Vee Liette Novels & Stories

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

Studying Vietili’s stance, she seems anxious. It’s so unlike her. Her legs are shaking, and her fingers tap restlessly on her designer bag. She must be really desperate for the deal. My bet says she’s doing all this for East. However, let’s see how far I can push her. “Yolegatti,” I utter blandly. “Yolegatti?” Vietili’s brows knit together in a frown. “That’s Lupin’s exclusive farm.”

“What is your name child?” The half breed gave her a weird look. “Who are you people?” she asked weakly. Helga flashed a kind smile, creasing her features. “Adonis will explain everything to you. I have to fix you up first.” “Vee,” the half breed said, squeezing her face in pain. “My name is Vee”. Vee, Nate repeated. I almost rolled my eyes at him. “My name is Helga and you are safe now, Vee,” Helga’s smile widened.

My mom smiled, genuinely smiled, "it's all good Valentia. We are holding on thank you..." "Valentia?" My sister questioned and we all looked at her. "Aren't you Olwethu's girlfriend?" Vee smiled, "I am Lizzie..." My sister furrowed her brows in confusion, "and that teacher from the hospital?" My eyes shot wkde open, she fucken remembers that? "Barbie Vee doesn't teach anymore.. I work for her." "You work for your teacher...?" We all laughed around the table and Vee smiled, "yep she works for her teacher. Isn't that cool..."

"Being in the category of people who belong to Gabriella Vitale is one of the best things that has happened to me in nine months of very good things." He laughed. The real one. And we drove home through the Sunday night to the house at the end of the lane with the east bedroom waiting and the garden growing and everything patient and tended and becoming what it was going to be.

'Is that Dove's sister? "Lynette? I'm now known as Vega," Vega said with a slight chuckle. Cool air filled the hall, and it came from Vega, whose dark-brown orbs glowed just like Dove's. 'She's definitely on a different level,' Amaria observed. " Jareth, Evera, take care of the other three over there," Vega said. Jareth and Evera dashed towards Amaria, Elex, and Teresa and hit the nape of their necks, paralyzing them.

She was more than irritated by Violet’s presence. “She has come, finally we can eat.” Connor let out and the whole table laughed except for Ella, Kimora and Clara. These three had their own personal issues bugging them so greatly. Ella detested Violet and the fact that her younger brother had gotten married to the woman she disliked made her the more angry.

Both Ruben and Kat asked in unison. “Oh, don’t worry, precious…” Luisette chose to address Kat. “…this little concoction my witches came up with won’t kill him, it would certainly kill most vampires and most witches…as this is a special mix of Verbain, Hemlock and poison dart frog secretions…” Luisette was looking at Ruben, their eyes locking as Ruben had clearly started sweating profusely as he sunk down onto both knees and was huffing strangely. “…it will weaken him, precious…that is all…just long enough for us to get some of those cuffs on him also.”

0f course, he did. I give Julien a weakened smile and we exchange a few sentences of small talk before I thank him for driving ways here. Waving goodbye from the window as he slips into his car again, I pretend not to rush to the unknown contents that hide inside the white-encased box. There are cursive letters in black, engraved into the cardboard material, reading Matériau Féminin. Gnawing on the skin of my lip, all I do is shake mny head at a parallel memory that comes into mind when we spent time together in this very store, replacing the various lingerie of mine that he has ripped.