Veronica Miracle Married Novels & Stories

No photographers except the one they hired. Veronica wore ivory silk, simple lines that draped over her twenty-eight-week bump. Ethan wore charcoal, no tie. They said vows they wrote themselves. Promises of patience, of honesty, of choosing each other every day. When the officiant pronounced them married Ethan kissed her long and slow while their small crowd cheered. Sandra wiped tears openly. Later, at the reception, she pulled Veronica aside. "I was wrong about so many things," she said quietly. "But I'm grateful you're giving me a chance to be right now."

Veronica said as she sneered at me. "Was it true that Mia is mated to the Triple L?" Jenny asked softly. Looking over at me as I prepared to enter the black car, Veronica replied, "Let's not discuss unimportant people. I've accepted Jacob's marriage proposal so that my parents will stop treating me like a child." "Really?" Jenny and Sandra gasped, their eyes widening in shock, and I looked stunned too. I recalled the guy who had attacked me in the Oscar Hotel restroom—he was Veronica's mate.

Or maybe it won't have any effect later. "Sophia," said Mikayla, who at that time also saw the contents of the message from Mario. "Don't worry. If Tristan is really your soul mate, he'll definitely come back to you." "But, Ma. Will what I do not be in vain?" Mikayla smiled. "Nothing is wasted in this world, Sophia. But I want to ask you one thing. If God did give you a chance to thwart Tristan's marriage, would you be willing when he invites you back to live together?"

After a while, she lifted my head up, “Chin up baby. It's your day and the world is waiting for you to show your face. You're going to have a beautiful family,” “Yes you are,” a voice entered from behind and I recognized it immediately. It was the one behind Jason's farewell speech at the burial. Veronica, Jason's sister. She was of tremendous help in looking for the twins as the distress call was all her doing. She had hoped Jason would take the easy path and when the news came to her, she simply walked away, requesting privacy. Her feelings would continually haunt her, as she'll definitely feel like she orchestrated her brother's death. “Thank you Veronica. I can't appreciate you enough. W

"Seb, thanks, but you don't have to do this much" "Arghh, Amelia, it's fine, we will soon be married so what is the big deal?", Sebastian groaned, placing his fingers on her lips. He brought out the sparkling diamond and placed it on her finger. Excitement rushed through Amelia as Sebastian put the ring on her finger. "Thanks, Seb, I love you", she said and kissed him deeply.

"Please stop being so dramatic, Veronica. You know that's not what I actually meant. We just can't touch you just yet, especially when we haven't gotten married." "Married? Are you seriously kidding me? Do I look like I'm ignorant of these things? You and I both know that it is very much accepted for both you and your brother to mark me even without us being married. So far, it has been announced that we are mates. It is accepted for us to, so what exactly is the problem?" she went on, and I slowly started putting the pieces together before finally understanding what exactly was going on.

My wolf is nearly uncontrollable now, urging me to reach for her, to slide my hands into that silky honey-colored hair, to press my lips against hers. Instead, I grip the handrail behind me and keep my distance. “How long have you known?” I ask bluntly. Veronica’s eyes flicker, but her expression remains neutral. “Since the first time we met, all those years ago.” “Why didn’t you say anything?” She shrugs one elegant shoulder. “You were already with Iris. Then you married Selina. The timing never seemed right.” Her red lips curve. “But fate works in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? Here we are again.”

We then went through the same procedure and Robert responded, accepting his new title. “I guess while I have everyone I also need to mention I got my mate this morning. Not fated but our wolves chose. Her name is Veronica and I can’t wait to bring her home,” Mickey said, looking proud. I clapped him on the shoulder. Look at all of us, mated and content. Now we just have to get home in one piece. The men congratulated him and I didn’t hear from Viktor again, I had to wonder if he hung up. “All right enough, everybody get the fuck back to work,” Mickey said, laughing.

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

he asked. Lexi just nodded, not knowing what to say. They continued walking into the house. She was so shocked to see James at their house that she didn't even remember how she made it to the dining area. "So, since you have accepted our invitation for the marriage proposal, I believe you have no objections to my grandchild marrying Lexi," Grandma Mirasol began. Lexi couldn't help but glance at Shiela and James, who seemed to be in their own world. They were whispering to each other, seemingly unaffected by the conversation at the table. She couldn’t understand how she felt, but she was uncomfortable with what she was seeing.