Veronica Nelson Novels & Stories

The look in his eyes makes me nervous but I remain still and quiet while I wait for him to start talking "Tony, about an hour ago Nathan, Daniel and Micky found a girl out in the forest. She claimed not to be a Rogue and she didn't smell like one either but she wouldn't tell them who she was. She would only speak to me so I came straight down here." I have no idea who it could be so I remain quiet and wait for him to explain more. The look on his face turns nervous as he takes in a deep breath and runs his free hand through his hair and I snap unable to bear the silence anymore. "Who is it, Nicky?" I feel my whole body tense up suddenly dreading his answer. "Tony, it's Ro-" Before he can fin

It was Vera's first time seeing Anamika, she has only heard about her. The woman who is the mafia of the corporate world, she can turn anyone into dust with the snap of her finger. Vera's eyes roamed on her, she has tattoos all over her body and it definitely makes her look bold and confident. "Who's this new Doctor?... Where is Dr. Karl?" She asked and Vera gulped. "Dr. Karl is on his way... Meet Dr. Veronica, she is an excellent doctor and has more experience than Dr. Karl... I thought we should get her consultation on Mr. Dominick's health... We will be benefited by her expertise."

"So,there is news going that you are Mrs.Anna Thompson wife of Mr.Xavier Thompson and not Ms.Jasine Warner is it true and if it is not then how can you explain??",stella asked her which brought my interest to her questions, wow remind me to talk and reward the show director because they are definitely good with the questions I need the answers,Although I was very angry regarding the accusations brought on her as she is wrong and not Warner heir but I hated to say it is totally my fault unknowingly, as the reporters are frighten because of me, if they write wrong about me they clearly know the consequences so which made them write that she is wrong.

The boy who had eventually chosen someone else entirely. She hadn’t thought of Daniel in months. Today, the memory felt like a bruise she kept pressing. “Ms. Hale?” Veronica stood quickly. The woman who approached was young—maybe twenty-eight—with a bright smile and a tablet clutched to her chest. “I’m Claire Carter. It’s so good to see you again! Come with me. Mrs. Lawson is ready.” Veronica followed, pulse loud in her ears. They passed glass-walled offices, racks of sample garments, mood boards covered in fabric swatches and Polaroids. The energy was electric, purposeful. Veronica felt every year she’d spent in limbo like a weight on her shoulders.

“People do.” Nero glanced back to the frozen woman-shape on the upper corridor on the screen. “Then bring me the person, Nico. Start with Marena. Don't bother doing it quietly. That bitch will make a scene, I know. If she claws, let her. If she lies, let her. I’ll hear the difference. I've itched to cause her pain for a while now.” Nico nodded, but didn’t move. “And if it isn’t her?” “Then it’s someone dumber,” Nero said softly. “Which means I will enjoy it more.”

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

One of my biggest flex is my IT team, they can find anything, any piece of information can be tamed to them but the ones that are buried by experts might take some time. The reason why Veronica faced hypermedia attention was because of Nicole. Not only is her past bruised but what happened two years ago almost ruined her. She is walking on broken glass and it hurts me to see her like that. I called her today to warn her about Nicole's new plan and more so to divert her attention from all the scandalous things. Because if one thing I noticed about her is that she feels intimidated by me. Somehow she controls herself but the same attraction can be seen inside her; the longing, the desire, and

Just one word. ‘SASHA…’ “No…” she whispered. “I can’t be jealous of the future Mrs. Neville-Talbott for having Sasha, for having his love, for having kids with him… I can’t! I’m over him!” It was almost dark when Veronica eventually reached the Hall. The sound of other feet on the gravel momentarily made her freeze until she recognized the familiar shapes of half a dozen inquisitive peacocks and peahens. The cocks were sending their shrill cries of warning up into the still night air. A relieved laugh came out of her lips and she shook her head.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Helen's voice turned low, “Your goal is to be the Mrs. Anderson, to enter the Anderson family, not to act out a love drama with Thiago! As long as you reach your goal, it’s worth it, even if Kira humiliates you!” “But auntie.” “Enough! I’ll deal with your matters. Right now, I need to find a way into the Board of Directors, don’t disturb me.” With that, Helen coldly hung up. Veronica sat on the bed, so angry she was about to crush her phone screen. Then, another call came through. It was an unfamiliar number. Veronica wiped her tears, answering impatiently. “Who is this?” “Ahley, it’s been a while since we’ve last talked. How’s everything going in Hemsworth?”