Velma You Stop That Novels & Stories

My sister lied and accused me of cheating right in the middle of the college entrance exam, all to snatch my guaranteed spot in college. My results were voided, and I was banned from taking the exam for life. "I don't want her to stray from the straight and narrow…" My sister cried in front of the cameras, as if she were the victim here. Then, she took the acceptance letter from a famous college that should've been mine. She also stole my boyfriend and told everyone they were an official item. Eventually, she got her happily ever after. Meanwhile, I got into a car crash on my way to the precinct to clear my name and died a horrible death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the ex

] No answer. [Damn you and the whole fictional world] I yelled, but the reply was cold and detached. [Memory restriction detected] It said coldly, then everything went dark, a word created by a door slammed shut. "No, no, no! Come back," I muttered, pressing two fingers to my temple like that would summon it back, but nothing came. "Serena," Zeke called, hand hovering near my shoulder, not quite touching. "Are you okay, we can leave if you aren't comfortable."

Velma was standing there, looking at him with vigilance. "Why did you stop?" Albert did not know what Velma was thinking about and asked softly. Seeing that it was Albert, Velma heaved a sigh of relief. It was dark in the parking lot so it was hard to make out the figure standing beside her car from the darkness. She walked over with ease. "Why did stop walking?" Albert asked again when Velma reached his side. "I did not know that it was you. I was just being careful. There are a lot cases of people getting assaulted and kidnapped. It was hard to tell that it was you since it is too dark." Velma said.

Velma sighed. “I guess not.” Valko’s eyes bulged when he saw what happened next. His mate took the vampire’s hand and shoved it beneath her skirt. He roared. “Go now!” Velma begged. “I’ll handle this.” She told her brother. Valko used all his strength to leave the scene. Velma exhaled. This had been quite an interesting birthday for her. But she didn’t know how much more interesting it would get in a minute. She straightened her leather dress and walked up to the scene. “Hey neck-biter, how about you suck on something your own size?”

Velma mockingly shrank back in feigned fear, then she immediately shouted, "Did everyone hear that? She admitted to being kept by an old man. She is a real slut, climbing up the social ladder by selling herself!" Her shouting attracted even more onlookers. Emmy was completely enraged, "Velma, I'll say it again. Let go of me. Do you understand?" Velma refused, "I won't let you go. I want the entire school to know about you being a mistress to an old man. You're shameless!" Emmy was mad. She clenched her teeth, trying to pull her bag back. But Velma didn't give up. The more Emmy wanted her bag back, the more unwilling Velma was to let it go.

Her hands stopped pushing against his chest, remaining suspended in the air. "…What?" she whispered, her eyes widening in absolute, paralysing disbelief. She slowly tilted her head back to look at his ecstatic face. 'Velmora Academy...' For a terrifying moment, the betrayal, the hangover, and the memory of the hotel room completely vanished from her mind, replaced by freezing dread. She completely forgot to struggle. Elara was completely shocked. Her mind went blank, and only two words repeated in her head like a broken record: 'Velmora Academy.'

Velma said in front of the pass-through window. “Sure. It’ll cost you a beer, though.” Macie tossed the metal-bristled scrub brush aside. She used a clean white towel to wipe down the grill and admired the sparkling surface before she shut the lights off in the kitchen and shuffled out front. Velma sat at the counter with a ten-key calculator. Long curls of white tape spilled everywhere. Without looking up, she said, “I put a six-pack of Bud in the small cooler. Grab me one too, while you’re at it.”

And the moment when my thoughts became overpowering and the voices of the reporters pierced through my ears along the chattering of the inmates that watched the television was when I yelled- "Stop" I yelled from where I sat, my hands to my ears as I drew attention towards me. I rose, frustrated as I marched to my bunk before someone roughly dragged the collar of my orange t-shirt, prompting me to loose balance. "Hold up" She said as she licked across her lips before she comparing me to the picture of the girl that displayed on the screen. "She don't look like that girl on TV?" She asked, clutching me closer to her breath as she nastily chewed on her smuggled gum.

Velma was taken aback by Claire's sudden show of strength, and for a moment, the two of them stood there, glaring at each other. Finally, Velma broke the silence, telling Claire that she was no longer her friend and that she never wanted to see her again. Claire was hurt by Velma's words, but she knew that she couldn't let Velma's opinion of her define her. She watched as Velma stormed off, her long hair whipping in the wind, and she felt a sense of relief wash over her.

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?”