Veronica Liones Novels & Stories

Her eyes are like blue crystals twinkling in a brilliant cavern. "Hello, your majesty. I am, Lucia, the newest witch of the St. Maria mountains. This is my clan, the werewolves of the Saint Maria forest. I am betrothed to Cody, the next future Chieftain. To what do I owe this pleasure?" The Queen of the unicorns backs away as her hovels scrap against the forest floor. "Do you have the luna lilies with you right now? This magic has been lost to the unicorns for thousands of years. If you have acquired a specimen would you please be so kind and tell us where we might find some ourselves?"

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

As soon as Angie was out of sight, Veronica took the chance to ask Diana who Angie was to them. “Oh, that’s Angie, she’s Nancy’s paternal cousin. I think she’s also your husband’s PA. Small world right?” Veronica chuckled nervously. “Yeah…..small world,” She replied, knowing fully well that that was a lie. She remembered Lloyd trying to tell her something about Lucas’ mistress, maybe this was it. Immediately she looked in Lloyd’s direction, their eyes met and they shared a knowing look. Veronica stood up and walked into the house and Lloyd followed her instinctively.

“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.

But here she was dealing with the anger. “She embarrassed me in front of the entire boardroom!” she snapped, pacing back and forth. “In front of your company, your people! And Damon just stood there, defending her like she was royalty. Like she was more than what she is, a filthy Omega who was supposed to die alone in some ditch! And yet he gave her his shares. He gave her everything that he fought to build. He has been sharing things with her. The two of them spent the entire day together in their office. I'm forced to just sit back and watch them. She stares back at me. She speaks to me. She refers to me as Lysandra rather than Luna. And I'm supposed to stand back and listen? Who does she

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Always watching, never missing a move. Later, the Luna noticed too. Vera moved through the corridors like a viper, beautiful and dangerous, her half-healed face stitched and shining. Her voice dripped with venom every time Veronica entered the room. “Whore,” she said one morning loud enough for all to hear. Veronica smiled sweetly. “You sound threatened.” The Luna’s eyes burned. “You don’t belong here.” “Maybe not,” Veronica said, voice calm, “but I’m the one your King listens to.”

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.

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.