Veronica Lane Novels & Stories

She complained. Her best friend's voice softened slightly, though it carried an edge. “Veronica, don’t forget who you are. You’re Luca’s fiancée, the future lady of that family. Carol is nothing compared to you and you cannot let her win.” “I know,” Veronica whispered, her throat tightening again. “But Luca…” “Luca is blinded,” Vanessa interrupted sharply. “That’s all. He’ll see sense eventually, especially if you play your cards right. That video? That’s your card. Don’t throw it away.”

he asked. “What the hell, Lucian?” Veronica snapped, her voice pitchy and sharp and very much giving unhinged reality TV villain who just realized the cameras caught everything. “What the actual fuck is wrong with you? You’re picking her over me? Over me? Because of this thick little slut who’s trying to take you away from me?” The hall collectively sucked in a breath like we were watching a season finale and somebody just threw wine on a silk dress. My eyebrows flew upward so fast they almost vacated my face.

"And Rowan is a traitor who attacked my mate and my newborn child. He is stripped of his title, his rank, and his place in this pack." A murmur went through the crowd. "And who is she?" Vance asked, pointing a trembling finger at me. "She is a human-born rogue who brought chaos to our doors." Zephyr took a sharp step forward, his eyes flashing brilliant gold for a fraction of a second. The temperature around us seemed to drop instantly. "She is Veronica. She fought by my side. She bled for this pack, shifted when her life was on the line, and she bore the next heir of the Silver Moon pack. She is your Luna."

Vance’s POV I spun lazily in my chair, my eyes tracing the sleek lines of the office, the hum of my phone call blending into the background. Veronica was in full-on teenage-mode, as usual—ripping into me about my life choices, my wardrobe, my lack of a personal life. “Vance, you seriously need to get off your high horse and date someone who doesn’t look like she stepped out of a magazine," Veronica mocked, her voice dripping with her usual blend of exasperation and affection.

She was never happy with the marriage, she knew it would turn out like this. I looked at her and smiled Her straight brunette hair cascaded down the bare back of her olive skin. The yellow silk gown she wore hugged her body, bringing out those curves that always drove men crazy. The jeweled tight bodice pushed up her voluptuous breast which was always an object of distraction. Veronica is a crazy fashionista, it has always been one of the things that attracted men to her. I remembered how guys in college always wanted to get close to me because of Veronica. I didn’t mind the fact that I wasn’t attractive to them then because of my stupid obsession with Caleb.

“I let you see me because I wanted to see how far you’d go. And look at you. Trying to run to your little friend with the truth. How noble of you.. stupid actually but cute” My palms were damp, heart pounding against my ribs. “Elara deserves…” Her smile sharpened, though her voice never lost its softness. “Elara deserves to live. Don’t you think?” Cold shot through me. “What… what are you saying?” Veronica stepped closer, her perfume sweet, cloying, wrong. “You may think me venomous, Lila. That’s the word you whispered to yourself, wasn’t it? But venom isn’t the half of it.” She tilted her head, eyes glittering like shards of glass. “I’m more deadly than you could ever imagine. And if you va

★★★★ Meanwhile, Veronica was sitting with some of her friends in a cafe, having coffee and snacks. While the conversation flowed around her, she seemed lost, her gaze fixed somewhere in the distance. "Ve, come back on earth!" Hosey exclaimed, giving a gentle nudge to Veronica. She was a close friend of Veronica and also a model. Both of them walked together on the ramp many times all over the world.

The woman stopped in front of me and Kaanadan, alternating for a few seconds with me and him. "Hello…" She said as she held a glass of champagne aside. “Hello,” I say gently. “Veronica. “Kaanadan was clearly impatient. The woman with the big legs visible through the slits in her greenish dress, looked at Kaanadan. "I'm surprised to see you accompanied." Hadn't he decided to stay... in the drought? Veronica had a strong accent, and I didn't hesitate to think that she might be Italian. Kaanadan took a deep impatient breath and looked at her, serious as a robot. No emotion on her face. “Veronica, this is Celeste…my future wife.

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

As Luke walked into the large ballroom, his gaze subconsciously roamed around the crowd, looking for her. But instead, he caught sight of Veronica waving at him. His chest eased up a bit as she approached, at least he wasn’t alone. Veronica wore a dazzling black gown with a tight high slit that showcased her long legs, her hair falling into smooth waves on her back. “God, if I have to force another laugh I might just lose my shit.” She groaned as he came up beside him “Plights of a host,” Luke mused, but his tone lacked humor.