Veronica Miracle Age Novels & Stories

Luna Isabella explained. “You know, if she was here with us, she probably would be around your age right now.” Luna Isabella said, her eyes showing sadness which she tried to hide. “This was also supposed to be her room.” She said as she sadly looked around. “May I ask, how old are you?” She asked Veronica. “I'm nineteen years old.” Veronica answered. “Hmmmmm…” The Alpha sighed. “And what is your name?” He asked, “I don't think we've asked you yet.”

She let each to just touch and feel her full bloom a bit. Veronica is only of twenty, but she knows the dark secrets of life better than anyone else. And that is "Money". Money can make you emperor of your own will.

Without money, she could hardly do anything. Over half an hour later, Veronica arrived at Dragon’s Creek Villa. Getting out of the taxi, she walked up to the gate and pressed the doorbell. A while later, the villa’s gate opened. Rachel, who was decked out with jewels, asked with a frown, “Why are you here?” Rachel was Veronica’s biological mother. She was nearly 50 years old and was dressed in a waisted royal blue V-neck shirt paired with high-waisted pants. As she always took very good care of her health, she looked young and refined.

I find my fingers punching on the keyboard as I search for Veronica Smith's latest photos. Private. The only photos I can find of her are the ones she had before her rumored death. Other than that, she has been pretty private all her life. I'm unable to completely get rid of the little boy's thoughts. 'How old is he?' He looks three, like every toddler in same age range. And it's exactly three years old Veronica left. 'Baron, breathe.' I palm my face and groan, exhausted. The ache at the back of my head throbs harder. I find my hands palming my head to kill the pain. But it just doesn't go away.

“You knew her. Didn’t you?” “I saw her yesterday,” she said softly. “She spoke to me then, too. Told us something was coming. Something worse than Caius. I didn’t understand it then…” Her voice trailed off. But I caught the last thing she muttered under her breath. “Now I think I do,” Priscilla whispered. We all stared at her—waiting. She looked down at her hands, then up at us again. Her voice was soft, but steady. “She’s not just a Herald,” she said. “She’s connected to me. Because of what I am.”

"I think she was trying to tell me something, but she didn't want to put it in writing. She was always so vague, often reminding me that if she needed to be found, she’d let me know. Could that have been a cry for help?” Jordan's voice cracked with emotion, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. I reached out and took his hand, trying to offer him some comfort. "There was no way you could have known that, baby. There was no way.” When Jordan finally put himself together, he took a deep breath before opening another jar of surprise. “Veronica has a son.” “A son? Alessandro’s?” Jordan shook his head. "No, Sierra. The child is seventeen years old. He couldn't have been Alessandro's."

Soraia sighed and stood up -how about coming with me- she invited, but Miranda gently refused . Soraia arrived at the camp and saw a trembling and crying Veronica, trying to drink some water offered by Sheila who was trying to calm her down. Then Veronica saw her, and shamelessly dropped the glass from Sheila's hands and ran to Soraia hugging her and begging for her help. -For God's sake, Veronica, take a deep breath and control yourself - asked Soraia serenely, for I could hardly understand what she was saying, since I think she didn't even realize she was speaking hurriedly between tears.

I smiled at him sarcastically and offer my hand to do shakes hand. "I'm Veronica, Veronica Aisle Molina, Mr. Varstendum" He glanced at me, and the shock registered on his face before he accepts my hand. He can't get over and he's still staring at me. "You're so young to be the CEO. Are you sure that you are?" He asked in a teasing way. I rolled my arms and didn't answer him anymore. I walk away but I felt that he was still watching me. I gritted my teeth because of my annoyance.

He stands back and looks over her body. Veronica is beautiful with deep olive skin and dark brown long wavy hair. Her hair cascades down to her mid-back. She has deep chocolate-colored eyes that look like they can see through your soul. She has a perfect body with large, perky breasts and a perfect heart shaped ass. She is pretty short at 5’4”. Veronica is very toned but not overly muscular. Tony groans as he admires her hairless body and pussy. He runs his fingers over her pussy and up to her breasts where he lightly squeezes them.

Mr Jackson asked. "Of course, we met." Kieran simply said. "Well, all she talked about since out last meeting was you, this is all we could do to satisfy her." Mr Jackson said and Kieran sighed, Kael stood up to attend to a call while Mr and Mrs Jackson excused them to talk and now they were alone. Veronica was a black haired girl, she was 5ft6, she was a bit curvy, she wore a black skin tight dress which has a slit in front, the dress showed her cleavage, she was wearing a heavy amount of makeup, you can tell she dressed to impress.