Veronica Lancet Books Novels & Stories

“Please... even if you can’t get medicine, just some water... I am not asking much...” But Veronica laughed. She stood up, looking at me through the gap with ridicule. “Did I say I would help you if you gave me something? I think it’s good if you die here.” Despair washed over me. “Don’t you want me to help you become Luna?!” “I’m already ahead of the other ladies. With my intelligence and beauty, winning is just a matter of time.” She arrogantly flipped her hair and grinned. “Don’t think too highly of yourself, idiot!”

“You need to stay away from these people, Pearl. I can't even decipher what had happened with you but let me tell you. This city is filled with many beasts and inhumane things which nobody knows precisely. I heard once that The ministry here authorized these creatures to live but they are only limited to their clans and territory without harming humans and innocents. We only hear the feral incidents happening around but no source.” My eyes widened listening to her and fear crept my heart deeply. What the heck? Oh Jordan! Why did you make me stuck into this? “Like vampires?” I asked in utter terror. I had read about them in detail and heard about them on my campus. Some curious students were

Caitlin sat in her large room in Dunvegan in Castle at a writing desk, looking out the window at the sunset sky. She examined the torn page McCleod had given her, holding it up to the light. She slowly ran her fingertips along the embossed, Latin letters. They looked and felt ancient. The entire page was so beautifully and intricately designed, and she marveled at the intricate colors along the paper’s edges. Back then, she realized, books were made to be works of art in and of themselves.

But it did start to bend, and clearly, it wouldn’t hold for long. Caitlin looked at the letters and realized that it was Jonah’s door. Caitlin charged the vampires, Sera by her side, and this time, Caitlin extracted her spear and threw it ahead of her. It pierced one vampire right through the throat, and then magically returned to her. The other two vampires turned and charged. One of them leapt in the air, right for Sera, but Sera was ready, crouching down, and raising her axe. It lodged right into the vampire’s stomach.

Then, he looked up, his gaze sweeping past Jason and locking onto his nephew. “Charlie, what is this garbage?” Lance’s voice was low, but it cut through the room. Charlie stiffened. Lance who looked to be on his side earlier was now mad at him? “It’s proof! It’s what that parasite has been doing behind Vanessa’s back!” “Proof?” Lance let out a short, incredulous laugh. He tossed the photo back onto the table. “This isn’t proof. It’s a cheap fake.” The family stared at him, stunned. Even Seraphina, who was already defending Jason, froze with a gasp. “Lance, what are you talking about?”

Uncle Jax tells me through the mind link. "Why?" I ask as I continue to watch waiting for an open as I start to circle the fight. "Lycans venom weakens vampires." Uncle Jax tells me as he attacks only to be knocked away, sent rolling across the ground but he up quickly attacking again. A low growl vibrates my chest, knowing I can give him the second he needs. I continue to watch as they all attack. The second Samuel back is facing me I move quickly wrapping my arms around him, trying to hold him in place.

But fear made her careless, and in her silence I saw the truth. Finally, in a broken whisper, she admitted: “It was the Lady. I… I said the Hunter girl might not be so dangerous. She, she called me stupid. Then she struck me.” My gut churned. Veronica. Like a dam that had broken Lysa revealed all. One other thing, she said, tugging at my sleeve, voice barely audible. “I heard things. About herbs, powders. Things meant to sicken, poisons. Her voice barely above a whisper. She had the ladies running errands for the apothecaries.”

I carefully untied the ribbon that held it closed, revealing a beautifully crafted cover with intricate patterns and symbols. As I opened the book, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the room, extinguishing the candle by my bedside. The darkness enveloped me, but I wasn't alone. Whispers echoed around me, growing louder and more urgent. I strained my ears to catch the words, desperately trying to make sense of them. "Veronica, you hold the key," the voice murmured, as if carried by the wind itself. "The truth lies within you." Intrigued and unnerved, I clutched the book tightly in my hands and began to read its faded words. The first sentence was Veronica, you hold the key. The voice was

Vanessa leaned towards Victoria in a motion of hugging her and whispered in her ears. "I am talking about Emerald, the Queen of vampires. In nome di Dio Alaric, Ordino a Emerald di svegliarsi (In the name of god Alaric, I order emerald to wake up.)" She whispered before she took out a small pouch from her back pocket and dropped it on the ground, resulting in the powder pouring over, and an exotic smell wafted through Victoria's nose, making her teeth hurt. Feeling a sudden pain shot in her body, she pushed Vanessa away from her, looking at her with confusion and anger.

He would stay the Duke and I would be the moth hero to help him turn the eyes from his disappearances. I wasn’t fond of reading but there were several books on a big bookshelf; Veronica was the complete opposite of me, a bookworm. Most were works of philosophy, mathematics, science and other topics of importance. They existed to show much of a reader Veronica was. To the outward eyes, they appeared harmless, books no one would ever be interested in. Twelve tomes of plants attracted my attention; she was like my sister Dina. I remembered how the Duke and Fredden talked to me about her; she was a villain, someone they didn’t want to associate with anymore. I thought Veronica would never care f