Veronica Mars Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Nothing harmful, I assure you—just enough to make you… suggestible.” The fog is creeping back in, smothering my thoughts, my will, my love for Iris. I fight against it, clinging to the memory of her face, of Miles’ laugh, of our life together. “You can’t… keep doing this,” I gasp. “Someone will notice.” “No one has noticed so far,” Veronica points out with a gleeful little giggle. I slump to the floor, my back against the wall, as the perfume does its work just as it has so many times before. Veronica kneels beside me, pulling my head against her chest, stroking my hair.

Caught off guard, she stuttered, "Hu-hu-Vee, hi." Veronica eyed her, managing a small smile, "Hi." "What are you doing here?" This was Charlotte George's floor, and Veronica, not assigned to this floor, was naturally not expected to be there. "I'm here to see my friend," Veronica responded. "Ohhh, alright then." Martha nodded. "Goodnight." She stepped into the elevator. "Night." Veronica turned and headed her way, rolling her eyes. Ever since she became aware that Martha had lied about her situation with Mia and Max, Veronica viewed her differently.

Maggie said before leaving. Veronica looked at Maggie's increasingly distant back, then looked at the scene outside her stately home in the suburbs of Orion. The house, surrounded by tall pine trees to the south and the ocean to the north, makes Veronica feel more at home. Veronica laughed at herself, she seemed to have gone crazy because she felt at home dreaming and seeing the scenery outside this Moonfall family mansion. Usually she can never stand idly by in the mansion, she will definitely spend her time chasing and figuring out the activities of her j**k fiancée. And no matter how far she comes to him and asks for his attention, the man will not care and will prefer to occupy himself w

“Cowards like you always like to deceive yourself.” Her gaze became fierce again. Veronica smiled and took out the tacos from the waste bin. “It seems like these tacos were meant to be Jasper’s lunch. They looked delicious, but now, they are a little lumpy and broken.” “What do you want to do?” Veronica panicked again. “Don’t worry. Compared to Summer, don’t you hate the superior Ivy even more? Let me help you get rid of her.”

His eyes were enough to tell her that she didn't want to cross him. He traced patterns with his fingers on her skin as she could feel shivers running down her spine as the food was stuck in her throat. "Dear you don't like it?" Aunt Clarissa asked Veronica as she noticed that she was clattering the fork in the plate rather than eating. "Oh I love it so much!" Veronica exclaimed with a full tooth smile as Bernard's hand dipped in between her thighs and touched her spot. "I knew you would be wet for me!" He whispered in her ear seductively as he applied pressure on her womanhood with his fingers and she almost jumped. Controlling herself was out of her hands now as the sensations were stronger

"Mr. Andy, please follow me now to the cafe I just informed you about. Don't forget to bring the documents I asked for a while back. Here, at a cafe, Veronica was seen sitting alone. After catching her husband in an intimate moment at his lover's apartment, Veronica chose to calm herself for a moment at a cafe. She had been sitting there lost in thought for an hour, sipping on the Raspberry Black Currant she had ordered earlier. There were feelings of annoyance, anger, hatred, and fury, all mixed together. If only hurting that person didn't come with consequences or a prison sentence, she really wished she could beat up Darwin and his lover until they were in bad shape. She couldn't understa

As a result, Veronica woke up late and was running late for campus. "Hopefully, there's still a seat," Veronica muttered. She hoped that the back row would still have an empty seat because she strongly preferred not to sit at the front and become the center of attention for her fellow students. Moreover, she had to share a class with a girl named Bianca Marsya, who constantly ridiculed her shortcomings. Bianca even incited other students not to befriend Veronica.

She was like a high school girl in love. Ignoring Marcus’s panicked expression beside her, she said loudly to Draven: “Alpha Draven, if you would consider me as your Luna, it would be my honor!” Everyone was stunned, especially Marcus. He stared at Veronica in disbelief, his face pale. “Veronica!” He shot up, clenching his fists. “What are you saying? We talked about this—” “We didn’t talk about a damn thing.” Veronica interrupted him, sneaking a glance at Draven, blushing.

“Maria is a boring lady. She just spends her weekdays in school and comes back home, cooks, eats, and sleeps. This is her pattern for two years now! I never found her with anyone except some of her close friends during weekends.” “Keep your eyes on them! I’m coming to Miami.” He said and ended the call. *** Veronica smiled in her dream where she saw Milo running to her in the lush green garden. She wore a pure white knee-length dress and squatted down, opening her arms, and engulfed the brown guy in a warm hug. He licked her face, snuggling more into her when her eyes landed on Aries in a pair of blue jeans and a white casual shirt. Her smile died as he walked to them with a poker face, and

Veronica relished this moment, finally able to assert herself against me. Axford's brows furrowed with disgust as he pulled away from me, his icy eyes expressing utter detachment. Panic seized me, and I instinctively reached out, gripping onto his leg, pleading with desperate eyes. "Is this truly what the moon goddess has in store for me? A mate unable to speak? How can this be? No! I cannot accept this. I will not settle for a mute mate." Veronica's voice soared once more. "You don't have to! You can find someone better, I know this must be hard for you, but if you need anyone to talk to, you have my number," she shouted.