Patrick Verona Novels & Stories

The school where she also had her studies too since they migrated here in Mover City. She is also the wife of Zandro, the eldest of the famous Acceturo brothers. As they converse, Raina admires Patty's simple but elegant beauty and well-mannered demeanour, possibly influenced by her family's successful business background. When Patty catches Raina staring her back, she turns around, and she sees Xavier talking to his parents. She just smiles and says... "Hey, who are you looking at!?" she is so ashamed to be caught guilty drooling her husband. She can't hide her blush.

“I am very tired, and sire, but I want to get to know you. I’m Lola Shaffer of the Gray Lake Pack. I am sixty-two years old and the lead tracker of my pack. Who are you exactly and how did you find me?” Patrick shifted, moving his arms to hold her under her shoulders, and allowed his hand to cover hers. “I’m Patrick Janes, Beta of the Straw Hat Pirates Pack. We are a nomadic pack and travel as a bike club. I am known as Doof. I had pack business that brought me here. I was actually about to check in when they rushed you here. My wolf knew instantly you were our mate.” His Australian accent was thick. “I knew I couldn't be without you so I stayed and have been beside you to help yo

“That was close.” I nodded, my stomach twisting in knots. “Yeah, I practically saw my life in the FireHeart pack flashing before my eyes.” “Okay, let’s go home,” Veronica said, walking towards her car. “My father has no shift today, so he will have my time, legs go.” I got into the passenger seat, safely tucking myself securely into the seat belt. As Veronica drove out of the parking lot, I caught a glimpse of familiar figures—the pack peacemaker, and two other ministers, I’ve forgotten their names. But they were not my main focus, it was who was behind them, lost in thought: Luna Verona.

The atmosphere in the car became much more gloomy. Seeing that the situation came to such an extent, I said decisively, "Mr. Cowell, what exactly do you want to do? You have a wife. And I'm not your ex-girlfriend. What is the point of your pestering me like this?" Holding the steering wheel with his lean an powerful hands, Patrick looked ahead. He didn't answer me. It wasn't until the car parked next to a restaurant that he looked at me and said, "Since I've found out that you are Charlotte Archer, no one can change my mind. It doesn't have anything to do with who you are."

“Her name is Verona.” Katy fell silent. Her lips were half parted, and she blinked. Lev was lucky to meet a person who knew Verona, but that was a reaction that Lev didn’t expect. It was as if Katy had just found out that Lev was a vampire. “Verona Windward?” The way Katy said Verona’s name was like she was revealing a terrible secret that could threaten her life, and a flash of hatred followed after, clear in her eyes. “Yes.” Lev nodded, ignoring Katy’s reaction to Verona’s dislike. “You know her?”

Cedric's POV I park my car and enter the main building. I take a deep breathe and climb the stairs. When I saw Charlotte yesterday, I was shocked. I could see the similar shock in her. I could clearly see the pain I've caused in her eyes. The girl who cared so much for me and who was always there for me seemed so distant when I saw her yesterday.

Victoria asked him and held his hand like a younger brother. “I can smell my dad scent. I think he is here, we have to leave this place right now” Patrick says out of breathe and held my hands tightly. Patrick was snot technically from the Crescent pack but he was found in the borders of the pack half dead and was left there by his father who he still traumatize about till now. “He is not here so don’t be scared” Victoria assured him and they walk to the direction where Denver, Claude and Eric stood. “Babe you better don’t die on me in this forest” Eric jokes wrapping his arm around Victoria and Patrick tenses up which made him remove his hand quickly.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

He had dropped her off. Patrick wondered how Tina was doing. She hated him now for what he did to her, as he knew she had pleaded with him to stop, but he couldn't and was so interested in being with her that night. Patrick was a big guy in City A, a big name, as he had apprentices and workers working for him in his company, yet Patrick wasn't happy because of the guilt of taking advantage of Tina. Even his relationship with Mr. Bright's daughter (Anita) was shaky because he wasn't devoted to her and found it difficult to love her.

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.