Veronica Nelson Novels & Stories

The room fell into a hushed silence as Veronica's voice cut through the air, drawing all eyes to her. She rose gracefully from her seat, her gaze steady and determined. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of hope and fear intertwining within me. What would she reveal? Was she about to announce Lucas as her mate? "I have an announcement to make," Veronica began, her voice steady but laced with emotion. "Today, I have made a decision that will shape the future of our pack."

Her eyes were sharp, like she was searching for someone. Rosa greeted her, but the woman looked straight at me. "Are you Sera?" she asked. I tensed. "Who are you?" She walked closer and extended her hand. "My name is Veronica Hale. I'm a freelance journalist. I used to write for the Washington Post, but now I run my own online media outlet." "What do you want with me?" Veronica didn't take offense. She lowered her hand and pulled a business card from her blazer pocket. "I know who you are. I know about Gabriel Bloodfang, and I know about the trial that turned your life into hell."

said Veronica, waving her hand in front of her face before grabbing her coffee that had not been touched since it was served. "Ah- Huh! I can smell, Veronica, something is troubling you. What is it!?" Hosey asked, her tone was concerning. "Do you remember Rebecca Jonas?" Veronica said to Hosey. "That brown head girl in the college, and the famous ex of your boyfriend?" Hosey replied with a frown on her face. "Yes, that same Rebecca Jonas!" Veronica said and leaned on her chair; simultaneously she no longer tried to mask her distress.

Cassandra glanced over her shoulder towards Veronica, her lips twitching into a suggestive smile, “Your sister’s work on the other hand… is commendable. She has an excellent sense of justice.” Veronica couldn’t help the slight blush from spreading on her cheeks. In that tough industry, it had been a while since she received recognition from someone. Her brother scowled beside her, clasping her shoulder, “Let’s get out of here, Veronica.” She pushed his hand away and followed the doctor inside. She would not be swooned by those sinful charms. She huffed, “Stop flattering me. I will get back Selena and you will pay for laying your hands on her. I will find out about every single little mistake

He was worried about Jennifer’s condition. …... At Sea City... At the IF Shopping Mall... Veronica walked into the cafe and sat in front of Nieva. “Ms. Moreno, why are you suddenly looking for me?” “I heard that you're working as an assistant after your graduation. Are you interested in joining the entertainment industry?” Nieva said straightforwardly. She had investigated Veronica and knew that she was one of the women who had a scandal with Jasper. Veronica was shocked. “Ms. Moreno, are you asking me?”

Neris held her head high, but I could sense her anger simmering. When we reached Veronica’s door, Neris muttered under her breath, “If she tries anything, I’ll throw her fruit tray in her face.” Despite the tension, I almost laughed. Before I could knock, however, the door opened from inside. Veronica stood there, looking fragile and sweet in a white gown, one hand on her belly as always. “Oh, Elsa,” she said with false warmth. “I’m so glad you came. And… you brought a friend.” Neris gave her a cold smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t stay long. Just making sure my friend doesn’t get accused of another crime she didn’t commit.”

Veronica didn’t give Darcy a chance to have a comeback as she pulled Grace and ran out. Grace saw Sarah and Nola were waiting at the main gate as they approached. She pulled her hand out of Veronica’s hand and stopped running. She straightened her posture and walked gracefully towards them, which only attracted Veronica’s disdainful laughter. But Grace didn’t care, she knew Veronica would never have a malicious thought against her. “How did you succeed in snatching second sister-in-law from under the lion’s paw?” Nola chuckled as they reached near her. “When have I ever failed a mission?” Veronica lifted her chin haughtily as she let out a laugh that she thought was evil.

asked Haneul. "We're in 1966," Veronica announced. She covered her mouth with one hand as she winked, "I might be one of Fidel's mistresses." Haneul cast her a reproachful look. "Well, we're so sorry to ruin your fun, but we need to take you somewhere with us now." "Oh, no. I'm not coming with you. I brought you guys here to kill you." Just then, multiple blasts of violet-rimmed energy sprang from Veronica's fingers and into the angels, forcing Haneul and LJ back.

“So you are the new assistant everyone is gossiping about! Nice to meet you! My name is Veronica!” Veronica gave Flora her hand to shake. Flora accepted after hesitation. The shake was painful. Veronica almost broke Flora’s fragile hand. Flora pulled her hand violently and gave Veronica a death stare. Veronica knew this woman is not one to mess with. But her jealousy reached the point of unreason: “Unexpectedly you don’t have dark hair,” said Veronica with an evil grim. “Why should I?” “‘Cause she has dark hair! Or does he make you wear a dark wig when doing the deed?”

I still recalled with clarity how she'd cried aloud and sounded so sweetly blissed out. "Veronica was asking for you specifically yesterday," Kenneth said, arching one brow. I didn't reply, staring at him and knowing he wouldn't lie. Not about that. Veronica was a regular, loaded with money and an insatiable sex drive. If she wasn't at one of the Bratva's operated sex clubs, she'd be at another elsewhere. The older woman had no scruples about seeking out pain and pleasure, and to my knowledge, she'd never once uttered a safe word.