Fanfiction Veronica Mars Novels & Stories

Mars pointed toward Aidan and Malikha, who were still lost in each other. “So?” Vanylla asked with a frown. “Can we make out more than that, Angel?” Mars teased shamelessly as he leaned closer. Vanylla instantly pinched him and glared. “We are among your friends,” she whispered sharply. “Oh, come on. Aidan’s probably going to drag Malikha off somewhere and—ow!” Vanylla pinched him harder this time, though she eventually burst into laughter and shook her head helplessly. Still, Mars refused to stop teasing her until he got what he wanted.

Meredith said before leaving the library and leaving the other witches to voice their questions among one another. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica sat naked on her tile floor as the shower overhead released water than dripped from her head and down to the floor beneath her. Her mind spun as she thought about all the images that had passed through her mind in the last few hours. More and more memories were coming back to her in waves. Her romance with James and the sting of his betrayal hurt as though it had just happened the day before. Veronica took deep breaths to control the anger that was figh

Kate has moved into the mansion, her room is closer to mine yet we haven’t been in touch with each other. And what I meant by that is that we haven’t seen each other to talk. Or maybe it was because I don’t have anything to say to her. Gaby has been our middle person and now, that everything is moving this way, I don’t know if I will be able to remain committed to the wedding. Mother knows that the monster in my pants doesn’t stay in a place. And I won’t lie, the day I had dinner together with Aurora, it came alive, wanting to get pass her skirt and if it would have been possible then I would have done it.

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.

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?

I shook my head about to cry, “Rhea, Jason. She’s my fucking best friend you knave!” For a second, he hesitated. Then he leaned back, smirking. “Yeah. So?” The casualness of it broke me. “SO?! SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND! AND YOU—YOU’RE MY HUSBAND! HOW COULD YOU BOTH DO THIS TO ME?!” Jason sighed, rubbing his temples like I was the one causing him pain. He gave me a warning glare and he looked like he was going to walk right over and punch me. “Veronica, stop being dramatic. You knew this marriage was over. You can’t even give me a child. What did you expect?” He said brutality and I stared at him, my heart scattering into tiny pieces

My muscle flex slightly at the ticklish sensation he is causing. I look up at his face and his eyes are focused on my face like he is memorizing every bit of my facial expressions. I give a shy smile and he leans over to kiss my lips. “I love you.” He says close to my ear, “I am going to claim your body as mine, slowly wash away any memories you have of your pain and fill it with only love and desire for me. You are mine, Ciara. Now and forever.” Alpha Mars’ POV

“I make no promises.” They sat on logs around the fire. Veronica tucked herself against Ethan’s side, legs stretched toward the warmth. Luca handed her a perfectly golden marshmallow sandwiched between graham crackers and chocolate. She took a bite, sweetness exploding on her tongue. For a while the conversation stayed light. Mara talked about the play, a modern adaptation of Antigone that she was directing as well as starring in. Luca described a new drone design he had seen online, something with folding wings and solar skin. Ethan listened, asked questions, teased them gently. Veronica watched the firelight move across their faces and felt a quiet gratitude so deep it ached.

Marsh asked, taking another sip. Veronica glanced down at her cup of coffee. An asshole like Marsh wouldn't understand that she and Nic's relationship was so much more than that. That she loved him and he loved her. A man like that couldn't possibly understand that Nic wanted more than just sex from someone like her. No matter where she came from. But she figured in this case, the more Marsh thought he was right, the better. Let him think falsely. So Veronica held her tongue. "Yes," Veronica whispered.

a sharp voice cut through the air. I turned to see Veronica standing in the doorway. My father had married her shortly after my mother died, a choice he made so I wouldn't grow up alone. But she and her daughter, Sarah, were never a family to me. "Stop feeding him dreams, Angel," Veronica sneered, crossing her arms. "You’ll always be jobless. You have too much fire and too little sense." "She’s right," Sarah added, leaning against the doorframe. "You aren't a writer. You're just a girl who's good at failing."