Monster Prom Vera Mga Nobela at Kwento

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Mora said to Amos, smiling like a maniac, with pure greed written all over her eyes. “Mora!”. “What, Amos! I already told you that I will win everything back at the casino tonight! What else do you want from me?! Besides, we still have Séraphine! She is nothing but a naive and foolish lady”. “As long as I threaten her, she will naturally give me more money. So, what are you afraid of?”. “Damnit. I just wish Daxter would remain without an heir all the days of his life, so our son could step up as the new Alpha of the Red Moon pack”. Mora said.

VERA “Marry me, Vera Macthorn, and I promise, I’ll bring your enemies to their knees.” Those words should have sounded insane. Ridiculous. Offensive, even. Any sane woman should have laughed in his face or stood up and walked away. But Vera didn’t.

"Princess Catherine, please do not believe this liar! He's deliberately framing me to get you to punish me. Please do not fall for his trick!" Catherine, whose emerald eyes had already narrowed with dark suspicion, gradually softened as Vera groveled at her feet. "Really?" I laughed out loud at Vera's absolute shamelessness. I looked at her with a cold. "Everyone in the pack knows, Vera. Do you dare to swear it to the Moon Goddess?" At the mention of the Moon Goddess, Vera’s face drained of color. No werewolf dared lie to the goddess. She opened her mouth to refute me again, but Catherine held up a hand to stop her, annoyed. Vera snapped her jaw shut and lowered her head dejectedly.

She looked up at the last attacker and smiled. On any normal day, Vera should not have looked dangerous at all. She was barely five feet tall, dressed in a white dress that had no business being on a garbage planet, with skinny arms, thin legs, and a belly heavy with three babies. But now the white dress was soaked and splattered with blood, her hair stuck to her face, her machete hung loose in one hand, and the ground around her was covered with bodies that had been alive less than a minute ago.

Stone and timber collapsed inwards, sending embers raining down like blood-red snow. And then—a blinding burst of white light. It seared the air, forcing even the fiercest of them to shield their eyes. When the glow dimmed, a single figure stood in the ruins. Vera. She rose from the wreckage like a phoenix from its pyre, her skin glowing faintly as though molten lava coursed beneath it. Her hair billowed wildly in the heat, her eyes twin orbs of molten amber. Flames coiled and danced around her body—not harming her, but feeding her.

– and felt savage satisfaction that they were finally seeing what I'd known from the moment I'd first scented her. Vera was extraordinary, had always been extraordinary, and now everyone in this hall would know it too. After making her point, after ensuring that Daemon and everyone else present understood exactly what he'd lost and what I'd gained, Vera shifted back to her human form. The transformation was just as smooth and controlled as the first had been, her bones reshaping themselves with practiced ease until she stood before the crowd in her human skin. She was completely naked, of course – shifting always destroyed clothing – but she stood tall and proud rather than trying to cover h

“You don’t have to worry. I’m here, okay? And Mommy’s going to be alright. I promise I’ll do everything to make sure of that.” Jace nodded again, quieter this time. The light in his eyes wasn’t fully back, but there was something there now… something that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. Just then, a nurse came out of Vera’s ward. “Miss Vera,” she said gently, “It’s time to get back to bed so we can continue your treatment.” Vera gave her a small nod. “Okay,” she replied softly, then looked back at Jace. “Before I go, I need you to make me a promise.”

None of it would undo the damage. “I didn’t know she would come here. I didn’t...” “That’s not good enough,” Vera snapped. His head whipped toward her, stunned by the crack in her composure. “Vera...” “She’s not going to stop,” Vera said bitterly. “She’s not afraid to play dirty. And you? You’re still trying to manage her. Like she’s just another PR crisis. She’s not. She’s a wrecking ball, and if you keep pretending she can be reasoned with, she’s going to take down everything we’ve rebuilt.”

Vee’s POV What the fuck has Vera gotten me into? It was as though so many bad things were happening to me all at once and there was nothing I could do to save myself. First Valkor threatens to turn I and Vera into prostitutes, then I get thrown into a windowless van by a different group of men, I got shot at, got saved by a giant monster with glowering red eyes, then got carried by a beautiful man with the coldest pair of green eyes I ever saw and when I finally got a big break to get back home and save my sister before Valkor lays his filthy hands on her, I get kidnapped by three, hefty strangers.