Vera Claythorne Quotes Novels & Stories

“Sometimes people can surprise you, Cloe. Maybe Verity is one of those people.” “Nice try,” she said, and put her hand on mine. “I appreciate the sentiment, and the psycho-analysis, but those people are toxic, and I’m going to come out on top, just because I can. Just because this time, in this arena, I’m better than she is.”

Her eyes glanced briefly toward the door, in the direction where Lucas had been standing earlier, then returned to look at Lilith. “It’s not just about Lucas, but about anyone who tries to get close to you,” Veronica replied softly. Lilith’s heart began to race. Noah. The name popped into her mind before she could stop it. Veronica sighed, but the smile on her face remained. “The most important thing is to never blindly believe everything you hear, Lilith. Not everything you hear, see, or believe is true. So be careful...” Lilith didn’t answer but looked at them in turn, a frown on her forehead. Lilith realized that she still harbored those doubts.

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

VERA My first thought was: bitches come to church too? Then I realised I had used a bad word right after church and sent up a prayer for forgiveness. My heart started a kind of wobbly tap dance as Freya looked right at me. Excusing herself from her company, she stalked towards me. From the look in her eyes, any interactions with her would lead to more bad words today, which was a big nope. The old lady Josh had convinced to take us in used to say that if one used too many bad words on a holy day, they would be smitten by lightening.

She laid there and stared up at the ceiling. 'And you liked that bastard. Why is your choice in men so bad, Verena? I'm sorry if it hurts but you like all the wrong men.' Verity complained. "I just said that I liked his face, Verity." Vera rolled her eyes. She was acting like she wasn't affected by Nate's words. But the darkness in her eyes was darker than any abandoned haunted house. 'I won't sit quiet unless I kick his äss.' Verity hissed just as Vera extinguished the lights in the room.

“Men go to far greater lengths to avoid what they fear than to obtain what they desire.” ― Dan Brown ---- (Mateo) “Nova... Nova is gone...” Vera’s voice was shattered, and I could see the despair in her eyes. I wanted to do something to help her, but I knew I couldn’t. “She will come back,” I whispered as I grabbed her hand in mine. Everything in me had come back alive the moment she opened her eyes.

Every time the fire dies down I think it’s over, then another wave hits harder. At some point Galeon’s voice cracks. “She’s bleeding from the chains.” “Keep them on,” Barion orders, but he sounds wrecked. Vera never leaves my side. She strokes my hair, tells me about my mother. “She was stubborn like you,” Vera murmurs, wiping sweat from my brow . “Used to say the moon was just a big night-light and she wasn’t afraid of the dark .” I laugh through tears. “Sounds like something I’d say.”

“Boundaries? Temper instinct? You sound like Vera right now.” Vera glared at him, but didn’t reply. Instead, she stood slowly, shoulders tense. “Maybe I do. Maybe you should all listen. You can’t just throw yourselves into every fight without thinking. This… this hollow courage—it’s intoxicating. But it’s also dangerous. You’ll destroy more than enemies if you’re not careful.”

Veronica closed her eyes, but opened them when her mother asked her something: -They are measuring forces. -Can they kill each other like that? Vera had asked God to forgive her, because she hoped that this would happen for her own good and that of her daughter, although she felt sorry for Maya and even for that boy. -I don't think so," she answered. After all, she didn't know much about the universe of wolves and/or vampires and, honestly, there was still a vague hope in her heart that one day her old friend Maya would return or that this would change.

"Don't let me being in this hospital trick you into thinking I'm some nun. I'll have you know one of the very first things on my list of things to do the moment I've recovered is have some good sex." "Just good?" I tease. "Fucking great sex." "Oh, Good Lord," Veronica says as she walks in. I look at Kamila, trying like hell to hold in my laughter, and see her turning the same beet red color I'm sure I am. "Oh, don't mind me. " Veronica smiles. "I was young once. I have a tattoo or two in places that you wouldn't believe." "Well, excuse me." Kamila chuckles. "Let's check this temperature, and I'll let you ladies go back to your..." She clears her throat. "Conversation."