Monster Prom Vera Novels & Stories

* I took the document case and walked the rest of the way without looking back. Vera is maybe sixty, with short grey hair and eyes that take inventory of everything they land on. No jewelry. No ceremony robes. She's sitting at a plain folding table in a tent that could belong to any mid-level pack administrator, nothing on the walls, two chairs and a lamp. The spelled safe in the corner is the only thing that looks expensive. She watches me set the case on the table without moving. "Luna Whitmore," she says. "I've heard interesting things about you."

asked Parker with a faint look on his face, seeming a bit excited. "None of your business!" Vera seemed to not deny and coldly said: "If you just came here to say these useless words, then you can leave!" "Hey! Don't be so heartless, darling Vera!" Parker had a lecherous smile and then forced himself to Vera: "I'm just concerned about you. After all, that riff-raff, Lenn, has already awakened his talent - the Wolverine and has already become a primary warrior. I'm afraid you'll have messed up!"

I was going to be the one to do it one way or the other, I needed to play this game. The door opened without warning, and I quickly slipped back into character, fragile, sweet, grateful. I looked up with wide eyes as the woman I had come to destroy stepped into the room. Sienna De Luca. She didn’t speak right away. Her gaze swept over me, taking in the sight of me still in the robe the maids had given me. She looked too calm, too unreadable. I exposed my leg just enough for her to see it, to know that I was this exposed, this easily seen to him. But I knew that Damon would not be foolish. He would not tell her that he was here. I would have to be the one to do it.

(VERA’s POV) I walked back to my office, my mind racing with ideas. I knew that we had a long and difficult road ahead of us, but I was ready. I was ready to defend our territory and our pack, and I was ready to lead us to victory. As I sat down at my desk, I heard a knock at the door. It was Elara, one of my advisors. "Vera, we've received a message from Sylvester," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

And, as of cue, she made a clone who looks exactly like her. "Well, yes." She said and smiles genuinely. "I'm Kendra Brites, your Voithos, designated by Lady Audra." She said as she bows down her head and Shiloh follows. But I flinch when Hira hits their nape. "Oh, please, guys. Stop with your formalities." Adhira said as she marches towards the living area. And by that time, we stood there face to face. I was about to speak when Adhira speaks once again.

I thugged on Julius's arms and it well got her attention "Oh sorry I don't think we have met My name is Vera Chrysanthos as in Julius's wife" She accepted my handshake with a forced smile on her face that any one could see from miles away and I mirrored her gesture "Julius you didn't tell me you liked red heads I would have died my hair" Was this Barbie being serious I thugged Julius's arm pulling him away with me as I shouted back to her "Sorry we have to go. You too will catch up much later! "

She is truly a beautiful woman from her feet to her perfectly coifed blonde pixie haircut. Men fall over themselves for her beauty, but they fear the odd hue of blue muted purple of her eyes. “Do you have a problem with backup Aiden?" Mirasol asks as a swirl of smoke plays around her head. “Every job you’re on, you insist on going it alone. Even with a great girl like Camille backing you,” she says angrily.

"Vera has been playing a game.. She has been winning." Mira said, "Prove it. Prove this is not just you trying to divide us." Theron tapped the computer. "I have recordings. I have proof that Vera was talking to the family leaders. She was working with them." He slid the computer to Mira. She picked it up. Started a video. I stood next to her to watch. The video was not very clear. We could see Vera talking to some old family leaders. "The Moonborn are getting ready faster than we thought " Vera said. "We need to hurry up. We need to attack Shadowfang in one week."

“Relax, Mafia Prince. If we wanted to kill you, you’d be dead. Phase Four isn’t about death. It’s about rebirth.” Rook’s voice was steel. “We’re here to activate the Phoenix Protocol.” Ivy’s voice cracked over comms. “Noa step away! She’s a clone, possibly a hive-mind imprint from Sabine’s original genome. She’s not a human. She’s a weapon system.” The woman in white tilted her head. “And darling, you’re all prototypes.” Noa stood slowly, ignoring the way his knees shook. “Why Rook? Why are you with her?”

he yelled back at Vera, causing her tongue to play with her lips and her itching hand, ready to unleash a punch, to release its grip on him before hitting the man. "Damn you, when asked, you answer, and never treat me like this because I'm telling you, your skull will be cracked before you even undergo interrogation!" Vera seethed in anger. Ares, on the other hand, remained stunned and could hardly believe Vera's actions. He had never seen this side of her before, and as he observed her now, fear gripped him. "Hehehe, I'd willingly let you break my entire body as long as I get to kill that Montero for my boss's family's honor," the man's chilling laughter sent shivers down Ares's spine.