Novelas y relatos de Venetia Heyer

**THE WHORE OF AETHELGARD: HOW THE THORNE WARD STOLE THE BILLIONAIRE.** **FROM CHARITY CASE TO SHE-DEVIL: VESPERA VANE’S BETRAYAL.** **IS CYPRIAN HALE THE VICTIM OF A HONEY TRAP?** The headlines scrolled across the sixty-inch holographic display in the kitchen, each one nastier than the last. Vespera’s face—pixelated and blown up from the gala footage—was plastered on every news network in Neo-Veridia.

I yelled, pulling myself from the mattress to the headboard. My inner wolf was beckoning on me to run, not see him as my mate. "I-I'm looking for Damon! I need to see Damon!" The smile disappeared from his face, going cold completely. He froze, his hand hanging in the air. The heat rose in the room, and I felt it set on me. "Damon?" he repeated, his voice soft in a strange way. "The Alpha who rejected you? Is that your first thought after giving birth to my children?" His sudden rage overwhelmed him. The power aura rolling off him was thick, and I felt like I was suffocating.

Ava almost had whiplash from how quickly she was being dismissed. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand,” she started. “My file says I’m an Omega?” Mrs. Benton had already gone back to typing something on her computer. “That’s what it says,” the woman answered in a bored tone without even looking at her. “But I’m...” Her voice trailed off when she realised how loud she was being, so she dropped it to a bare whisper. “But I’m human. I’m sure there was a mistake—” “There are no mistakes,” Mrs. Benton cut in. “Find your room and familiarise yourself with everything before lessons tomorrow.”

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

Heitor Seeing Lizandra hurriedly walking towards the restaurant exit with Heloísa and the jerk who had dinner with them, I almost believed I wouldn't be able to get Lizandra and Lourdes Heeren face to face. Fortunately, I still found them waiting for the valet to bring their car, and I smiled satisfied as I invited my clients to meet some special people.

She stirs up different feelings within me, which I have no idea what it is. We got to the function, and as usual, she didn't utter a word. Good, she's becoming more and more obedient now. I'm supposed to be glad, but I low-key don't like it. I liked the loud, arrogant Elena better. “Oh, hey Eddie. Who's this?” Venetia appeared out of nowhere. “I don't think I'm obligated to tell you that.” She laughed sarcastically and diverted her gaze to the girl beside me. “Wow, so serious. Welcome, I'm Venetia.” She said as she shook Elena.

The hatred in Zenovia's eyes burned like flames in the darkness. She pulled out her phone and transferred $45,000 to the person at the top of her list. "When I wake up tomorrow morning, I want to see Hestia ruined!" * Hesper had a good night's sleep. When she opened her eyes, something happened on the internet again. The previously suppressed negative news had resurfaced and the backlash was even more intense than before.

The second applicant went in with grace and confidence and sat in the chair in front of me. “Please do introduce yourself and tell me why you want to become my private secretary,” I said while examining her. Knows how to use collorettes. Have soft fingers and skin, obviously in high maintenance. Based on her scent, she had been marked. She had that striking elegance, so I suppose a mate of a second-rank beta, which made her a second-ranked beta as well. “Greetings, Luna Aera. I am Venice Gusev, a mate to second-ranked beta Jakob Gusev. I wished to be your private secretary because...”

She couldn't help but suspect that Kevin took pleasure in witnessing his company's competitors crumble, paving the way for Autoekomsten to seize a monopoly in the industry. Kevin's eyes widened in surprise as he listened to his staff's story. The realization hit him like a sudden gust of wind. He had no inkling that Vanya was once the daughter of a prominent figure, someone who was no longer alive. Moved by empathy, Kevin inched closer to Vanya, his expression filled with sympathy. "That must have been truly devastating, Vanya," he murmured softly.

she questioned getting up from her seat to get a mug for me. “ nothing really just that she has a bad past” I tell her taking the mug to pour some coffee into it “ Hmm well you should wait and let her tell you dear. But I’m telling you right now, don’t let her out of your sight. Especially since you’ve opened your big mouth” she sighed “ Okay can you tell me something? Because you obviously know more than what you are saying” I huffed “ Let her tell you. Venessa is just telling you that you need to be careful, son . Charlotte is a special girl.” Grandpa groans in pain as he gets up off the chair holding his back