Morally Ambiguous Veronica Lancet Novels & Stories

~ Veronica try to get into the house without getting caught by anyone and clean off her hands immediately she got into her room She pick up her phone to delete the texts and phone call history between her and Mrs. Lander. Her body trembles in fear as she walk to the bed and the scene of her crime plays on her head She is not sure whether she has done the right thing killing her after all What if she survives and report her to the police? Then she shouldn't have showed her face or be careful not to get caught before stabbing her Many thoughts and assumption run wild in her head and she feel like she's losing her mind

he asked. “What the hell, Lucian?” Veronica snapped, her voice pitchy and sharp and very much giving unhinged reality TV villain who just realized the cameras caught everything. “What the actual fuck is wrong with you? You’re picking her over me? Over me? Because of this thick little slut who’s trying to take you away from me?” The hall collectively sucked in a breath like we were watching a season finale and somebody just threw wine on a silk dress. My eyebrows flew upward so fast they almost vacated my face.

“I let you see me because I wanted to see how far you’d go. And look at you. Trying to run to your little friend with the truth. How noble of you.. stupid actually but cute” My palms were damp, heart pounding against my ribs. “Elara deserves…” Her smile sharpened, though her voice never lost its softness. “Elara deserves to live. Don’t you think?” Cold shot through me. “What… what are you saying?” Veronica stepped closer, her perfume sweet, cloying, wrong. “You may think me venomous, Lila. That’s the word you whispered to yourself, wasn’t it? But venom isn’t the half of it.” She tilted her head, eyes glittering like shards of glass. “I’m more deadly than you could ever imagine. And if you va

"I have gathered everyone, and the trial will start again soon." As he abruptly departed, leaving me with a whirlwind of emotions, I turned my attention to Veronica. Her tear-stained face mirrored the anguish in my own heart. I rushed to her side, desperate to offer comfort and reassurance. "People will believe lies because they want them to be true or because they believe they are true," Veronica said, her voice tinged with bitterness. "Get it done." Confusion clouded my thoughts as I tried to comprehend her words. Did she really mean what I thought she meant? Was she urging me to go through with the trial and humiliate her further?

She was probably mad at her mom for letting me stay here with them, but I knew Claudia wouldn’t change her mind, she was pulled in too deep and that is exactly what I needed I kept listening to Veronica argue with her mom and then the argument stopped. I heard footsteps in the corridor, and they stopped in my room. I looked towards the door and saw Veronica standing close to the door frame and glaring at me. “Don’t you dare think I'm buying this whole ‘engaged to my mom’ act” he crossed her arms, her voice sharp with accusation “I know you are here because of her money, and you don't even care about her” “Oh, come on, Veronica,” I said with a teasing smile. “Isn’t that a bit harsh? You don’t

Martha nodded and hurriedly walked towards Dominick's room. "I didn't do anything!" Vera looked at her. "Then why are you here?... Haven't you guys damaged him enough?" Anamika yelled at her. "You killed my daughter in law." Vera's words stuck in her throat, she can't tell them that Grace is alive. "It wasn't me." She replied. "Dominick is fine, Donna..." Martha informed when she came back. "What are you doing here, Veronica?" Alexander asked. "What the fuck is happening here?"

“So you are the new assistant everyone is gossiping about! Nice to meet you! My name is Veronica!” Veronica gave Flora her hand to shake. Flora accepted after hesitation. The shake was painful. Veronica almost broke Flora’s fragile hand. Flora pulled her hand violently and gave Veronica a death stare. Veronica knew this woman is not one to mess with. But her jealousy reached the point of unreason: “Unexpectedly you don’t have dark hair,” said Veronica with an evil grim. “Why should I?” “‘Cause she has dark hair! Or does he make you wear a dark wig when doing the deed?”

And for some reason it seems to solve some puzzles and and unscrew several complications in my head. " what kind of shortcomings does Veronica have?"

“Just say it. I can take it.” He sighed. “We won’t be able to get the results from the DNA test so soon. “But I’ve checked. There is indeed an old injury on the leg. This injury appears to have healed, but her leg was violently broken again.” Lucas felt like he had been struck by lightning. “Based on her old injury… this is definitely Veronica.” After that, the doctor’s eyes turned red. He seemed to be reminded of how I used to treat him like a brother. No one knew better than he did the kind of torment I had suffered while I was alive.

Cliffton said, causing Veronica's anger to turn into confusion. "Damn, what exactly happened to me?" asked Veronica. She didn't understand what happened to her. Me why? [] ***