روايات وقصص ضمن Veronica And Vanessa Merrell

Chapter 2 He looks so good……..she thought. Vanessa was smiling back at him, “Nice to meet you, Gilmore” she responded. And just then, Stephanie came whispered a few words in her ears and she had to excuse herself from the men. Vanessa Jones was a 24 year old belle. Pretty, smart, and hardworking. She worked with one of the top marketing firms in the city, BrightRidge Strategies, where she quickly rose through the ranks due to her sharp instincts, and creative flair. Known for her poise and professionalism, Vanessa had a natural charm that drew people in—even those like Gilmore, who was very hard to impress.

She said, and Genelia smiled on the other side. “Great, thanks!” She said and ended the call. Veronica put the phone back on the nightstand and stepped down from the bed in her skimpy nightdress, falling up to her knees, and walking to the window. She didn’t feel like interacting with people. A lot of things were going on inside of her, a lot of things were going on in her life. She just wanted to stay around people she could trust. But for some unknown reason, she couldn’t decline when Genelia requested her.

We heard a nosy, irritating female voice coming from behind us. When Veronica and I turned around, we saw Vanessa walking our way. She was wearing a fitted, aquamarine, knee-length cocktail dress with her hair pulled up in a neat, perfectly styled bun. As she walked closer, the chamberlain bowed down as if she was his queen. Well, I had no doubt that he was working for her more than he was working for Augustus. "Hello, Vanessa," I greeted her, forming my lips into a polite grin. "This lovely lady standing next to me is my wedding planner, Veronica. As you can see, we are trying to set up the area for the aisle and the rest of the venue."

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

Meredith said before leaving the library and leaving the other witches to voice their questions among one another. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica sat naked on her tile floor as the shower overhead released water than dripped from her head and down to the floor beneath her. Her mind spun as she thought about all the images that had passed through her mind in the last few hours. More and more memories were coming back to her in waves. Her romance with James and the sting of his betrayal hurt as though it had just happened the day before. Veronica took deep breaths to control the anger that was figh

”I- I came to save the King, I thought-” my eyes fluttered and I bit back the tears. ”-I thought he was gonna die,” Meredith shook her head. ”Why?” ”Vanessa got a mind-link,” I looked into Merediths' saddened eyes which suddenly had pecks of yellow in them. Her brows hunched forward and a crease formed on her forehead. ”Sweetheart, only werewolves get mind-links,” I held my breath for a second and then looked at her in shock. ”Yeah?” I said and wondered what on earth she was getting at. Vanessa was a werewolf, just like they were.

Lily said. "Don't think about it too much. She will come to realize sooner that none of these belonged to her." Although Melissa pretended to care about Maya on the surface, when they were alone in private, she will always bully her and say all the nasty words she could think of. … Mark was with his beta at this time as he inspected his pack.

Probably in a better position than she would be trying to get with me. Instead of arguing, she turned quickly and disappeared through the crowd. And as I turned my gaze back to the dance floor, I realized that Brady and Vanessa had disappeared. My eyes searched over the crowds frantically as I tried to find her. I knew what kind of person Brady was, and if he thought he was going to be fucking her tonight, he was sadly mistaken. Vanessa was mine, and by the end of the night, both would know who they were fucking with. Others may have been down to share, but not me.

More exciting that way, right? "You'll always be there for me, won't you?" Callum's answer came next, gentle and certain. "Always. I'm your backup plan." As the audio played, photos and screenshots began appearing across the screen one after another. Mara's posts flashed by: her captions, secret stories, the white wedding dress, her getaway with Callum to Veyra Falls, and every vicious word she'd written about me. Mara's face went pale. She screamed and bolted for the control booth, frantically ordering someone to shut it all down.

production office, Vincent Marr sat on a borrowed couch, sweat glistening at his temples, nervously checking his phone. Veronica loomed above him, dressed in a blood-red wrap dress like she’d walked off a set she still thought she owned. “You did well,” she said, voice honeyed with venom. Vincent nodded too quickly. “So, uh… about the check…” Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s coming. Just keep your mouth shut. You don’t want Celeste’s fans digging up your little collection of ex-girlfriends, do you?” He paled. “Didn’t think so.”