Vera Monster Prom Novels & Stories

“Theo likes you.” “Theo likes everybody. That child would probably befriend a serial killer.” A small laugh escaped my lips before I covered my mouth quickly. Vanessa clicked her tongue dramatically. “And who’s feeding us, huh? Because I barely have enough money to feed myself.” “You literally spend your salary on smoke and tequila.” “And whose business is that?” “You’re unbelievable.” “No, you are.” She grumbled. “I swear if this child starts calling me mommy, I’m billing you.”

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

The street lights flickered past, Luca’s jaw locked, his eyes forward, his hands trembling on his gun. Noa’s phone buzzed. Unknown number. A message. Got your monster. Try and take him. -D. The van swerved as Noa’s scream split the night.

gasped the arriving guests and the young women who filled the room. "Isn't she Beta Blake's daughter? She is so beautiful. Do you think she will become the next Luna of the White Hills Pack? She will make a perfect Luna," the gentle murmuring of the guests echoed in the ballroom, and Veronica smiled as she wore a tiny purple mask around her face. It was easy to recognize her as she let down her blonde hair to fall behind her back like she was a princess. She walked majestically in her striking purple shoes, drawing the eyes of the guests. Until my mother and Alpha David arrived, then the guests gasped in awe.

"Hi there, Darling! Could you explain the difference between the training zones for us?" The Dark Elf pauses. Deep purple eyes sweep over me, then over Arlo. Her gaze briefly catches on the silver Freshman badges pinned to our jackets. This is Vera. And she immediately recognizes us. We are the two gate-crashing rookies who just caused a massive earthquake on the forums and pissed off the War God. Vera's eyes narrow slightly. I clearly don't look like a terrifying Death God to her. I look like a smiling, pint-sized scammer. "The Free Zone is on basement level one," Vera says, her voice chillingly efficient, like she'd rather shoot me than speak to me. "It has basic physical conditioning equi

The sentinels exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond. Just then, a figure emerged from the shadows behind the sentinels. It was Aradmus, the vampire lord, who had sensed the intrusion. His piercing gaze locked onto Veronica, and a sly grin spread across his face. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "A brave werewolf is trespassing in my domain. How delightful." Veronica knew she had to choose her words carefully. "I have no quarrel with you," she replied, her voice unwavering. "I am here for my husband, and I won't leave without him."

A scream pierces my ears. Holly. She lays over Jake’s bleeding body. A blonde vampire stands over her, ready to drill her talons into her body. I start to run towards her, only to be cut off by a bloodsucker. His right fist lands on my jaw. Vera’s instincts take over before mine do, forcing a shift. She jumps onto his body, using it to propel towards our friends.. She grabs the vampire's long, pale strands in her mouth. Yanking with all her strength until the woman drops dead where she stood. Her head rolls near Jake’s side. Vera nudges Holly to get up and get both of them to safety. We watch them walk towards the tent. I hope they’re okay.

Now, he begged him just for that stubborn woman. "Damn it! It's all because of that woman, who dared to laugh and mocked me! She should be taught a lesson!" Jaxon's eyes burst out with a stern light, and his fingers quickly moved on the remote control to adjust the hidden monitors installed in various parts of the forest to follow Veronica. In the picture, Veronica walked forward with no expression, step by step, with long hair scattered on her shoulders. The branches and leaves are floating around her like ripples, which makes her as pure as an elf.

Also, she will always be grateful to him. "She should have thought of that before coming here," a customer said in anger. At this point, the green pearl was struggling to take over, and Emily hated that she was not with her brown leather scarf. Should she lose control, everyone would see that she is the monster that the pack is looking for. "Yes, I could tell that she has been looking for a means to escape without having to pay," another concurred. "Sir... sir... kind mister, I promise to pay by the end of the month. I will receive my paycheck, and I will bring it over immediately," she pleaded in tears.

“Who calls my name so boldly?” “So, you are her then? Yahaira?” Vera asked. “You called me by a name you weren’t sure I’d respond to?” the woman asked her. “The name is coming up a lot, and there’s always monsters involved. They even called your name,” Vera told her. The woman pulled a face. “Monsters.” “Yes, monsters. We don’t know where they come from, but there’s monsters everywhere. They’re fast, and they’re killing other species,” Vera explained.