Veronica Lancet Books Novels & Stories

Frans pointed to a glass cabinet at the far end of the room, indicating for Veronica to organize the books she had brought. "If you don't mind, could you also help me rearrange those books by their publication years?" Frans asked, pulling the corners of his lips into a smile. Veronica nodded and immediately began rearranging the books inside the cabinet. While Veronica was busy arranging the books, Bianca snatched the opportunity to speak up. Feeling frustrated at being ignored, she rolled her eyes lazily. For the first time, she felt neglected by someone else, which only fueled her growing resentment towards Veronica. She believed that Veronica had intentionally followed Frans to find out w

“Take me to my coronation, Lilith.” Veronica took Lilith’s hand and then she thought to herself, ‘this is it. The moment that I have waited for all my life will finally be given to me. Finally, the crown is mine.’ Lilith and Veronica then teleported and appeared in the huge entrance of the ball room. Medieval music then immediately played as the crowd made way for Veronica’s entrance accompanied by Lilith. Veronica walked with her head held high with a proud smile written onto her lips. Her amethyst eyes shined bright as she turned them to everyone who was in the room.

There was only one way she could return which was the door, so I shut and bolted it which gave me some confidence on the task ahead. The book, as I had already examined was a thick volume, brown at the corners, indicating the age of the pages, I could easily backdate them to about sixteen years ago, around the time I was born. The cover had no caption, but on the inner leaf where the words in coarse writing: “The Life of Veronica” For her daughters Lettie and May.

“What’s the plan?” Veronica looked around to make sure no one was there and there were no cameras, and then she pulled out two clear vials that Helen had prepared for her. “What’s this?” Jasmine looked puzzled. “This drug made men unable to control their lower bodies and women unable to resist lust after drinking it. It’s perfect for a cheap woman like Amelia who liked to seduce men.” Veronica's eyes were gleaming, unable to conceal her malicious excitement. “What?!” Jasmine exclaimed in shock, but Veronica quickly covered her mouth, “Shh! You have to be quiet!”

The story of Lady Luna had built the bonfire, and the possibility that Cyrus – the only other person in Seafall that we knew of who had knowledge of the vampires – had staked a vampire had sparked the match. Face down on the far side of the desk, my phone vibrated. I ignored it for a while, intent on reading as much of the book as I could before night fell, and it was time to meet with Veronica again. Though she had to stay out of the sun, she had promised to try to see who was bringing her bags of blood. So far, she’d said, she hadn’t gone hungry; that meant that whomever was bringing the blood to her was watching her, and they had to be nearby.

Wendy wanted to voice out that question but stopped herself; thus, she responded, "She is in there.“ “What?“ Painick washed over Zach's face already. “How the hell did the fire start? My Venessa?“ He called, pounding on the door with his fists. “My Venessa?“ Wendy's hurt stung. If Venessa was his, then who was she? She swallowed up her pain, preparing to answer his question, but a trembling, tiny voice responded from inside. "Zach, Luna Wendy couldn't stand the fact that you take me on vacations and not her, so she tricked me in here and set the room on fire. Please help me; I don't want to die.“ She even called her Luna to pretend that she respected her as her leader! Wendy gasped in shock.

Lynn threw her an angry, questioning look. "Oh, come on. She was going to go through this eventually. I just sped up the process." Veronica said. Lynn continued to look at her in furious confusion, "Oh, and I'm a demon. That's why I can do this." She flicked her hand like a baton towards Lynn's direction and swung her in the air, cackling as she did so. It only took a minute as she soon got bored, releasing Lynn's paralyzed form none too gently on the floor. Ignoring Lynn's glare, Veronica moved closer to Francesca and smoothed down her perspiring forehead, "Soon enough, she'll be the moon. That is if she could handle it, prove herself worthy of the moon goddess' power." Veronica giggled, "G

‘If she’s that evil, what makes you think you can kill her? “Let him fetch medical help,” Luthias urged. “I want to understand,” I gasped between bursts of pain. “Tell her,” Jason barked, “but be quick about it.” “Lord Pierre has ordered cook to put small amounts of vervain into her food. She’s a new vampire so she’s stronger than most in the castle. The vervain will keep her disoriented and eventually weaken her to the state of a new born babe. Lord Pierre visited us yesterday and said she’s been there for some time now; eating the vervain laced food and drinking some potion his magician’s created that he claims will seal his position on the throne. Soon, anyone, even myself, will be able

Hi guys! I am done with the first part which is Lucifer's fall story. Like I said in the first author's note, this part was only to give you a head start of what was to going to happen later on. You can't skip it or else you will miss important parts of the story and you may be confused. Imagine the first twenty seven chapters as a flashback in a movie lol. The main story is about to start and we'll still get to see Lucifer again. I will be using Hebrew a lot in the story but I will leave translations below. Please also remember that parts of the things that happened in the book did not really happen in the bible, it's from my head but that doesn't mean I will stray away from the main events

“Whatever you find, it doesn’t change how I feel. Or the fact that you’re still breathing after I marked you. That tells me all I need to know.” I swallowed and nodded slowly, turning back to the phone screen. I scrolled through website after website, my eyes burning from staring too long at the screen. Most of what I found were theories, old forum posts, and scattered myths. Nothing felt concrete. Until I discovered one word—The Theryn—buried deep in a half-translated article from a lycan folklore site. My heart thudded. “Kade,” I called, glancing over my shoulder. He looked up from where he was laying with a snack in hand. “Yeah?”