Novel & Cerita Veronica Justice

Veronica shouted pleading at them, " NOO!! Don't do this! Blake! Asher! He isn't worthy of your begging..No..Aaaahhhh.." Veronica screamed out in fear when a gunshot was fired from nowhere as she jumped on the other side instinctively. Luther's grip loosened from her collarbone as she looked down at Luther's falling body astonishingly. His leg was shot, warm blood flowed down as he got on his knees instead of Blake and Asher. Following the resource of gunshot, Veronica glanced up at the way blankly and her breathing stopped for a while as she uttered breathlessly, " Sister Victoria! " A pale skinnend Victoria was standing a few steps away from them. She was holding a gun in her grip as she w

I stammered, my voice trembling, "Veronica was innocent in all of this. She didn't deserve to be used for our gain." Her smile grew wider, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Oh, Lucas, you underestimate the power of the throne. With Veronica gone, you are free to rule without the burden of a potential rival. Your path to the crown is now unobstructed." I felt a sickening mix of guilt and horror as her words sank in. Was this the woman I had turned to for guidance and comfort? My mother, the one who should have taught me right from wrong? I struggled to comprehend the twisted perspective she now revealed.

They all had dealt with crime, death, and cruelty before, but my insides kept twisting, and my instincts whispered that we should have done more to prepare them… “So…” Veronica drawled as she stepped out from behind the curtain, dressed in a Dolce suit. “How do I look?” She chuckled and slowly turned around. I snorted. “Like total badass.” She grinned and walked closer. “That means I'm ready.” She grabbed an empty cup and poured coffee into it. I leaned against the front of the table, arms crossed against my chest. My mind still raced, thinking about what else we should tell them before they go out there.

Cassandra glanced over her shoulder towards Veronica, her lips twitching into a suggestive smile, “Your sister’s work on the other hand… is commendable. She has an excellent sense of justice.” Veronica couldn’t help the slight blush from spreading on her cheeks. In that tough industry, it had been a while since she received recognition from someone. Her brother scowled beside her, clasping her shoulder, “Let’s get out of here, Veronica.” She pushed his hand away and followed the doctor inside. She would not be swooned by those sinful charms. She huffed, “Stop flattering me. I will get back Selena and you will pay for laying your hands on her. I will find out about every single little mistake

Veronica said angrily and started walking out of the room, pausing at the door with her hand on the knob. “And whenever you think of Alice, just remember something, Eliana: remember that your greed and jealousy landed the poor girl in her grave, and also that your love for society did not let you seek justice for her... Sometimes I think you got what you deserved." Veronica said and walked out of the room without a second glance at her sister, who stood by the window side, crying her eyes out.

She thought she had finally found something she could use to put Viola and Merikh away for good, only to realize she had been chasing shadows. “Sometimes justice takes time, Rashel. You’ve done what you can, but the evidence we have is enough to convict only Veronica. And maybe that’s enough for now.” “It’s not enough!” She looked up at him. “But it is all we have, Rashel. At least we have their mole on the inside removed, thanks to you. Now let’s allow the council to decide her fate.” He replied gently, holding her gaze. Rashel was comforted by the fact that they had taken out Viola’s strongest ally in Sceptre, and everyone now knew Veronica for what she was.

“ENOUGH! You will not deflect from the damage you have caused and for what? You are unhappy with laws and rules laid down to protect us from discovery? You are not a child. You know better. Lives have been lost. War could have broken out, and you whine about how your rights were refused? What about those people whose lives you took? Did they not have the right to live? Of course, they did. Now let us start by assessing the harm you have wrought on this region and what we will do to correct it. You, Veronica Weeks, will be held accountable for it all.” Veronica couldn’t believe this was real. It must be a nightmare. A fate worse than death. Listening to this fool drone on about everything the

Her sharp blue eyes burned into Elara’s skin. “Mother,” Veronica called, after Elara had released her. Her cheeks were swollen, and she looked exactly like the ugly toad she had mocked Elara for being. “You must serve me justice.” “Mother,” Elara scoffed. “How dare you call her that?” She grabbed Veronica by the hair. Serena’s eyes narrowed even further, a mix of fury and disbelief etched across her face. “Elara, have you lost your mind?” she spat, stepping forward with authority. “Release her this instant, or you’ll regret ever laying a finger on her.”

I asked, fighting to keep my voice steady. Veronica's eyes narrowed. "Justice. You lived a life that wasn't yours. You enjoyed privileges you didn't deserve. And now you're here, trying to climb back up by seducing James." "That's not true," I protested weakly. "Isn't it?" she challenged. "I saw how he looked at you yesterday. How he defended you." I dropped to my knees before her, pride forgotten. "I'm begging you. Whatever you have, don't share it."

Then she dropped to the floor, curled around her stomach, and dialed. ‎ "Caleb." Her voice cracked beautifully on the second syllable. "Please, help. Veronica, she's trying to kill me." ‎ I pressed my good hand over the wound, blood seeping warm between my fingers, and stared at her like she was a stranger speaking a language I used to know. ‎ "What is wrong with you?" ‎ "Who do you think he's going to believe?" She didn't even lower her voice for that. ‎ "The pathetic wife, or me?" The door slammed open before I could answer.