Veronica Sawyer Fanart Novels & Stories

Fountain half-done, roses popping red. Veronica leaned in, voice tinny through the speaker. "Okay, boss lady, your call, dragon or unicorn next? Can't be both. Rules." Angel shook her head wild, shoulders bouncing, that silent laugh again. She grabbed a blue piece, jamming it wrong on purpose. Veronica gasped fake. "Sabotage! Oh, you're evil. Rematch!" Angel clapped, eyes lit like fireworks. Scribbled quick: VERO WIN ALWAYS. Veronica ruffled her hair, soft. "Team win, kid. Always."

There was his teasing snigger again. "You bastard!" Veronica swayed her sword in air and pulled away the rose off her hair. She threw it down and crushed it with her feet. "I will not like anything that touched you. Remember that." She shredded the words with venom. "If you have the guts, come and appear before me and I will finish you within a blink of your eye." There was a heavy breathe heard very close to her and Veronica abhorred the sound of his sniff. He was smelling her like woman are his toys. "Get visible you monster." She shouted with might searching around the room for him with ferocity. "I'm your death either today or tomorrow. It is only a matter of time. Your countdown to the

Veronica stood alone by the window looking like she might shatter. I walked over and put my arm around her. "Talk to me, sweetheart." "I keep thinking about those photos. About what Mia said." Veronica's voice was barely a whisper. "What if she is right? What if I am just temporary?" "Stop." I turned her to face me. "Look at me, Veronica. That woman is playing mind games because she knows she cannot compete with what you and Four have. She is trying to create doubt where none should exist." "But Four loved her once. They had history."

Veronica provoked again. "Please stop. I don't want to fight with you," Zoey said. Veronica scoffed and dropped Arthur back in his crib. "Why? Because you know you can't win me?" She said as she approached Zoey. "Zoey, I must say how surprised I am that you could look this weak. But anyway, I wish Elliott could see your ugly face right now," Veronica giggled. "And bathing yourself in a caravan of scented perfumes won't earn you his attention," Zoey retorded.

Veronica Hale. Arden Rowe was set to star as Veronica Hale in a film produced in partnership with Titan Media, co-financed by a new silent investor with deep ties to international markets. The angle? Veronica as a misunderstood icon, a victim of the media's obsession with demonizing powerful women. Celeste’s glass hit the counter with a sharp clink. “You’re fucking kidding.”

For weeks I had forgotten about anything sexual need but here he was, just minutes into being caged by him, I was feeling stong pleasure, desire for him. "Veronica will scent a female off you." My voice was small as I struggled to lean away from his hold. "You should think about that instead. Don't make Veronica suspicious. Ferris and Gregory are good people." Veronica is a mad woman. She didn't think before acting. She thought of what she wanted and got it done, no matter the consequences. If killing every soul in this kingdom is what it requires for her to be with Adrian, she sure as hell will do it without regret.

Taylor spat, running a hand through his already disheveled hair. “She’s trying to humiliate us, to take away everything I’ve worked for. And I’ll be damned if I let that happen.” Veronica exhaled sharply, nodding in agreement. “That woman has always been a viper. I knew it the moment she stepped into this family. I warned you about her, but you refused to listen.” She crossed her arms, her expression dark. “She won’t succeed. I won’t let her.” Across the room, Sarah sat on the opposite couch, her arms resting on her lap.

“Oh you know how I love to wind your sister up. Nothing ever changes with her. I bet it drives Salem nuts.” She didn’t know, she wasn’t around to learn that Raven and Salem were no longer a thing “She’s happy.” I lie Veronica doesn’t respond. She’s staring up at the house. As I look over my shoulder, I see Neah standing on the doorstep. Raven and Eric stand either side of her. “Is that her?” Veronica whispers “Yes.” She grips my upper arm. “She isn’t much to look at is she!”

“Even though it’s obvious they haven’t. So, tell me, who should go and die now?” Her words hit me like a brick, but I refused to show it. “At least their intentions toward me are good,” I shot back, keeping my voice steady. “It’s you they’re using. You’re their sex toy.” “Okay, you’ve won this round,” Veronica said, her voice filled with venomous resolve. “But don’t let me see you getting close to either Simeon or Daniel. If you do, I’ll do to you what I did to Judith.”

Grinding her teeth, Emma looked up only to be confronted with a living plastic doll. Veronica Aniston. The hottest and most popular girl in the college. She was second on the list of her bullies. “What’s up nerdy?”, Veronica smirked while swaying her phone in front of her face. Emma crossed her arms over her chest and smiled back at her, “Good. What about you Annabelle?” Her answer made Veronica blow her top. Her amber eyes glistened with tears as she seethed on her face.