Veronica Mars Novels Novels & Stories

It was like the documentation of a person's findings on my species. I shook my head and closed the book, wondering why there would be a book like that in a werewolf's cabin, one who hated vampires at that. But then my eyes caught the spine of another book, and another, and another, and then I realized that every book on that shelf was about vampires. I looked back and saw that Marcello was still distracted with Veronica, so I picked up another book. This time, it had me sucking in a sharp breath when I opened it and my eyes widening at the diagrams that I saw.

This time, they could end her—unlike last time. It was a long story. Supernatural creatures—and even werewolves—believed the Moon Goddess's human mate killed and betrayed her. Fools. Her human mate only abandoned her. Her death was far more complicated than they thought. No one knew the truth. But a book existed—a place where all of it was written. No wolves had access to it. Only a few could possess it. Strange, yes—but that book was already in their hands. A smile curled on Mari’s lips.

I choose Better. Melissa S. Vice is an American author of erotica, fantasy and paranormal romance novels. Vice was born in Duluth, GA a proud Libra in the fall of October. She is the author of Oblivion, the fantasy romance novel and book one of her Tales of Incipion series, and the highly anticipated werewolf novel, Beneath the Blood Moon. An avid reader, she was introduced to her first taste of whimsical love, Wishes by Jude Deveraux, and has expanded her shelves since those tender years of youth and blissful ignorance. Her enjoyment for video games and books inspire unlimited worlds of adventure and everlasting love to rival those that had come before.

The story of Lady Luna had built the bonfire, and the possibility that Cyrus – the only other person in Seafall that we knew of who had knowledge of the vampires – had staked a vampire had sparked the match. Face down on the far side of the desk, my phone vibrated. I ignored it for a while, intent on reading as much of the book as I could before night fell, and it was time to meet with Veronica again. Though she had to stay out of the sun, she had promised to try to see who was bringing her bags of blood. So far, she’d said, she hadn’t gone hungry; that meant that whomever was bringing the blood to her was watching her, and they had to be nearby.

The girl then brought her face closer, try reading the page of the book. Venus did not really understand, but the scene that was plastered was explaining the situation where Amerta's time finally approached its end. Because she did not want to dirty her hands with dust, Venus used the Air again to close the book. The cover explained that it was only a fiction novel that was inspired by the real circumstances of the downfall of Amerta. The downfall of Amerta. How exaggerated, Venus mind denounced. The girl took turns blowing dust on the two books that had been originally covered with Air Talent. One is titled ENCHANTED and the other is titled WOLVIRE, both appear to be writings from someone n

I shook my head about to cry, “Rhea, Jason. She’s my fucking best friend you knave!” For a second, he hesitated. Then he leaned back, smirking. “Yeah. So?” The casualness of it broke me. “SO?! SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND! AND YOU—YOU’RE MY HUSBAND! HOW COULD YOU BOTH DO THIS TO ME?!” Jason sighed, rubbing his temples like I was the one causing him pain. He gave me a warning glare and he looked like he was going to walk right over and punch me. “Veronica, stop being dramatic. You knew this marriage was over. You can’t even give me a child. What did you expect?” He said brutality and I stared at him, my heart scattering into tiny pieces

Peter sounded almost detached. “She is my mate. Nothing else has been on my mind.” I spat back upset at the insult. Veronica POV I sat in the chair with a massive old text on the desk. The book was 6 inches thick closed. I was about halfway through with no luck finding anything referencing fallen angels. Most of the books were written in German from the 1300s. I had a hard time deciphering; Theo was helping with ease. His experience with all the different languages was a talent I was overly jealous of.

“I make no promises.” They sat on logs around the fire. Veronica tucked herself against Ethan’s side, legs stretched toward the warmth. Luca handed her a perfectly golden marshmallow sandwiched between graham crackers and chocolate. She took a bite, sweetness exploding on her tongue. For a while the conversation stayed light. Mara talked about the play, a modern adaptation of Antigone that she was directing as well as starring in. Luca described a new drone design he had seen online, something with folding wings and solar skin. Ethan listened, asked questions, teased them gently. Veronica watched the firelight move across their faces and felt a quiet gratitude so deep it ached.

Hellooo Loves, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I apologize for the late update but thank you so much for being patient with me. We’ve now come to the end of Arabella’s and Alexander’s story but as seen, Dex’s and Veronica’s isn’t over yet. There’ll be a short book attached to this one for Dex’s and Veronica’s story. Then after their story is done, we’ll have bonus chapters on Alex and Ara, where we’ll get to know about their lives after high school. This will not be now, though because I’ll be completing my other book—My Stepbrother—in June along with writing my new book.

Hello wonderful readers, I am so sorry for any confusion, but all four books in this series will be separated. Unfortunately, my editor received some untrue information that was then passed on to me. To limit confusion, the order of the books is as follows: *Mated to the Alpha of the North *Mated to the Alpha of the South *Mated to the Alpha of the West *Mated to the Alpha of the East Thank you for your continued patience, understanding, and support. (I am also loving all the comments and encouragement. You guys are awesome! Thanks for sticking with me!!)