Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Veronica Mars

“What now, you're gonna run down to Mooncrest pack and hunt Richard down? Without any prior planning?’’ Her shoulders dropped, realising her thoughtlessness. The silver light oozing from her eyes dulled down, and she quietly walked to stand before me. “What are you suggesting then?’’ I didn't miss her balled up fists by her sides, waiting for an unleash. “We should come up with a plan. If you're so hungry for revenge we could start right away.’’ I was still saying but a snigger dropped from her. “You think I would join forces with you?” “You don't have a choice, Veronica!’’ I yelled for the second time today. Maybe I shouldn't have. With a sharp swing of her hand, the ceramic vase on the tab

His eyes were enough to tell her that she didn't want to cross him. He traced patterns with his fingers on her skin as she could feel shivers running down her spine as the food was stuck in her throat. "Dear you don't like it?" Aunt Clarissa asked Veronica as she noticed that she was clattering the fork in the plate rather than eating. "Oh I love it so much!" Veronica exclaimed with a full tooth smile as Bernard's hand dipped in between her thighs and touched her spot. "I knew you would be wet for me!" He whispered in her ear seductively as he applied pressure on her womanhood with his fingers and she almost jumped. Controlling herself was out of her hands now as the sensations were stronger

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode eight 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. I snuggled to my blanket as the rain hit the shutters, making strange noises. I don’t know why,but I feel strange……, suddenly I began to shiver as cold coursed through my body. I sat up on the bed and looked through the window,a Lady stood far away, looking into my chamber as I gasped but I wasn’t scared.

“I passed through there last month. I saw this crazy old vampire, on his knees in the mud, talking to himself. He was begging for your forgiveness. Screaming about holding a thirty-fourth wedding.” “He screamed until his voice was raw, asking passersby if they had seen his Larissa.” “A shame, really. You’re a star in the heavens, and he’s just rotting in a swamp.” I listened quietly, a strange sense of finality washing over me. The toxic bond that had entangled me for a century was finally, truly over. “He deserved it,” I said softly. “Yes, he did.” Orion laughed and raised his glass. “To karma.” “To karma.”

It's always the shy ones you need to look out for. "Oh my god, how can she show her face?" Celestrina mutters. "Who? I ask, curious. "Veronica St Martin. That loner, sitting on her own over there. Rumour has it she tried to seduce Ryker Gibson, but his girlfriend Delilah walked in so posted her nudes around the school, and told everyone about her nasty case of vaginal warts. Nobody will go within ten feet of her." Celestrina shakes her head, and I feel slightly sorry for the girl. Cheating is never right, but to absolutely ruin someone's life is plain nasty.

Ivy’s POV My Alpha fiancé is having sex with my best friend, in my room, on the day I'm supposed to become his Luna. For just a moment, I stand frozen in the doorway, staring at them. My fiancé Erick is still mostly clothed, save for the dress pants bunched around his knees, and my best friend Veronica’s skirt is bunched up at the hip as he thrusts into her roughly from behind. Erick’s got one arm wrapped around her waist, and he holds her tight as he fucks her. Veronica’s eyes are squeezed shut in pleasure, and she’s clearly enjoying herself–Erick has to clamp a hand around her mouth just to keep her from moaning.

"I know there are so many things we need to talk about, and I'm sorry for everything that happened in the past." Veronica didn't respond immediately. Instead, she took off her sunglasses, revealing her tears-filled eyes. Veronica laughed a short bitter laugh, "Wow Vivian you really think yourself some sort of magician", she wiped off the tears that were flowing down her cheeks. "You feel sorry, is some sort of magic wand that is supposed to just wipe away all the pain you have caused me?", Veronica screamed. "In just a few minutes of pleasure you wrecked my life, you destroyed our bond. For what?", Veronica asked. "Just for a few minutes in bed with a man. I still wonder how sex makes you fe

I leaned forwards resting my face on my fists, my interest peaked. Andrew cleared his throat, he glanced around as if the wall might hear, “Veronica’s past… It’s a bit complicated.” “Complicated? How?” “Well, her mother…” “Get to it Andrew.” “She wasn’t just the Luna of her pack. She was much more. Way more.” He said sitting down on the other side of my desk, “She… was a dream hopper.”

The silence stretched, heavy and thick, broken only by Lily’s muffled cries and the distant sound of traffic outside. Finally, Veronica stood. She didn’t say another word. She walked past them, her steps unsteady, and disappeared down the hall into her bedroom. The door clicked shut, a soft, final sound. Ariana held Lily, rocking her gently, her own tears finally spilling over. The fight was over, but the wounds were fresh, raw, and deep. The ghosts of the past weren’t just haunting Damien Voss. They were living in this apartment, breathing the same air, tearing them apart from the inside out.

"Yes, it's your suicide note. It would be a huge problem for me, as you might know already if you killed yourself." Francesca didn't know what to say. Whatever she was feeling now, feeling used was an understatement. It felt like everything that she's been through her entire life; dealing with her illness, suffering under Stefano's thumb, finding her mate, and going through all that trouble just so they could be together. They all felt contrived now, knowing that there were powerful beings like Veronica who were pulling their strings from behind them. Francesca had more questions to ask, but Veronica was done indulging her, "Now, darling. I think that’s enough chitchat. I’m going to kill you