Vera Foxx Novels & Stories

“What’s your name?” “Ve… Vera, madam,” she stammered. “Vera is no name,” Camille chuckled, stopping directly in front of her. “What’s your last name?” Vera looked up hesitantly. Her fearful eyes met Camille’s. “I’m Vera Roberts.” Camille smirked. “Roberts? Sounds like a name straight from the gutters. Am I right?” Vera nodded in fear, and Camille continued taunting her. “And do you know what my last name is, Vera?”

She fanned herself dramatically, eyes wide and girly. I raised an eyebrow, confused by the sudden switch—until I felt that intense stare on my back. Massimo was coming. My body reacted instantly, the love egg inside me and the memory of his touch making my skin tingle. “Bye, friend,” Vera said loudly, giving Massimo a flirty look. “God, he’s so handsome.” She fanned herself again, let out a happy girly laugh, and practically skipped away. I fought hard not to roll my eyes. Vera was a top assassin who could bring any man to his knees. She was smooth, sly, and left no traces. Perfect for what we needed. But right now, I had bigger problems.

Instead, the entire atmosphere of the center was hijacked by one thing-rumors. They started quietly as whispers between two assistants in the corner near the elevators. "Did you hear? Veronica's back." "Back? You mean-after everything?" "Yes. Not just back. She's going to start in a new film." A pause. Then, a scandalized whisper. "And not just with anyone. With Rachael. The one known as Miss Vixen. " The people nearby were shocked at the news. Was this some kind of joke? By the time Cassie stepped into the lobby from the training wing, the whispers had already grown into something else entirely.

I thugged on Julius's arms and it well got her attention "Oh sorry I don't think we have met My name is Vera Chrysanthos as in Julius's wife" She accepted my handshake with a forced smile on her face that any one could see from miles away and I mirrored her gesture "Julius you didn't tell me you liked red heads I would have died my hair" Was this Barbie being serious I thugged Julius's arm pulling him away with me as I shouted back to her "Sorry we have to go. You too will catch up much later! "

Zoey’s POV "What are you saying?" I spoke, not wanting to believe what I had just heard. "Madam Vera is dead," she announced, sobbing loudly. "How... how..." I stammered, my voice trembling. "Mr. Johnson pushed her down the stairs during an argument," Venita, Vera’s maid, spoke, and my heart seized in my chest. "No, no, tell me it's not true," I cried out, my voice breaking as I vigorously shook my head. It can't be true. I talked to her just yesterday morning, and now she's gone. "Tell me you are lying," I pleaded with Venita over the phone, hoping she would laugh and tell me it's a prank played by Vera. But she didn't. Instead, she sobbed loudly on the phone. "Ma'am, she is gone," she crie

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

I whispered. "Yeah. The snake. She was sitting in the parlor, drinking tea with Elara, looking like the Queen of England. She didn't even acknowledge me. But I saw the look, Nova. The total, smug victory. That woman hates you." "She won, Vera," I said numbly. "She got rid of Camille, she killed my mother and Zachary with the stress, she destroyed my reputation with Killian, and she kept her spot." "She hasn't won yet," Vera corrected, pointing to the boxes. "You have your ID, your money, and your mind. We figure out the funerals, and then we figure out the escape plan."

*** Rouges apartment *** ***Cain *** Vera couldn’t stop grinning as she talked. Just the way I liked my scouts when they had good news. “They’re cracking,” she said, pressing over the table. Her lips curled at the edges like she was savoring the words. “Sasha’s was touched. The entire match, she was tracking the field like she expected something to jump out at her. Girl’s got instincts. Sharp ones.” I chuckled under my breath. “And Kael?”

, He asked me getting straight to point in next question making me snap my head suddenly towards him, I am Sure I will choke If I am having soup now. "Yes, I am divorcee and what about you, got to know you are dating some Italian model named Aria Diaz, and cheated on your wife Mrs.Anna before she died,is it true??", I asked him which in result made him to take sharp breathe and he seemed uncomfortable by my question, two can play the game, Mr.Xavier Thompson I thought.