Novelas y relatos de Veronica Case

I swallowed hard “Thank you, Mr. Cross. I’m Veronica Harper. I run a small bakery in Atlanta—I started it five years ago, and I’ve been building it bit by bit. It really means a lot to be recognized here tonight.” I gave a quick, awkward bow and stepped down as fast as I could. Polite applause followed. I slipped out of the hot suffocating room to a balcony I spotted. I gripped the railing: took in a deep breath and exhaled. “Why’s this always happening to me.?” Two hundred thousand dollars? From him. This had to be a trap. How had my name even come out of that jar? It didn’t make sense. “Veronica.” His voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. I turned.

Veronica snapped sharply at him. But he ignored her and went on taunting her softly. “What exactly are you trying to do, Ronnie? Compete with Vicky? You can’t. You don’t have the right type of... assets.” Furious with him, and with herself because his taunting remarks weren’t just making her angry, they were hurting her badly as well, Veronica exploded into angry self-defense. “If by ‘the right type of assets’ you mean I don’t use my womanhood, my sexuality, as some kind of... of cheap means of attracting men, then I’m glad to say that I don’t,” she agreed.

She was probably mad at her mom for letting me stay here with them, but I knew Claudia wouldn’t change her mind, she was pulled in too deep and that is exactly what I needed I kept listening to Veronica argue with her mom and then the argument stopped. I heard footsteps in the corridor, and they stopped in my room. I looked towards the door and saw Veronica standing close to the door frame and glaring at me. “Don’t you dare think I'm buying this whole ‘engaged to my mom’ act” he crossed her arms, her voice sharp with accusation “I know you are here because of her money, and you don't even care about her” “Oh, come on, Veronica,” I said with a teasing smile. “Isn’t that a bit harsh? You don’t

Veronica: Fine, you also have to meet my parents, I'll set a date. Sounds fair to me. Me: Alright… And you shouldn't pay attention to the media, they talk a lot of trash. Veronica: Too late for that, I already did, your fans are brutal by the way. Me: Sorry about that. Veronica: I won’t be going to work tomorrow. Me: A smart decision. Veronica: Yeah… ahn... Goodnight. I wanted us to get to know each other more. I wanted to also know how she felt with all this if she was alright after talking to her family. That must have been hard.

I could feel my beast wanting to get out to rip his throat out just for the comment "Then they will all die" i growled out angrily, just the thought of losing my mate was enough to send me over the edge "Pfft trust me we are on the same page i just wanted to make sure" Jonathan said with his hands in the air to calm me. I begin filling Jonathan in on all the details that veronica gave me and also some suspicions that i have of my own, i could tell he was just as shocked as me but of course he was just as excited about veronica being like me or maybe just as powerful. My mate was strong

I reassured her. Veronica looked surprised and confused. "Wound? What happened? I don't remember much." "It's alright," I said gently, not wanting to overwhelm her. "You were injured during the battle with the vampire king's henchmen. But the doctor is here now, and you'll be fine. Just focus on getting better." As the minutes passed, Veronica's memory seemed to return, and her expression turned from confusion to realization. "The vampire king... he threatened us, didn't he? And you agreed to his demands to protect us," she said, her eyes welling up with tears.

Yuna had been their lookout to make sure no students or teachers caught them. Veronica's heart ached and throbbed upon hearing all this. She had stopped in front of the classroom door, planning to grab her wallet from inside. However, upon overhearing Bianca and Yuna's conversation, she immediately canceled her intention to enter the classroom. The thought of her husband being fantasized about by another woman was unbearable. When campus hours arrived, Veronica received an assignment to summarize all the teaching materials from a particular lecturer and had to submit it today. "Finally done," Veronica sighed, closing her laptop in front of her. She quickly packe

Even this child would never compete with the one he lost—or the one he swore Hannah owed him. He’d never see me. Not fully. Not the way I wanted. So I stopped waiting for him to. ********************************** In my room, I locked the door and spread my laptop across the vanity. Headlines glowed back at me, each one worse than the last. Mancini Matriarch Caught in Fertility Scandal. Veronica’s Fall from Grace. Comment sections filled with words like karma, guilty, lies. Not once did I see my name. Not yet. But silence is temporary. Once Veronica burned out, the spotlight would swing, and I’d be next.

Lilith handed them a photo and introduced, "Her name is Veronica, and she lived in Darlin, here in the United States, and was murdered in a homicide case ten years ago, and the killer gruesomely dismembered her body, but they never found the body, and what you need to do is to find the killer or desecrate her body. I've also compiled all the information I could find about her, so you can take a look now." Lilith then opened her laptop to show the information about Veronica. Liana and Edward thought Veronica would have a complicated background, but to their surprise, she was a simple and ordinary woman, and the only noteworthy thing was that she was raped and gave birth to a child. However, h

“It might be associated with the office.” “I thought you had taken the day off?” I answered the phone and, seeing Jared's name, sighed. "It's important." She stepped back, her chin rising imperceptibly. "I'll give you a moment." "Stay," I asked. She stayed. I swiped to answer. “Jared.” "You have to look at this," he said, jumping right in. What's happening here? “Veronica is moving, but quietly. She's trying to buy private stock in shell buyers. We found out too late, unfortunately.”