Veronica Lane Novels & Stories

He asked, “I don't think we've asked you yet.” “Veronica. My name is Veronica.” She said, and they all exchanged shocked glances. “Wait, what?!” They exclaimed, leaving Veronica confused. “Why? Is there anything wrong? Have I done something wrong now?” She asked, her eyes welling up with tears as she feared that they might have heard something that they didn't want to hear. “No, you didn't do anything wrong.” Luna Isabella said, clearing her throat as she adjusted her sitting position. “Can I ask you another question?” She asked, staring at Veronica’s hair.

I say in a silky, manly tone. She blushes and turns her head towards the computer screen, typing quickly like a rabbit. "You have to verify your ID from here. Then you are asked to wait on the fourth floor of the HR department. Also, make sure you re-read your resume. They ask questions from there only." She gingerly speaks while blinking her fake eyelashes at me. I smirk at her as I give Ethan’s ID for verification. She again blushes. Am I that pretty? Or handsome? Suddenly I see her frowning as she skeptically looks at the ID, then back to me with confused eyebrows. And then it hits me…

Regina said as she sashayed away Veronica, Vivian's twin sister, entered the sitting room, standing at 5 feet 8 inches, Veronica possessed an elegant and statuesque presence. Her raven black hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her oval face and accentuating her features. Veronica's radiant smile illuminated the room as she walked in with graceful confidence. Her eyes, captivating and expressive, reflect a mixture of warmth and intelligence. With each step, her good posture and graceful movements further highlighted her inherent poise and charm.

I know she won't back off until she gets Damon. I felt my wolf getting angry when she said those words but I managed to push her back. "I'm going to kick her ass," Alexia mumbled in my head. "I, Emma Jones, warrior of the Blood Moon pack, challenge Valentina Charlotte Winston for the Luna position." I looked at her and saw her smirking at me. "I, Ava Miller, warrior of the Blood Moon pack, challenge Valentina Charlotte Winston for the Luna position." I looked at the girl and saw her looking at me in disgust. I feel my rage build up inside of me.

she said and Grace rubbed her forehead . " Nice to meet you " i said as she finished the tests . " Let me in I need to Fvcking kill that b* st*rd I'm just ....." We heard Veronica's voice and she looked like she's ran mad . What's going on ! " Veronica " I said suprised . The whole place was crowded and since she was a popular and We'll known face the whole place had people mumuring ,some brought out their phones to take pictures as she Screamed dramatically .

I hear Jeremy shout again from the floor above. “Right come on Willow, you must be ready now…you look gorgeous.” Lizzie tells me. “I don’t know about that. I have a feeling you will be the one turning heads tonight in that dress.” I add. Lizzie was stunning. She had long black hair, great big blue eyes and a body to die for. She was wearing a bright blue mini dress and tanned wedges. She never over did it unlike Samantha, who enjoyed all eyes on her. I on the other hand, liked to stay in the side lines, observing the situation and keeping a watchful eye on my 2 best friends.

Not in any way that will not break Charlene even more. “Where are we— I was in the forest— with Adhler. Right! Did you save him too? We were trapped,” “It was all your hallucinations because of a monster that attacked you, Charlene,” Ellis filtered her words. She thought it would not be good to inform Charlene that Adhler is set to be married to his chosen Luna, the current Queen of the Lycans— Laura, in a week now. “I see,” Charlene calmly replied. “Professor… did you… did you inform my fam… my family that I am with you,” Charlene asked without looking into the professor’s eyes. Ellis stared at her as Charlene stared at the ceiling above.

“Layla?” The woman stood from her seat fast. She ran up to me, and looked me over. “Lucifer! It’s Layla! The woman jumped up and down, her breast bouncing so hard, they looked like they were going to come out of the fabric. She hugged me tightly, making me feel like I was in between closing walls. “I... can’t… breath…” I got out a few words before she squeezed all the air out of my lungs. “Breath?” The lady asked, like it was a weird statement. She looked at Jamira.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

She leans close to say something, crossing her arms over her chest in a way that pushes her cleavage together. Spencer flat-out turns away from her, concentrating his gaze entirely on his food. I can’t help but smirk. I’d interrupt, but I think that would ruin the show. Suddenly, Veronica stands up to leave, but she seems to swoon, tripping and falling towards Spencer. Her eyelids flutter shut like something out of a movie, and she throws her hand melodramatically against her forehead like a damsel in distress. Not only does Spencer avoid helping catch her, but he steps aside, letting her stumble.