Vera Foxx Novels & Stories

In the kitchen, I shoved a piece of toast in my mouth as I skimmed through my phone. My heart stopped when I saw a new video released by Victoria. The capthon read: "About Vera, my experience working with her." Victoria’s face filling the screen in a shaky selfie video. A loose strand of hair stuck to her damp cheek as if she’d been crying. In a trembling voice, she started: "We’ve all seen Vera Calloway’s interview circling the internet. I’m not sure if it’s true, but as her co-worker, I have to share my honest opinion… I have to expose the truth."

And I intend to make the most of it. Vera was one of the new housemaids; she was an Mexican girl 22 and very beautiful. Her hair was long shining black in colour, her eyes dark brown, so dark when she looked at you; you felt it in your core. Her eyelashes long were always plumped up by makeup. He lips were always covered in the wet look lipstick which always grabbed my attention. Like all 22-year-olds she was firm and dam right sexy. Not a stick figure by any means but her curves even in her maid uniform shone through.

Her eyes were sharp, like she was searching for someone. Rosa greeted her, but the woman looked straight at me. "Are you Sera?" she asked. I tensed. "Who are you?" She walked closer and extended her hand. "My name is Veronica Hale. I'm a freelance journalist. I used to write for the Washington Post, but now I run my own online media outlet." "What do you want with me?" Veronica didn't take offense. She lowered her hand and pulled a business card from her blazer pocket. "I know who you are. I know about Gabriel Bloodfang, and I know about the trial that turned your life into hell."

“Joseph, what are you planning? What do you mean by having your lawyer say those things to me? Do you think fake medical records and a fake death certificate will make me feel sorry for you? I’m telling you, the more you do this, the more I despise you. Where are you? Get back here right now.” I expected her reaction. I lowered my gaze and spoke calmly. “They aren’t fake. The medical record is real, and my mother died for real. She died at home because she had no miracle drug for a month, and I didn’t even see her before she passed. I have advanced leukemia, and the hospital that diagnosed me is in the city center. If you don’t believe me, you can send someone to check. My only request now i

"Emma! Come down here right now! You're making a scene!" I didn't look at him. Veronica kept talking and getting louder. "She's nobody! Just some woman who married rich and thought she could steal my life! I'm the real Evangeline! I have proof! I have contracts! I have witnesses! I have everything!" Some people in the crowd nodded. They looked like they believed her. "Look at her!" Veronica pointed at me. "Look at her cheap dress! Her cheap shoes! Does she look like a world famous designer? No! She looks like... like..."

"Then why hasn't anyone—" "As for Vera," the Beta talked over her, "she used the excuse of 'helping' to stick her nose into everything. Probably lined her own pockets while she was at it." Riley whipped around to face Harrison. "Look at her." She gestured at me, head to toe. "I saw Sasha this morning. Dripping in jewelry. Now look at your wife." Her voice dropped. "Have you bought Vera a single thing in over a year of marriage?" The Beta scoffed. "Sasha is the daughter of an Alpha. She was born noble. Don't compare her to—"

But to her surprise, all his men, apart from Danny, the man next to him, and the doctor, turned their guns and pointed them towards her. “What? Are you guys crazy?” She asked. Two police officers walked towards her. “You never expected this, right, Vera. Did you?” They asked. Vera burst out laughing. It was crazy laughter. “You guys were sent over by Finn, weren't you?” She asked. She hadn't thought that Finn would know her game even before she began it. “Vera, you are under arrest for the murder of Mrs. Keila Truckson and attempted kidnapping,” the police officer said as she arrested her.

i have an updated list nelson_00z: no jackson101: nope nelson_00z: srsly vera watch ghost stuff alone zzz nelson_00z: you know im not great with screams on screen jackson101: same here nelson_00z: how about some comedy? ladyvera: not my area of expertise jackson101: adam sandler films? jackson101: i like that guy.. nelson_00z: oooh!! i like that. i love him too ladyvera: sure, i guess

When the burly man heard Vera say that she wanted to meet their master, he instantly frowned and asked coldly, “Who are you?!” Vera said indifferently, “I already told you, I’m Vera Lavor. You don’t need to ask me so many questions. I know that this place is heavily guarded, and I know that there are an unknown number of guns aiming at me from every direction. I’m just here today to pay a visit, so you only need to pass the message on, and your master will naturally come out to meet me in person.”

It was Vera's first time seeing Anamika, she has only heard about her. The woman who is the mafia of the corporate world, she can turn anyone into dust with the snap of her finger. Vera's eyes roamed on her, she has tattoos all over her body and it definitely makes her look bold and confident. "Who's this new Doctor?... Where is Dr. Karl?" She asked and Vera gulped. "Dr. Karl is on his way... Meet Dr. Veronica, she is an excellent doctor and has more experience than Dr. Karl... I thought we should get her consultation on Mr. Dominick's health... We will be benefited by her expertise."