Veronica Fox Author Novels & Stories

In the afternoon, Stephanie and Veronica was watching a movie while Ryan was upstairs taking a nap, he did make sure they continue from where they stopped after he brought her breakfast "so, have Felix try calling you" Veronica asked twisting her body to face Stephanie "Am not picking his calls, I can never forgive him" she replied "I never meet him before, so I don't know what to say" "trust me, the look can be deceiving, he is very pretentious and cunny," she said

The scent of danger was thick in the air, intertwining with my despair. As Axford vanished from sight, the other werewolves closed in on me, their menacing presence growing by the second. I shifted backward, dragging my body along the cold floor, knowing there was no way for me to stand and flee. Veronica's voice filled the space once more, taunting and mocking. "Oh, my my, dirty maid. Had you only listened and gone home, none of this would have transpired. Now, I believe you are ready to face your downfall," laughter erupted from Veronica and her female comrades, as they reveled in this spectacle, reveling in my imminent demise.

com Attached: One audio file. Ava hesitated for less than a second before hitting play. What she heard nearly made her drop her phone. “…this isn’t about business, Ben. You’re crossing lines—lines that’ll burn you eventually.” Veronica’s voice. “You think I care about lines? I’ve buried better men than Dominic Steele. If I have to ruin a five-year-old to win, so be it.” “He’s a child!” Veronica hissed. “And children grow into enemies,” Maddox growled. “I’m not leaving loose ends.”

Lynexia returned to her plate and picked at her food. “So, Lynexia, what do you think of your new home?” Xander questioned. “Its nice.” she responded not looking up. “How did you sleep?” Ginger questioned. “Fine, I guess.” the young girl shrugged. “How did you spend your day?” the older woman asked. “I looked around the apartment, took a nap, and read a couple of books.” Lynexia explained. “Oh, what books did you read?” Ginger perked up. “Well, I actually found a set of books that said they were published right here. The author was listed as Selinas Astrea.” Lynexia responded. “A very good writer. They tell great stories that keep the legends of wolves through the generations.” Xander states

Her work was varied and fascinating, and barely left her with any time to draw breath, never mind for any personal relationships with members of the opposite sex, but that didn’t worry Veronica. So far, what she had learned from her experiences with men was that she was a particularly poor judge of the breed. First, there had been her revoltingly humiliating teenage crush on Sasha Neville-Talbott and his rejection of her. Then there had been the appalling danger she had put herself and her family in with her foolish involvement with Wayne.

Xavier stepped in, looking at the scene, and the three of us waited for Veronica to get over with her chanting a spell. "I feel energetic," Sia muttered as Veronica let go of her hand. She looked weak, and I helped her sit on the couch. I handed her water, and Veronica watched as she drank it. "What magic did you use?" Sia asked Veronica. "I just strengthened your wolf to fight the disease," Veronica said with a heavy breath. "May I have a moment, ladies and gentlemen?" Xavier asked, holding a vintage-looking diary. We all looked at him, and Sia's eyes widened as if she knew the journal.

"Does that bother you?" "Nope," I pressed my fingers to my lips thoughtfully. "You're older than my step-dad. I find it kind of funny for some reason." Yeah, because you are being pervy with the vampire sitting across from you, and he has no idea. *Want new stories? Check out face.book Author Veronica Fox for the group page!*

For weeks I had forgotten about anything sexual need but here he was, just minutes into being caged by him, I was feeling stong pleasure, desire for him. "Veronica will scent a female off you." My voice was small as I struggled to lean away from his hold. "You should think about that instead. Don't make Veronica suspicious. Ferris and Gregory are good people." Veronica is a mad woman. She didn't think before acting. She thought of what she wanted and got it done, no matter the consequences. If killing every soul in this kingdom is what it requires for her to be with Adrian, she sure as hell will do it without regret.

Alice The bar’s atmosphere was a blend of quiet jazz and whispered ambition. Shadows clung to the velvet booths, hiding secrets in their folds. Alice Florence adjusted her dress, lifting her martini glass as she studied the woman opposite her. Veronica Duval was not merely beautiful. She was a weapon, polished and deadly, wrapped in couture. Recently returned from Geneva, Veronica brought a storm of curiosity and influence. A shareholder in the Anderson-Hidalgo venture, her opinion could sway investors like the tide.

Veronica already knew about that yet still she wanted to hear it again. "We both were in the paranormal stuff since the beginning. She studied paranormal activities and so did I. She was really an expert at such an early age too. Even better than me." Felix raised his brow in surprise. Veronica who saw him immediately placed her hand on his shoulder, "She's being modest. Sis Alex, herself is one hell of an expert when it comes to sensitive cases." "Ohhh!" He nodded and at the same time Alex gave a faint smile to Veronica.