Veronica Sawyer Novels & Stories

Summer’s voice choked up badly. That bastard, Jasper, did not believe her. ‘He wouldn’t even know if he ended up wrapped around Veronica’s finger! Bastard!’ At Sea Coast Cafe... "Have you checked on the woman named Veronica?" Summer was wearing sunglasses. Her eyes were swollen from crying. "I checked. She comes from an ordinary family, but there’s an issue. She started having plastic surgery in junior high school, probably to look more like Victoria." Henri nodded and placed Veronica's information in front of Summer.

indicator appeared on the screen, showing that thousands of people were now watching. Veronica looked directly into the camera, and even through the exhaustion and defeat, I could see the intelligence in her eyes. The calculation. She was planning something... but what? "My name is Veronica Whitmore," she began. "And I need to confess something." "No, no, no," Theo was muttering beside me, already grabbing his jacket. "We need to stop this. Now." "I am a woman who has made terrible choices," Veronica continued, reading from the tablet. "I became involved with both of the Ashford brothers. They..."

Why would he do this? "Your husband..." I began, "If you don't want to talk about it then don't worry but, who was he?" "Achilles Drakos," she said, "He was a mercenary working for your mate, finding out the name of some leader. But he made the mistake of messing with him and lost his life for it." Connor's name. I swallowed, "And who are you?" "I am nobody," she replied, "I had no idea werewolves existed or that my husband was anything other than a teacher until a few days ago when Leonardo and his friend, Luciano, abducted me as blackmail against Achilles."

I breath out. They all stay silent. I see a look of recognition flash through Cristian's eyes. I cock my head in confusion. He catches my gaze and right as he's about to say something, a larger, older woman came over to us. "Hi I'm Sylvia, I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get for you?" She greets us happily.

After the last time, it wouldn't be bad enough to say that we were more like friends now. Friends with benefits. I took his signal, closing up the large distance between us. He stood there looking all professional in his grey shorts and baseball hat- surrounded by a bunch of other people. "So here's our second lead actress!. Everyone, kindly welcome - Selene Woods" - he announced, watching my approaching figure. I straightened my black top as i bowed slightly, strands of hair falling over my face. "You know, i have heard about you before and watched some of your movies - i must say Selene, you're quite the talent".

Why was everyone able to pick up like nothing had happened while she was slowly losing everything? Lily panted as her legs wobbled from exhaustion as she approached her car... which she was even starting to debate selling. “Um, excuse me, are you Lily Nawassa?” A woman asked and Lily turned to see a small mousey looking woman. Her reddish brown hair pulled into a messy ponytail and her light brown eyes flecked with darker brown shined. Lily discreetly sniffed in her direction. She was a vampire. Lily nodded, panting from her run. “Great,” the woman said, actually looking happy. “I’m Veronica Holloway,” she added, holding out her pale hand Lily took hesitantly. “Ms. Nawassa I’m-” Veronica sta

Please, don’t shut me out. I hesitated for a second, but I couldn’t hide it anymore. Me — Serah… you won’t believe it. Brandon’s ex-wife… she killed herself. Last night. She stabbed herself in the neck. And the worst part—her daughter witnessed the entire thing. Serah — What?! Oh my God. Why would she do that? Me — I don’t know. I’m as shocked as you. It all happened so fast. Serah — Poor girl. And Brandon… is he okay?

I wonder what that means. “You can’t do that,” she screams in fury, “That’s not fair! Who the hell are you?” “I’m Levi,” my mate replies, “And you’ve threatened not only my friend, but also my wife. From my perspective, I’m being very fair. I haven’t killed you yet. Now, who the hell are you?” “Fine,” she replies, struggling with her cuffs, “I’m Veronica. I’m who you’re looking for. Hope destroyed my life, and I’m going to destroy hers. It won’t be long now.”

Sabrina woke up when her phone chimed and she reached for it from her purse on the side table. She covered the satin sheet around her body and opened the door to peek at her husband working diligently at his office desk. She closed it and watched the live footage of Veronica's mission. She was worried about Veronica a little, but she didn't have to worry. Veronica could do it all by herself. She knew that Veronica wouldn't disappoint her. But it's not what she was worried about. She was worried about how painful it was to remember it all.