Veronica Lancet Books Novels & Stories

He was still having a hard time processing in his mind that vampires were real, and then there was this another revelation that seemed so out of the world. “Oh please, tell me you’re just kidding.” “Let me punch him once to knock some sense on him, Lucius,” Emery interrupted, eyeing him sharply as if she was ready to kill him. Lanver shook his head. He had never liked violent women. If he would have a wife in the future, he wanted her to be soft inside and out. And this lady was the exact opposite. “I am telling the truth. You are here in Terra Lucien, in our world,” Lucius continued.

Chapter 39: The Unwanted Guest Vishea’s POV “Congratulations again, Lady Anastasia,” Liliane said while placing a drink on the table. They had also invited others whom I was not familiar with. “Thank you, there’s actually no need to celebrate a small triumph,” I smiled at them. Liliane poured drinks into our glasses. “Lady Anastasia, you didn’t just win. You also showed that bitch she can’t beat you. She was acting like she could easily win that game and even dared to challenge you.” Cassie said before drinking.

But this was not what Caitlin wanted: she needed to heal Scarlet, not kill her. As she finished yet another book and slid it aside, with still no mention of healing anywhere, she began to feel a sense of despair. She lifted the final book on the stack, a small, leather-bound volume with a red spine, entitled De Fascino Libri Tres by Leonardo Vairo. Caitlin summoned her knowledge of Latin, and knew that translated to: Three Books of Charms, Spells and Sorceries.

My fingers curled in my lap, nails pressing half-moons into my palms. “Where did you get it?” My voice came out low, steadier than I felt. “Veronica,” he said, like the name itself left a bitter taste. “She’s breaking ranks. She slipped me everything she’s kept in her vault—bank trails, contracts, even your medical files. Enough to ruin him ten times over.” Veronica. The woman who had clasped my hand at the clinic once, whose voice had guided me home like a leash. The woman who had tested me in rooms with firelight and pearls. Now she was feeding David knives.

Once the last shred of bright yellow was removed, Nic flipped the book over. "Goodnight Moon," he said, then looked up at Veronica with quizzical eyes. Veronica smiled, "That was the first book my mom read to me as a baby." Nic looked down at it. "Yeah, my mom too, but--," then Veronica felt his body jump underneath her. His head snapped to her face and his eyes were wide. He quickly looked down at her stomach and then back up to her face. "Are you--" "Yes," Veronica whispered, her eyes searching his back and forth for any disappointment. Luckily, she didn't see any.

“They are all the books on lore about Lycans. I thought they may be helpful to get Luna back.” A smile crept onto my face. “That was very thoughtful.” I grabbed one of the books. Expecting her to dismiss herself. However, instead, without me asking, she opened and a book and together we began reading silently. Looking forn answers in the words of authors that no longer existed. After what had to be over an hour, Angelica let out a gasp and looked up at me. She turned the book towards me. My heart sank at the words.

“What are you going to do? Can you fly over hundreds of mines?” I saw the corner of her lip twitch. It was almost as if he amused her. She rushed forward before I realized what was happening, dodging around the field. The silver flash looked more like a lightning bolt with how quickly she moved. The next instant, she stood in front of the Lycan, with her hand in his chest. “Goddess…” He sputtered as blood pooled in his mouth and ran out the corner of his lips. “Not quiet.” She sighed as she pulled her hand out of his chest with his heart.

Her ranting helped her ignore the horror until she’d run out of things to blame on the coven. Chris and Brian both took down her golem. Veronica was so horrified by their actions that she’d failed to take action against them. All she needed was her bag of her workings in it. There’d been no time to search for it. Now it was lost to her, and she wanted to cry again over this. That spellbook was left for her out in those woods. She’d taken so much time to retrieve it safely. When she’d opened it, Veronica knew from the first page it was a spellbook that fit her perfectly and she’d be able to do everything she wished. Her abilities and powers would know no limit. They’d grow organically, and sh

Then the glass window behind her had been broken, she turned and found a dark-haired wolf staring and salivating with its open mouth. Veronica had just closed her diary and put down her pen, and when she turned she found Lucas sitting on her bed with only his vampyre eyes glowing. You're probably asking yourself, is the author lost in her story? I'll tell you - no, there are far more secrets in these two and in others to come... - Hi, Veronica - she stood up smiling devilishly - Maya misses you. - Who are you? -She asked, although she was sure she had seen a picture of him next to Lucian, and looking well they were very similar, possibly brothers.

The sound surprised her. "Appropriate." They sat in the dark a while longer. Then Elise stood. Offered her hand. "Come outside. The moon is up." They walked to the terrace. The night had cleared. Stars sharp. Moon low and silver, path glittering across the water. Veronica leaned on the railing. Elise beside her. "I think I will publish the book," Veronica said. "The Reckoning Tide. As it is. No edits. No softening." Elise squeezed her arm.