Vera Claythorne Quotes Novels & Stories

She leaned towards her, running her fingers along her arm and Cassandra raised her hand, tracing her thumb across her lips, “And I know exactly the kind of woman that you are.” Veronica closed her eyes, holding her breath when the doctor leaned forward, her mouth grazing her ear, “Clever.” She whispered, “Thoughtful.” She laced her hands in her golden blonde hair, yanking it down, making her tilt her head up as she hovered her mouth above her neck, “And remarkable.”

NTHMUMEYSACHR Violet smirked. She turned her head and looked around. Her gaze landed on the chrysanthemums that were lying on the feet of Jesus. She walked towards it and held the chrysanthemums in her hand. A white card was tied with a brown string on the flowers' stem. A quote was printed on the card. Where there is no belief, there is no blasphemy. -Salman Rushdie "Montenaro, do you remember Siobhan Clarke?" Violet asked Eric.

Brent When life your life flashes before your eyes ; you want to make sure you have no regrets when you think its about to end. Clara always used to say something that had always stuck with me , even when I look back now she had a point. Before I asked her to marry me , she got caught in the crossfire of a war she didn't start and I felt guilty for putting her in a situation she shouldn't have gone through. Her forgiving and understanding nature has always been the reason I kept trying to be a better man . She always said ; there can be no regrets, all you need to say is lesson learned, I understand now and thank you .She's always thinks I don't trust her .Fact is I do. She's always been my

she replied, striving to keep her voice steady, “but I need to trust my instincts here. I’ve poured my heart into these ideas.” For just a heartbeat, Veronica’s smile faltered, revealing a flicker of irritation behind her eyes. “Fine, but don’t come crying to me when the gala rolls around and it falls flat. People will remember those who dared to be different, not those who played it safe.” As the meeting dragged on, Sophia found herself sinking deeper into a quagmire of self-doubt. Each suggestion from Veronica felt like a cleverly disguised dart, expertly aimed to chip away at her vision. With every word, it was as if her confidence was slowly melting away like ice on a hot summer day.

Vera walked to him and sat close to him, watching his handsome face. "How can someone sleep so handsomely?" Vera asked. Vera's friends, Nora and Mabel came to meet her there. "Vera?" Nora called. "Sshh" Vera hushed her. "You might wake him... Gosh," Vera said. "I wonder why you are head over heels for an unserious vampire" Mabel shook her head. "Not your business, witch," Vera said. "Thanks for the compliment. I'm a witch after all... And the right word now is sorceress, got that? I'm a sorceress" Mabel chuckled.

She leaned closer. "Are you afraid, Clara?" Clara wanted to decline. Clara wanted to sound courageous.. However, she was afraid. "Yes," she muttered. Vera smiled again, kinder this time. "Excellent. You are still sane if you feel afraid. People who lack fear turn into monsters. She took a step back and spoke to the assembly. "This is Clara Reyes. Last of the Silverblood line. She has joined us willingly. She is under my protection. I will hold anyone who hurts her accountable.

The door swung open, revealing Claire, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and wariness. Velma's voice, tinged with venom, pierced the silence. "You think you're so special, don't you?" she hissed, her words laced with a toxic blend of anger and resentment. "Well, let me make this clear, Claire. If you know what's good for you, you'll back off and let me have what is rightfully mine."

Silencing her for ever. Anger crashes over me. I don’t care for Verity, I hardly know and based on the stories Liberty and Madeline told about Viera and Verity I’m not missing much. I’ve known for a long time that Harltey was a cold hearted coward but to see him use someone as a human shield is next level cowardice.

Veronica answered her question with just a small nod, before hugging her arms to hide her fear. Perhaps we will be safe, Vero. Or perhaps, we will die in this place, she mumbled to herself, suppressing the doubts she felt deep in her heart. Her eyes fixated on Veronica while she let out a long sigh. And to tell you the truth, I do not have any ideas about which one will come true, Vero ... ***

“You know, Lydia, I thought you were shameless before. But seeing you like this? I almost feel embarrassed on your behalf.” “Embarrassed?” Veronica scoffed, uncrossing her arms. “No, Raf. This is karma. And frankly, it’s overdue.” Lydia tried to push herself up on her elbows, her voice weak and broken. The group was even shocked that she still had the energy to speak. “You’re… you’re all monsters. This... this is inhumane!”