Patrick Verona Novels & Stories

he started undressing, I would’ve loved to stay and help him undress, but I felt like I was going to die without food right now. As I finished dressing, Sirena emerges right in front of me out of thin air. “Shit! Do you have to scare me!? Haven’t you heard of knocking before!? I was just naked!” I growl, Wyatt is in the shower still. “My apologies, I needed to catch you alone, I found out some new information. That vampire, he’s in no hurry to get you yet, he’s waiting to grow his army. I have seen when you go, I don’t know the exact time but I do know that you’re Luna by the time he takes you. Dear Remi, train as hard as you possibly can, so when the time comes, you can defeat that bastard.

Anything else was just a guess, he’d have to ask her what they’d told her. He came back up to lay next to Phoenix where he just stared at her face. She was still as a stone, but every now and again she’d grimace and he’d wonder what was going on wherever she was. “Baby, please hurry up and come back to me. I need you so much.” He kissed her nose. “ Our pups need us, Ronan is gone and I can’t do this without you.” He could feel his emotions running high. He wasn’t a crier, he’d always worked through it, pressed on, but now he could feel tears burning the back of his eyes.

they are also a team for cyber warfare as well. convoy starting toward Patrick's new house at the royal housing society

"No, I cannot commit any abortion, am not pregnant am fine!" Loveth walked away from Nova and shook her head. "Is alright. Am only just here to advise you as a friend. I have to leave now, see you later" Nova replied and she left Loveth's room while Loveth walked back to her bed and cried. *** Patrick got numerous calls from his elder sister Victoria as obviously the video about him was still trending. He was popular and a lot knew him after winning the two honorably awards as best business man of the year and hottest billionaire bachelor in town..

Whoever advises him to come and cause this scene must be intoxicated on a rare type of opium. “ All these for a useless barren bitch? She must have warmed your bed specially for you to be like this for her” Patrick scoffed and this time around, I couldn't stop Treven as he pushed both Valtar and the other guards away. He pounced on Patrick at once and the latter only managed to dodge the sword.

Clay said. "Well, I will reject her and settle down with Stasia. Enough of this mate shit. I want to be rid of the bond. I don't want to crave her anymore," I said, and Clay shrugged. "Well, good for you, but I am willing to see what happens with Scarlett. I know she can't be that bad and just needs patience. The girl had just lost her only surviving parent, and her world was turned upside down. If anything, she is a strong woman and Luna material." Maxwell said, and I couldn't believe both of them.

I took quick steps towards the exit. “Grace, I am sure we can fix you somewhere,” I froze. I turned to him slowly and he walked up to me, “Patrick Vanner,” he said with his hand stretched for a handshake. My legs shook as I watched his face in horror, hoping this was a nightmare, I can’t be falling head over heels for him. For the man I have come to destroy. Patrick smiled and dropped his hand when he saw I wasn’t taking it. Of course, I can’t take his hand. Firstly I have a feeling that I would wet my panties if I touch him again, secondly, I hate him.

“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?”

Ava I swayed to the orchestral music, the man’s arms around my waist as we moved across the dance floor. He was being perfectly chivalrous—keeping an appropriate distance, making polite small talk about the decor and the musicians. He had introduced himself as Patrick, a member of Moonrise pack who had been working and living in the human world over recent years. But despite his gentlemanly efforts, I found my attention continually wandering, my eyes roving over the crowd in search of one person.