Vera Monster Prom Novels & Stories

Back in the city, Vera was curled up with her tablet at the small new studio she’d bought, quiet and filled with light, tucked into a peaceful corner of the city skyline. Her deliveries were arriving one by one, her workspace slowly coming to life. She hadn’t heard from Asher since he landed. But she wasn’t worried. She had no idea that he wasn’t just working a crisis. He was the target of one. The soft hum of the delivery drone buzzed outside Vera’s newly bought studio as the final package arrived, a slim, heavy box that contained the last piece of her animation monitor setup. She signed for it quickly and brought it in, gently placing it on the long, clean white desk she had positioned to

With a deep sense of disappointment in her stomach, Veronica began to transform into a reptile-like monster with red burning skin and green hissing eyes. “I can’t take no for an answer, “Veronica said as she was fully transformed into her new monstrous form. Terrified of her ex-girlfriends’ transformation, June ran as far as she could hoping to reach the exit of the library. But Veronica pulled out a school locker out of the wall with her tail and threw it towards the exit, keeping June trapped within the library. “You will be mine,” Veronica said in her monstrous voice. “Whoa and I thought guys were pushy,” June said as she gestured her fingers to defend herself.

' Veronica continuously thought to herself. Monica could finally breathe in the Norman Villa. With Veronica taken care of, she enjoyed her peace. She would return home from work and go for a swim whenever she wanted, spend time in the sauna, exercise in the gym or walk around the garden. She would also speak with Sly on video call before sleeping.

I didn't want to give her a chance to run. I reached out and grabbed her by the collar of her dress. I lifted her just enough off the ground to show her my strength, and then I slammed her down on the floor beside Cora. She hit the ground with a loud cry and a groan. She curled inward, clutching her side as she lay there. A heavy silence fell over the hallway. Vera was the only one left standing. She was staring at me with her mouth open and her eyes wide with terror. She looked at my hands and then back at my face. “Beast,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Stay away from me! You are a monster!”

Busted. I stared at my phone, suddenly wondering if I had gone too far. He looked… annoyed. Just as I hesitated, a new message popped up from Liam. It was a sticker—a cartoon puppy in a yellow hat, eagerly nodding over a water bowl, and above its head were two bold words: "Mm-hmm!" I froze. A bold thought suddenly struck me— was Liam seriously searching for a cute sticker to send me just now? The very next message confirmed my suspicion.

Tonight, even that promise is breaking. The tremors started small—vibrations in the air, dust sifting down from the ceiling—but they’ve grown into something alive, rhythmic, echoing like the heartbeat of a monster buried deep beneath us. Every pulse carries heat, a wave of energy that makes the torches gutter and Damon flinch. “Mommy?” he whispers, his small hand tightening around mine. His voice shakes, but he’s trying to be brave. “Why’s the ground angry?” Vera scans the darkness ahead, her blade already drawn, eyes glowing as if she were a wolf. Maybe she's starting to be one since her mate is a wolf. “That’s not the ground, pup,” she mutters. “That’s your father.”

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

Madonna had said something earlier that piqued her interest. “Hey! What did you said?” With all her efforts, Veronica tried to crawl going to the metal bars. But the chains stopped her. She cursed in frustration and slumped on the floor. “What did I say?” Madonna kept a good conversation with Veronic because she wanted information about Bresmont and the alpha. She heard many stories about the alpha of Bresmont. Her eyebrows arched as she stared at Veronica's ugly features. “You said earlier that the damn witch will come back to her to regain her energy, What do you mean by that?”

"You love this monster." "I do. And I love you more than yesterday." Veronica laughed out loud. "Can we buy something…" She looked at the 7-Eleven. "Yeah. What do you want to buy?" He asked as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "I saw on the counter that they have this durex play—vibrator. Let's buy it." Tony stopped and was stunned for a while. They are just done from their quickie and now, she is stirring him up again.

Eva noticed their movements from the corner of her eyes and seeing that Coralis and Veronica had it under control, she paused to look at them. “Are you the mayor’s son and his neighbour?” “Yes. Who are you?” said the woman, in a raspy voice. “We’re your rescue party.” “They are monsters.” “Yes, no more monsters now,” said Eva as her friends beheaded the last two. “Have they done anything to you two?” said Coralis, holding a blood-covered sword in her left hand and a vampire head in her other hand. Both prisoners showed them their wrists and necks, and several vampire bites could be seen. Veronica cursed.