Morally Ambiguous Veronica Lancet Novels & Stories

For weeks I had forgotten about anything sexual need but here he was, just minutes into being caged by him, I was feeling stong pleasure, desire for him. "Veronica will scent a female off you." My voice was small as I struggled to lean away from his hold. "You should think about that instead. Don't make Veronica suspicious. Ferris and Gregory are good people." Veronica is a mad woman. She didn't think before acting. She thought of what she wanted and got it done, no matter the consequences. If killing every soul in this kingdom is what it requires for her to be with Adrian, she sure as hell will do it without regret.

Instead, it felt suffocating. Throughout the meal, I caught Veronica watching me from across the table with subtle disdain. She hadn’t spoken much during the appetizers—just smiled and watched. But I knew her type. They always waited for the right moment to strike. And it came. “So…” she drawled, eyes settling on Amore with that chilling politeness, “you must be the little girl causing all this fuss.” Amore blinked. “Excuse me?” I reached to gently squeeze her hand, but Veronica was already charging forward.

They laughed again. It felt like the world had stopped turning. Was I really that awful? “B-B-But it doesn’t matter. Aiden wouldn’t—” One of them picked me up and threw me to the other side of the room. I cried out as my head hit the wall. Blood flowed from my nose. “I wasn’t giving you a choice, Lila,” Veronica said. “Reject Aiden now!” I opened my eyes into slits to see her looking like a thing from my nightmares. Terror engulfed me.

"Amara Osei has photographs. Metadata-dated. Marsh leaning forward to look at Raines's screen in Nairobi, fourteen months before Pinnacle greenlit the film." "He did not know there was a camera." "Nobody ever does," Emma said. "That is always the problem with careful men. They forget that other people have eyes." Alex pressed her lips to Emma's hair. "Are you ready for what comes after you win it?" Emma considered that. She thought about Raines at the front door of their building on Friday morning saying I know where this ends. About the grace of it and the cost underneath the grace. "Yes," she said. "Winning the case changes the professional dynamic. Raines will not need me the same way aft

Veronica was furious. She texted me: [Amelia, are you happy now? I’ve lost completely, and now everyone sees me as the other woman. Is this what you wanted?!] [I’m not happy yet. You’re still in my way. Get him out of my life, or I’ll crank up the heat and make sure you never recover your reputation!] Maybe she was scared that I had more evidence. Thirty minutes later, Veronica showed up. I watched from my window as she and James argued and pulled at each other.

Jonathan yelled out to us, but before he could make it to us Stella had already started charging at me using her claws to send me flying straight into the wall of the arena. "Oh my god veronica! Are you okay" i could hear lily screaming running to me, i don't know how I managed to stand up but the anger running through my veins had motivated me, this women hated me yet she had no clue who i was. It was time I showed her, With one motion i sent lily flying back, not hurting her but keeping her out of my way.

” Veronica ~”Yes. Dylan ~”I am impressed. Maybe you are a far better than I thought you would be. Much more like me. I like the idea of a female version of me. Tell me do you fuck your secretaries too?” Veronica ~”I call them assistants. And yes I do.” Dylan ~”I like you. We got a deal. And Veronica I am still thinking what it is that we can do.” Back in the limo I turn to Tom. Veronica ~”I don't know about you but I need a shower after that, I feel so dirty.”

“I love you.” “I love you too.” June walked off as veronica looked away with a sigh of shame. “Bravo, Babe.” Vic approached her from behind the hallway. “Do we have to do this?” Veronica asked. “That lesbian’s been turning you gay. It’s time to teach her a lesson. Nobody steals my girls.” Veronica nodded at Vic’s statement as she harbored an unsettling pit of regret. The third bell rings throughout the halls of Sigmond Ross Institution as Elizabeth walked to the looker room after playing basketball.

Lloyd asked, glaring at his father. “Lloyd…..” Lucas growled warningly. “I don’t care who she is and both of you would do well to respect me and drop this nonsense, this instant,” Veronica said curtly, banging her empty mug on the table. Lucas stood up immediately. “You both can carry on without me. I have better things to do.” “Yeah. Me too,” Lloyd shot back standing up but Veronica held his hands. “Wait Lloyd, at least let me explain myself,” She said, looking remorsefully into his eyes.

She complained. Her best friend's voice softened slightly, though it carried an edge. “Veronica, don’t forget who you are. You’re Luca’s fiancée, the future lady of that family. Carol is nothing compared to you and you cannot let her win.” “I know,” Veronica whispered, her throat tightening again. “But Luca…” “Luca is blinded,” Vanessa interrupted sharply. “That’s all. He’ll see sense eventually, especially if you play your cards right. That video? That’s your card. Don’t throw it away.”