Fanfiction Veronica Mars Novels & Stories

**** By 4:00 PM, Veronica was a mess. Marcus had made her come four times....twice from fingering, twice from his tongue. Her breasts had been thoroughly drained, both of them smaller and tender from his relentless suckling. Her pussy was dripping, aching, desperate to be filled. And then she heard it...Father Marcus unzipping his pants behind her. "Next penitent," he whispered. "And when they start talking, I'm going to fuck you. You're going to take my cock while hearing confession. Can you handle that?"

“You dare plead with me, you annoying wretch? After what you did to me?” Her voice cracked like thunder. Every window rattled. Tara didn’t flinch. “You were destroying everything..” “I was taking back what was mine!” Veronica screamed, and for the first time, I saw the madness burning in her eyes. “He made me this! Him.. Malik!” She pointed, her finger shaking.. straight at the man. The room collectively froze. Dozens of eyes turned to him. Malik’s jaw clenched but he didn’t speak. Veronica’s laugh echoed, broken and sharp. “Yes. Stare at your beloved hero. The noble Malik, savior of humans. Tell them, husband. Tell them how you got me pregnant and killed my sister ”

Bastien's POV Standing on this stage next to Mason waiting for Veronica was painful, trying to and failing not to stare at the doors to this room. Mason's been on edge all day, saying his wolf is antsy which isn't a good sign, especially his wolf. The doors finally open and my breath is snatched out of my lungs by the vision of beauty that now occupies the space. The room filled with people fades away as I watch Veronica gracefully, walk down the steps and towards me, my mind link opens to her and my love and admiration for her flows down our bond, I'm speechless, but my mind speaks to hers, "you're breathtakingly stunning," I think that's what came out or so I hope so. Her father stands

I threw myself to my bed, letting a wave of thoughts, memories, crash into my head as I submerged into the soft foam. “Let’s leave it all behind, Damon. It’s not worth it,” Veronica’s words were enticing but the opportunity to become the next alpha of the Bloodmoon pack was equally alluring. It was a bright afternoon that day with Veronica, my mate. The sun glorified her luscious blonde hair as she walked around with it flowing down her back. We were two stubborn teenagers with big dreams, bigger than the both of us. Veronica and I had different opinions on almost everything but we were in love.

she giggled. "Yeah, we probably should," I chuckled. We left the changing room and walked hand-in-hand back to the counter. The woman behind the counter looked at us strangely and I was sure she had heard us fucking. We paid for the lingerie set and left the shop without saying a word. "You know what would have been fun?" Veronica said as we continued through the mall. "What?" I asked. "If the girl at the counter had joined us. She was hot," Veronica giggled. My mind was racing. My mother-in-law had just swallowed a mouthful of my cum, and now she was fantasizing about threesomes with me and a stranger. How far could this go?

Veronica knew that once she took her boyfriend to the hospital, she would have to bring him to meet her adoptive mother a few more times. Xavier glanced at Veronica with a frown before clicking his tongue. “Are you looking down on me? I am totally qualified to be your fake boyfriend.” Veronica really couldn’t find a suitable candidate, so she could only agree to Xavier, who had volunteered afterward. “Deal.” “All right, then. I’ll give you a call tomorrow afternoon.” After she had achieved an agreement with Xavier, Veronica started to work, while Xavier and his loser friends left. The next day, in the afternoon, once Veronica had finished preparing lunch for Daniella and was getting ready to

He ignored her taunts and said, "It's not a threat Victoria, it's a fact." Victoria was not happy with Marcus' words. She made a slight hissing noise. Amy knew Marcus could growl like his wolves and it was obvious Victoria could copy her cats. It didn't scare Amy; it just made her angry. This was the woman Marcus had loved and this was the woman that ended the lives of Ivan and Alba's twins. If Marcus couldn't kill her, she was willing to do it for him.

“Caleb is a monster, and I’ll make him pay for everything he took from me and more.” “Good. My lawyers will draft up a divorce agreement. You’ll get a proper settlement.” “No.” “No?” “I don’t want anything from Caleb. I just want to be done with him.” “I understand.” “I I also need someone who can fake my death.” Before he could ask any questions, I stopped him. “Veronica Stanton was an unfortunate ballerina and a miserable housewife. I don’t want to associate with that anymore.” “I’ll get right on it.” With that, he left the room.

"Fake! That's got to be fake! Irene, with AI these days, you can cook up anything. You think we'll fall for that?" Veronica latched onto the lifeline. "Yes! Irene, you're framing us! This is pure spite!" I just smiled. Didn't even flinch. Pulled up another file on the phone. "You say the photos are fake. Then tell me, is the lab report from that underground clinic fake too? Right here, clear as day: the fetus Veronica miscarried shares a 99.9999% DNA match with Marco. So if you're not the father, who is? A stranger that just happened to share every single one of Marco's genetic markers?"

Veronica The night Noah returned from helping out Gio and his uncle, they came to one compromise. Their friendship would remain just that, a friendship, except Noah negotiated a kiss goodnight—every night. Veronica hadn't argued much, and though she stipulated it would be strictly a friendly kiss, she knew it would be anything but. What started as a quick peck goodnight had escalated into a kiss that nearly had her panting and in a quick need of a change of panties. The following nights it got even longer.