Vera Stanhope Book 12 Novels & Stories

Vera nodded and asked him, “Young Master, I want to share your burden as well. I just don't know if you're willing to let me help you.” Charlie said, “Miss Lavor, since you have nothing else to do, let's search together. Please inform me immediately if you find anything suspicious.” “No problem!” Vera happily agreed and then took a book from the shelf, flipping through the pages carefully in search of anything that might be hidden between the pages or any notes left in the books. However, after going through many books in succession, they found nothing particularly remarkable. Just when Charlie was unsure what to do next, Vera suddenly pulled out a black file from the bookshelf. After flippi

They read aloud by the fireplace: fairy tales, poetry, the illustrated encyclopedia Mara had claimed as her favorite. One snowy evening in December, after the children were asleep, Veronica found Ethan in his study staring at his laptop screen. The light cast blue shadows across his face. “What is it?” she asked. He turned the screen toward her. An email from an unfamiliar address. Subject line: *For Your Consideration.* The message was brief. *Attached is an unpublished manuscript excerpt. Thought you might find it interesting. Best wishes.* The attachment was a P*F titled “The Cost of Secrets – Chapter One.”

I've poured my soul into AGG and am so thankful for my readers who loved Vera despite her faults, and drooled over Dane. This book will have scheduled updates until the completion of book 1. Alpha's Good Girl will then go on Hiatus until I am ready to begin updates for book 2. I'm planning to focus on Alpha's Good Girl Book 2 after the completion of Alpha Shane and The Alpha's Mistress. These books take a lot out of me, but I'm doing my best to get them completed. I get a bit attached to the characters and the story, so I tend to slow down toward the end because I'm just NOT ready for it to come to a close.

But Silas Vane had made one fatal mistake, he had underestimated the desperation of a woman who had already lost everything once. Verina moved toward the library, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs that made it difficult to breathe, she reached into the hollowed out heel of her shoe and retrieved the USB drive, the small piece of plastic feeling like a jagged blade in her palm. She knew she only had a window of about twenty minutes before the head of Silas’s security, a man named Miller who had eyes like a hawk and the soul of a machine, would perform his first physical perimeter check. She walked to the large, floor to ceiling bookshelves that lined the western wall, her

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

“You know I hate lateness. Or were you hoping to warn your houseguests I was coming?” “I doubt they frighten easily.” Vera turned back to Anya, smile poised but empty. “And this must be… the addition.” Anya extended a hand. “Anya Petrova.” Vera didn’t shake it. Instead, she looked down at Zoe. “And the heiress to the second complication, I presume.” Zoe blinked. “I don’t know what that means.” Vera crouched slightly, maintaining perfect posture even in motion. “It means you’re a very… surprising little girl.”

She had gone through the memories of the book enough to understand the desperation, the stupid plan, the sister who should have been in that room instead of her, and the trap that had turned into something much bigger than anyone expected. The original Vera had been scared, cornered, jealous, hungry for a way out, and stupid enough to believe one dangerous plan could give her a future. Vera understood desperation. She had lived beside it long enough to know how easily it could make a person reach for the wrong door. But understanding did not mean she planned to confess anything.

“Now I get to choose it again.” Sophia leaned against him. For a moment everything was peaceful. Then Seraphina came running toward them. “Mummy!” Sophia turned. “What happened?” Seraphina held out a small black book. “I found this in the old library.” Sophia frowned. “What book?” Seraphina opened it. The first page was blank. The second was blank. The third was blank. Then letters began appearing. Slowly. One by one. THE STORY OF SOPHIA IS OVER.

The only thing which separated it from the woods which was a few meters away was the boundary wires that looked like thorns, sharp enough to cut whoever tried to pass through. Although I remember Vera talking about it being guarded by mountain ash also. That way, any rival was forbidden from sneaking in. “What are you hiding?” Vera asked, and walked over to see before sitting. “You don't need to bother yourself. I wasn't hiding it.” I said with a deep sigh escaping my lips while I looked away from her as she picked up the book. “Oh, my!” She gasped loudly, almost screaming. I turned to face her only to see her eyes widened as she kept staring at the book she had picked up. Her hands were ove

She spoke again, only this time, the moment her words left her lips, everything seemed to freeze. “And here I am, about to tell you some good news… I have new intel on Verek, the leader of the rogues, the man you’ve been searching for these past two years.” As soon as she said this, the air shifted. The book in my hand slipped to the ground. Claude’s eyes snapped open, his expression hardening, and Lucien’s gaze locked on Verya, narrowing as he stared at her. Almost instantly, Verya’s smile widened. She drained the wine in her glass before resting her head on her hand.