Velma X Shaggy Novels & Stories

Velma was an intimidating person when she wanted to be. I was surprised to see her in my office, but I shouldn’t have been. Obviously, Ellie had told Velma that I worked here, at Hot House Flower, as an assistant. Velma was clearly out to get me, so she’d just marched right on over to our front desk. She was demanding to meet with our CEO. “As I’ve already told you, ma’am, you cannot see the CEO without an appointment.” Our receptionist was doing her best to keep Velma at bay.

“Ah, I felt so relieved when my dad received your dad’s message of your arrival through the link. Goddess knows how much I’ve been devastated since your disappearance. I cooked up the worst stories...could she have been killed by rogues? Did those Demons devour her? What if she had drowned in the-” “I think that’s enough, don’t ruin the moment” Tristan clears his throat to shut her up and Vilma glares at him. I look between them fondly. How much I missed my friends. I can’t contain this joy imploding in my heart to see all those I hold dear to me again. “Um, hi there. I’m Welma, Mari’s friend.” Welma comes up at my side and the pair look at her with surprise. Vilma smears a wide grin on her

‎My nose felt like it had been severely bruised from the inside, my body shivering from the cold. ‎ ‎“Good! You are awake,” A familiar voice echoed next to me. ‎I immediately diverted my attention towards the sound only to see Velma standing there with a sick smile engraved on her face. ‎The bowl of water still in her hand. ‎ ‎My blood boiled, my eyes blazing red as I glanced up at her with immerse bitterness. ‎“What is the meaning of this mom? Are you trying to kill me?” I doubted, as I clinged on to my knees.

“Hey—look. Gabe.” Gabe stared into his glass like it might tell him a better story than the one he was in. Wally, pink around the ears, sidled up to the bar. “Hi, Wilma. Usual, please?” Wilma—dark hair tied back, jeans and tank top doing sinful work—looked up from the drip tray. “Yeah, sure, Wal.” Her smile tipped. Wally blushed, the man incapable of hiding a feeling. “How was your day?” she teased.

“Sydney Raines, how dare a little wench like you bully Lyra? Don’t have the guts to come out and see me, huh? Open the door. I know you’re in there. Open–” The door in front of Velma opened before she could finish her sentence. Velma’s hand suddenly swung in the air, and her whole body lost its center of gravity and pitched forward. Sydney watched as the large woman fell towards her. With a flash of disgust in her eyes, she immediately let go of the door handle and took a few steps back. Bam! Velma’s slightly obese body fell to the ground, face down just in front of Sydney. Velma cried out in pain.

31 ~Velma’s POV I sat there on the bed with the television light flickering across the room like it was trying to tell me something I did not want to hear. My chest felt heavy, like someone had placed a stone inside it and told me to breathe around it. I kept staring at the news even when the report moved to something else. I did not blink much. I was just trying to understand how everything changed so suddenly. “I totally forgot about him,” I whispered to myself. My voice was shaking, and I hated that it did. “I forgot. I really forgot. After everything he did for me, I did not even check on him. What kind of person does that make me?”

As she fled down the empty corridor, a torrent of frantic, disbelieving curses poured through her head. What is wrong with the people in this school?! It's broad daylight! Broad! Daylight! If you want to do that kind of stuff, find yourself a private room, god damn it! Are they animals?! She couldn't believe her own bad luck. First her terrifying professor, and now catching one of the top elites making out in a public stairwell! Velmora Academy was quickly proving to be an absolute madhouse. Meanwhile, back in the quiet stairwell... The heavy sound of Elara’s retreating footsteps faded entirely, leaving behind an awkward silence.

Ending "My... Big Brother..." I forced out the words, my heartbeat pounding against my ribs. "I just wanted to spend the night with you." "A lie." His voice remained emotionless. "With a dagger hidden inside your sleeve, even a child wouldn't believe that." "..." My eyes widened. He slowly pulled the dagger from inside my sleeve and held it between two fingers. The moment he pulled the dagger free, a blurry memory flashed across my mind. The original Serena hiding the weapon inside her sleeve.

he asked to which Valerie replied with a simple nod. He could tell that she was nervous so instead of saying anything else, he pulled her into a hug and caressed her hair. It has been eight years since they last saw Shantala in Clanera City since they were sure that she moved to Estermouth City. But now that she was back, Chiavelli had to know the reason behind her return. "You should not worry, Valerie. You are on longer Tricia Vexmore, okay? You are now Valerie Wilburn, my wife and the love of my life. Nobody will recognize you except me," he whispered to her.

Albert could not remain calm and walked toward Velma. Velma wanted to run away but her legs could not listen to her. She stayed rooted on the ground as she watched the man approach her step by step. "Velma.... " Albert called out. His voice was trembling and he was almost on his knees. Velma looked at him dumbfounded. So he knew her name. Was he the one who drugged her? But Velma shook her head in denial. This man had just returned from abroad and might not have known a small fry like her.