Veronica Lane Novels & Stories

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

Jeremiah grits his teeth together, “he broke her heart and he left her for dead” “Well, she looks happy” a slight smile forms on my lips, “Can’t you see that?” “Yeah. She does but I know she will rather be anywhere but here. I am glad she is going to New York, she is the lead actress for Echo’s new movie” “She is?” A questionable look appears on my face. Ayana is the best actress I have ever come across. Born to an Egyptian mother and an American dad, she is the epitome of everything beautiful.

I cursed under my breath as I walked out of the door. The drive to the training ground was uncomfortably quiet. I tightly gripped the steering with a straight look on my face as I weaved in and out of the morning traffic. I got to the training ground and parked my car in a space. Stepping out of the car, I saw Matilda. On seeing me, she flashed me a wide smile and winked but almost immediately, a frown replaced the smile on her face as her eyes darted to the figure that stepped out of my car. It was Veronica. She was dressed in a simple white flair gown and a pair of black sneakers. She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear as the wind blew softly. She looked gorgeous and fragile and I

Bella: Weston Gabriel Leone Veronica: Isabella Sofia Leone. I kinda like it. Isabella Sofia Saint aka Bella Sofia Saint, Hmm, I like that,too. Bella: I’m hanging up now, I am tired of that subject. Veronica: OK, Fine. Just tell me where in London you are so I can get a plane ticket to come see you. Harlowe has been so boring without you. Bella: Westloch London. We’ll be here until Saturday then I’ll be in Valencia Italy

he replied, heading out of the warehouse to his car, with Diana following. "Gabriella isn't an easy woman to catch, is she?" she snapped. "It won't be long until we have her," Wallace responded, starting the car as Diana gestured for him to take off. "Let's head back to the station, boys," she ordered, encapsulating the urgency of regrouping. Teca Company: A woman elegantly exited the elevator, clad in a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into black pants, complemented by a jacket and blue heels. Her brunette hair was impeccably styled in a short cut, radiating both professionalism and sophistication.

The interview room on the forty-second floor of Lawson Luxe Tower smelled of expensive leather, fresh orchids, and power. Veronica smoothed the charcoal pencil skirt she’d bought specifically for today—the first new piece of clothing she’d purchased in three years. The cream silk blouse beneath it felt foreign against her skin, too crisp, too deliberate. She’d pulled her hair into a sleek chignon, applied the barest hint of makeup. She wanted to look professional. She wanted to look like someone who belonged here. She did not want to look like the woman who had once loved the same boy Sandra had dated for three months in their second year, the boy who’d later become Veronica’s husband. The b

“Please welcome my fated mate, chosen for me by the moon goddess herself, and the future Luna of the Grey Moon pack,” Everyone held their breaths, I included. “…… Veronica Hall!” Liam declared. Everyone in the party burst into cheers and applause, except me. My mind went blank. Did I hear that right? Veronica Hall? Not me? Not Aria? I stood frozen and the tray of drinks shook in my hands. I watched in shock and disbelief as Veronica, the beta's daughter, a tall and beautiful she-wolf with long, black hair, stepped forward confidently as though she was expecting it.

She used to be plucky, but Oliver seemed to tame the fearless in her. Veronica cleared her throat. “Let’s not talk about me and my nonexistent love life. Let’s talk about yours. Are you happy?” I sighed when she shifted the topic to me, meaning she was avoiding the topic from venturing to herself. Maybe she was still unsure of their footing in each other’s lives, and the uncertainty made her clam up. I nodded, and Veronica smiled. Our gazes locked on our reflection in the vanity mirror. The stylist Lucas contracted was busy arranging my hair. When she finished, her assistant took out a simple white dress from a designer’s box. My eyes squinted when I saw the elegant print of Vern’s name on

“Elder Garrick,” Elder Garrick was tall but a stern-looking man from the frown permanently etched on his face to the way he spoke and stood in front of the candidates. He gave a little speech as if he saw us and immediately thought we needed a lecture by saying, “The Luna is not chosen to change the law. She is chosen to serve it.” Perry rolled her eyes and I chuckled. “Elder Valeria, please come forward.” The last woman was a curly-haired greek goddess and she dressed as such. Her blonde, curly hair bounced around her beautiful face, making her green eyes really pop when I noticed Perry on my side, literally gawking at her.

So I have to be on time for the meeting. —Okay, go, I love you, take care of yourself. "I love you too, see you," Luciana said before hanging up and immediately leaving for the company. She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk.