Fanfic Veronica Mars Novels & Stories

The room fell into a hushed silence as Veronica's voice cut through the air, drawing all eyes to her. She rose gracefully from her seat, her gaze steady and determined. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of hope and fear intertwining within me. What would she reveal? Was she about to announce Lucas as her mate? "I have an announcement to make," Veronica began, her voice steady but laced with emotion. "Today, I have made a decision that will shape the future of our pack."

At least at home I will be with my family, and it will distract me somehow. What hurts me the most is that Carlos left me for my best friend Veronica, and I know they have been living together all this time. I could not believe that Nica would do something like this to me. I had trusted her fully, and I had treated her like my sister. Only to steal my boyfriend right under my nose. I hated her and I deleted her number from my phone. She was the worst and I could never forgive her. I was stupid for trusting someone so deeply. I will not make the same stupid mistake I made. I was done with friends, especially female ones.

Veronica sat in front of Francisco. She's in the other room. There's a thick glass between them and they can both see each other clearly. Veronica took the wine that Brandy is offering since Francisco already knows him. "Vanessa!" Francisco screamed. "Daddy!" Veronica said sarcastically. "My name is Veronica now. Vanessa is dead. You killed her together with her mother." Francisco screams in anger. This is the first time in a long time that Veronica had to talk to him again. She was too occupied trying to get rid of the bad thing that happened to them. Sabrina. She's not waking up.

I want to believe that perhaps Veronica is here to plan a surprise for me with Marcus and maybe something spilled on her dress and she is looking for something else to wear. But as I get closer to the bedroom the less I believe the excuse I am making for myself. Veronica's laughter echoes through the half-opened door of the bedroom. "You need to hear what she said earlier," I hear Veronica say. "I already feel like the most beautiful bride, Vee. This feels like a fairytale and I'm beginning my happily ever after," Veronica says, mimicking what I said earlier, and Marcus chuckles. "Sometimes I forget how naïve she is," Marcus says lightly. "If it weren't for everything she comes with… I don't

“I don’t want you. I don’t want your fingers, your mouth, or any of your jealous bullshit. The only cock I need is Lucian’s… and his dad’s. Got it? So take your pathetic ex-girlfriend revenge fantasy somewhere else before I slap that smug look off your face again.” Veronica stumbled back, but that nasty little smirk never left her face. She didn’t look pissed—she looked hungry. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly tugged the neckline of her tight top down, letting one full, perky tit spill free right there in the shadows behind the library. Her nipple was hard and pink, begging to be sucked. At the same time she lifted the two fingers that had just been buried knuckle-deep in my cum-fill

Nic and I informed Veronica the night after we told Ronan about Zannicus' being as non-human but actually a werewolf and revealed to her our plans for our Omega's birthday. And for two whole hours, we spent the time catching up on whatever we missed. We joked around and laughed. Zannicus' laughter was music to my ears. I enjoyed it while it last. Veronica was really an interesting girl, scary but I like her. Throughout our time together, I found myself looking at her countless times. I'd smile whenever she snorts midlaughter, grin when she fell over due to her enthusiastic recalls of events during her stay at Luna Eve's old pack and I'd laugh whenever she would squawk indignantly after eithe

“Nothing harmful, I assure you—just enough to make you… suggestible.” The fog is creeping back in, smothering my thoughts, my will, my love for Iris. I fight against it, clinging to the memory of her face, of Miles’ laugh, of our life together. “You can’t… keep doing this,” I gasp. “Someone will notice.” “No one has noticed so far,” Veronica points out with a gleeful little giggle. I slump to the floor, my back against the wall, as the perfume does its work just as it has so many times before. Veronica kneels beside me, pulling my head against her chest, stroking my hair.

Jasmine scoffed, trying to discard her words, but Fiona smirked instead. "You think I won't find out that he dumped you?" She said and Jasmine's expression changed. I guess they were talking about her boyfriend, the one she talked about at the party. "Veronica told you that?" Jasmine asked quietly. "I have my verified source, you bitch." She smirked. “Even Veronica had a lot of men to choose from, aren’t you ashamed of her getting married before you?” "You would learn how to keep your husband in check and stop diverting the anger towards me." Jasmine rolled her eyes.

“Maria is a boring lady. She just spends her weekdays in school and comes back home, cooks, eats, and sleeps. This is her pattern for two years now! I never found her with anyone except some of her close friends during weekends.” “Keep your eyes on them! I’m coming to Miami.” He said and ended the call. *** Veronica smiled in her dream where she saw Milo running to her in the lush green garden. She wore a pure white knee-length dress and squatted down, opening her arms, and engulfed the brown guy in a warm hug. He licked her face, snuggling more into her when her eyes landed on Aries in a pair of blue jeans and a white casual shirt. Her smile died as he walked to them with a poker face, and

She linked her arm with mine like usual before continuing, “Is my soon-to-be my daughter-in-law, or you can also call her the future Luna of the Infernal Shadows Pack. Victoria is the mate of my son, Alpha Damien Verlice.” The sales assistant’s face turned so pale despite her heavy makeup, and she looked like she was about to puke, and once again, I smirked at her. “This will tell you not to run your mouth when you know nothing,” I threw her words back at her. Poor, my ass. Okay, well, I was technically poor since Elijah left me with nothing, and what I had now was courtesy of Damien and Luna Astraea, but she didn’t need to know, did she?