Divergent Novel By Veronica Roth Novels & Stories

a man's furious voice rang out behind me. I turned to see a handsome man slap a document before me. It was a divorce agreement. Carissa Winton? Suzanne? Mrs. Faust? Weren't those the important characters in a popular stereotypical melodramatic romance novel I'd just read? So, I'd transmigrated into the body of Carissa Winton, the poor female lead of the novel. She'd aborted three children for the male lead, Lincoln Faust's sake, and was dying of bone cancer.

Will Davina finally defeat her brother and live happily with her family and pack? I plan for three more books to follow Davina's children. The fourth being called The Silver Dragon Series: Maliyah's Mates. 8 years will have passed since the end of the Rogue War. Maliyah has moved on with her life, with her feelings for the Elf Prince, Aspen, growing stronger every day, the mate bond clearly there. He's always there by her side, even through the rough nightmares she still has from the war. She knows she will say yes if Aspen asks her to marry him, she knows he's the one for her, he is her mate. But what will Maliyah do when a new student shows up at school, Luca Blake, and turns out to be her

Then slowly, his eyes dropped to the papers in his hands, and he read. “I warned you about charity.” Agnes hissed with venom. “But you wouldn’t listen. You insisted on marrying this street urchin. We took her in out of kindness! Turned her from a starving failure into Luna, and how does she repay us?!” My hands tightened on my mother’s bracelet. But I gave no response. Just mechanically putting my things back into my suitcase. Come rain or sunshine. My mind was made up. “She’s still packing— “ Agnes gasped, raising a dramatic hand to her temple. “Just divorce her right now and rid us of this curse!”

She needed some time alone. Emma threw the beige duvet aside and gently rose from the bed, hands resting against the cold wall for support. The room was big, and the glass windows had silk curtains drawn off to the side. She walked over to the window, feet bare. The sunrise was stunning. As she stood there, her gaze remained fixed on nothing, in particular, just lost. Her mind started to fill up with different thoughts once again, and she didn't like it. Didn't like the memories she had or the images that were flashing before her eyes again and again. Images from the past, reminiscences from when they first met, flashbacks from the times they had spent together, and lastly images from yester

I didn't expect that to be that hard to try and contain myself when all I wanna do is take her in my arms. *** The whole night I couldn't fall asleep and suddenly a featherly knock on my door made me fully awake. I creep up to the door and open it only to find Veronica with teary eyes looking kind of scared. " what's wrong ? What happend?" I ask concerned. " I can't sleep. The nightmares are getting worse" she crys and my hearts blead . She can't sleep because of me, or so I thought. " I keep seeing this man that I don't recognise and how he tells me that I am going to be his wife"

THE NERDY BOY NEXT DOOR BOOK 1 Intro; When Veronica returns to her hometown after her divorce, she hopes for a quiet fresh start. But the awkward neighbor boy she once comforted has grown into Adrian Cole, a brilliant, wealthy man whose intense gaze makes her pulse race. Adrian spent years watching Veronica from afar, memorizing the woman who unknowingly changed his life. Now she’s single. And living next door again. What begins as an awkward reconnection slowly becomes a dangerous attraction as Veronica realizes Adrian’s interest in her isn’t new.

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..."

POV NIKOLAI The world didn't end with a bang or a whimper. It ended with a signature. I stared at the digital confirmation on my tablet: DECREE ABSOLUTE. CASE #992-SANTORO/VERONESI. Three years of a sham marriage. Ninety days of a war for survival. And now, I was officially nothing to Rachelle Veronesi. I was a stranger with a shared history and a body full of her stitches.

Crueler this time. Melissa is beautiful, hardworking, a good career… she’s a media darling… very outspoken and daring. The kind of woman everyone noticed the moment she entered a room. The kind that fits Noah. Then Miranda looked down at herself. Pregnant and divorced. Her throat tightened. "Who would choose me over someone like Melissa?" The question escaped before she could stop it. A bitter laugh followed. Who would choose a divorced pregnant woman over Melissa? Nobody. Not even Noah. Especially not Noah.

"Mommy is the worst! Get out of the way! You made us unable to see Ingy anymore!" I didn't even need a mirror to know how terrible I looked. Meanwhile, Corbin seemed to have known all along that things would end up like this. He was unexceptionally calm when he finally spoke. "This is fun, isn't it? You finally look as ridiculous as you behave. Oh, do you regret it now? If you really divorce me, your family will fall into ruin. So, stop acting like a clown and—" "I'm divorcing you." I didn't have any energy in my limbs, and the back of my head was still throbbing in pain, but my voice was firm and steady. "I swear that I'll divorce you, Corbin Stallone."