio's POV She doesn’t utter a word. I stand there, my thumb still brushing her wrist, my plea hanging between us like a thread too thin to hold the weight of everything we have been through. Her eyes are dark, unreadable, while her chest rises and falls with each shaky breath. The silence stretches, heavy and unbearable. She does not pull away, yet she doesn't answer either. It's as if she's dissociated from her body. "Zara," I say again, my voice low and rough. "Dimmi qualcosa. Qualsiasi cosa." (Tell me something. Anything.)