Monster Prom Vera Novels & Stories

2Pac stared down at Amy, through his fully charged, lightning bolt eyes. Amy felt a prickly chill when she saw 2Pac’s eyes for the first time. 2Pac’s eyes reminded her of the headlights on her Volkswagen ID.4, which was actually her husband’s car. The only thing that took Amy’s attention away from 2Pac’s eyes was seeing her little boy sneaking up behind the metal assassin. She watched as Omar struck the cyborg across his glistening broad shoulders, using his little fists. Omar didn’t care about hurting his hands. He wanted to protect his mother.

He paused, looking from his documents to us with a smile. "Are you sure?" He asked with a lop sided smirk. "An Aston Martin Valkyrie. This rare beauty uses its side mounted ca—" My eyes fazed out in excitement as i smiled at Jade. This was the life i wanted. And in that moment the luxury was nice. It felt unrealistic. And extravagant. But i thought i was finally living, finally grasping the world. Life. But alas— To be continued...

She really married him. Vera smiles as realization spreads across my face. “That’s right,” she says proudly. “I’m officially the Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack now. Honestly, the wedding was perfect.” Her lips curl higher. “The honeymoon after that was even better.” Tears begin burning my eyes but I force myself to glare at her anyway. “Why are you telling me this?” Vera tilts her head slightly. “I already told you before. I’m going to take everything that belongs to me.” She slowly looks around the filthy room. “Watching you rot in here while I get everything I want is the best part of all this.”

whilst saying this Verra had a tread of liquid lightning dancing on her finger. At the end of her speech, it borrowed into Salesman Vega's body through his open wounds. The electricity spread throughout his body, wrapped around his flesh and bones. He screamed and spat up blood, and black smoke from his mouth that smelled of burning flesh. Fifteen minutes later, the spark under his skin died down but Verra stood there wordlessly playing with another one. He looked at her hate-filled eyes, then turned his face away. She asked him 3 questions 3 days ago but hasn't repeated them since.

' Verity scoffed. Vera was about to reply to her wolf when it happened— She felt the excruciating spasms in her belly. It was as if someone was twisting the muscles of her belly in a fist. "AAHHHH!" Vera screamed and quickly covered her mouth. No one must know she consumed the Elixir of life. She still wanted people to assume that she was their wolfless human Luna. "W-what is this pain, Verity? I... I.. I c-can't bear it. Ahh!" Vera clutched her mouth tighter while her wolf went insane in pain. She clawed Vera's mind and chest.

Vera doesn't know why she's tempted to touch the standing monster. “Of course you can." Dominic smiles. This is what he wants after all, for her to touch the monster directly. Vera gently raised her hand and let it fall on the long p*nis. She slowly touches it. She thought it would bite her due to how pointy it is but she wasn't so afraid because Dominic said it won't bite her. She somehow trusted him. Is this what a p*nis looks like? Huge and long or is it just Dominic's p*nis. She feels so shy, yet she can't stop touching it.

They all started shouting and were now coming to attack me instead. It was then I realized that Vera did not copy the mind control power from the witches but had instead copied the Siren Power from someone. Which is what she used to control the Lenoras. ‘’Instead of telling your Vampires to block their minds in case I mind controlled them you should have told them to bring ear blocks instead. Now look at what they have turned too, mindless slaves doing my bidding of killing you for me. ‘’ Vera then said confidently getting out of her Lenora circle and walking with confidence while the Vampires started nearing me all wanting to kill me.

The Moon Goddess appeared to Vera in her dreams. She laughed bitterly. "You envied the scar... so I give it to your daughter," she whispered. "Let her suffer as Ava did." Just then Vera jolted awake in a loud scream, clutching her abdomen. A sudden warmth rushed down her legs, and she gasped, realizing what was happening. "Vera—what's it?" Kael's voice was sharp as he sat beside her. "I... I had a terrible dream," she muttered, then winced gain in excruciating pain.

Garrisson had sent Vera to reprint a ream of documents that you'd soaked, and sent you to help her. "Jesus Christ, kid," Vera said as you entered the copy room. "Talk about going above and beyond." "Hey, no pain, no gain, right?" you asked. She smirked and chuckled, starting another file printing. Vera was a pretty woman somewhere in her thirties, with tan skin and dark hair that made you assume she was latina to some percentage, though she could just as easily have been a darker skinned Italian woman. With both copiers running, she stood back and leaned against the counter almost right where you and Sabrina had been intimate not two days earlier.

It must have been a cemetery from the serenity that brood over the noise of the sea. “Just be alert,” Vera said as she smeared another green Amytal vial on her palms. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Balak doing the same. He had drawn his sword too and was leading the way. Vera’s chest pounded as the familiar sensation covered her stomach. It always does whenever she wanted to fight a demon. The feeling was welcoming and invigorate her muscles with energy sometimes. Other times, when fear was the opposite, she just saw herself wishing she was in her closet where the faces of these horrible monsters could not be seen.