Veronica Lancet Books Novels & Stories

“A filthy-blooded murderer will never be a Luna to the Crescent Court.” The court murmured agreement. I saw Hector’s jaw tighten, eyes going sharp. “She is innocent until proven guilty.” Marcellus chuckled darkly. “Is she? Then let us begin.” He turned to me sharply. “Ivonne,” he said, voice dripping venom. “Tell this court how and why you killed Lady Viera.” “I didn’t!” My voice cracked from panic and frustration. “I last saw Viera alive two days ago—” “Enough!” he snapped. “Your lies are an insult. Beta Leonard was found smuggling your clothes — soaked in Lady Viera’s blood.”

"This is an unexpected honor." Lucian ignored her, his focus entirely on the confrontation before him. "Well," Veronica recovered quickly, smiling. "If it isn't my future brother-in-law." Lucian's expression remained cold. "I was not aware we had such a connection." "Through my sister, Madeline Bell," Veronica clarified. "Your intended mate." Lucian's wolf bristled visibly. "I have no intended mate." His gaze shifted to me, taking in the fresh claw marks on my face and the silver-burns on my arm where my sleeve had been pushed up during our confrontation.

UNKNOWN POV I open my eyes slowly, straining to see in the dark, dammit, he got the drop on me. I can't stand witches or wizards they are a sneaky bunch. the pain in my side is incredible, the wound has healed, but im suspecting wolfsbane was somewhere on that knife, the pain still radiating after the wound has healed tells me that.

The kind that you sink into on a rainy day and let it keep your problems away. Two walls were filled with books, while a third had a bar. Papers were scattered around, as if whoever was using it had just left for the day. The lights were off, but the gloominess from outside provided a mood that was hard to ignore. As the rain slapped against the window, Luca pushed me against it. Our heat caused the cold window to fog, but not quick enough for us to see Grim and Veronica fucking against a tree. She was naked, looking around as Grim was on his knees between her legs. Luca reached around, sliding a finger into me just as Veronica looked into my eyes. My breast were pushed against the window, g

McCartney had no choice but to comply. The office was left with just the three of us. "Veronica, Landon, what exactly happened here? I'm lost, so explain! How did Veronica get involved in your selection for Deputy Dean, Dr. Weasley?" I pulled out the voice recorder I always carried with me. "Sir, I think you'll understand once you listen to this." I pressed play on the recorder... Emerging from the hospital director's office, Veronica looked pale and shaken. "Landon, I underestimated you. You used my body, and now, you're trying to cast me aside."

she said shakily. My eyes narrowed. “What nonsense is that?” “This is wolfsbane poison,” she said while holding up the bottle. “And I’m going to drink it.” Vanessa immediately rushed toward her. “Veronica, stop!” But Veronica stepped back quickly. “No!” she cried. “Stay away from me!” I rolled my eyes in frustration. “Oh stop being dramatic.” “I’m serious!” Veronica screamed. Her hands trembled violently around the bottle. “I can’t do this anymore,” she sobbed. “Everyone hates us. Everyone talks bad about us.”

Lilith slowly lifted the book. As Lilith’s fingers gently touched the book’s cover, golden letters began to appear on their own. It was as if the ink, which had been dormant for years, had finally awakened. “Oh my…” whispered Veronica. Lilith turned to the first page. Lucas was standing right beside Lilith, but all he saw was a blank page. “Ingrid. I can’t see anything,” Selene muttered. “Me neither,” Ingrid replied softly. Lilith, on the other hand, widened her eyes in shock. Because right before her, the page was now filled with her mother’s handwriting. Tears immediately streamed down Lilith’s face.

“I’m not sure. I really want to go inside.” “Okay,” he said, concern etched on his perfect little features. We headed inside. Verona was in the living room and heard us as we entered. Her eyes landed on my face, then she put the book she was reading aside. “What’s the matter?” “Verania isn’t feeling well,” Lucan answered for me. She gave me an inquisitive look and I shrugged. “It’s probably just the wind. It was getting pretty cold and I should’ve worn a jacket. I’ll lie down and then I’ll feel better right away.”

Lamia looked up at me, her green eyes holding astonishment and full of questions. I nod affirming the titled book. “This belongs with you. For you to give Seneca whenever you think the time is right.” The young shifter was going to need all the guidance she could as she grew older. The diary depicts Ascenas life, the things she discovered, the things she went through. And most importantly it held the history of how the the Lycan wars truly started and what led to the near extinction of humans in our realm. Lamia lays the book down on the table in front of us, turning once her lingering hands leave the cover of the old book, and takes both of mine in hers. “Thank you, Tala.” She says sincerel

"Luna. May I come in?" "No." "Then I'll say it here." She didn't seem bothered by the rejection. "I know you're struggling. The pack is struggling. Everyone's waiting for verification that won't come in time." "Get to the point." "I have a solution." Her eyes glittered. "A way to settle this tonight. To prove beyond any doubt whether this child is real." I went still. "What solution?" "Your blood." Veronica's smile widened. "The miraculous blood that heals silver poisoning. The blood that can control vampires. I've heard the stories, Luna. Everyone has."