Veronica Sawyer Novels & Stories

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..."

“Better hair? Wasn’t he balding?” “Exactly! That’s why I couldn’t take him seriously!” Veronica exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “But the worst part? He actually managed to convince the director to rewrite half of the script just to give him more scenes. Ugh, men!” Daisy couldn’t help but smile at Veronica’s animated storytelling. Veronica Lynn was nothing short of a force of nature—outspoken, dramatic, and unafraid to voice her opinions. Clara, on the other hand, was the perfect counterbalance—soft-spoken, sweet, and eager to please.

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.”

"Yes. You are in the right place. I am the she whom you are looking for. What can I do for you, dear?" When I heard what the woman said, I looked at her with my eyebrows meeting each other in confusion, and I turned my head to look at Sydney, who was wearing the same expression as I am. "You… you are… you are Veronica Dawson?" Syd asked her in disbelief, and the unfamiliar-looking woman nodded her head.

Gale said cheerfully. It was weird to hear someone so happy about dead creatures and it only confused me more about the girl. Saple made an annoyed noise in my head. “It isn’t the death that thrills her but her passion for the subject.” Saple told me. Everyone seemed ok with Gale. Except for Veronica, who was constantly fighting with her over things I didn’t understand and I hadn’t thought Veronica was the kind of person that fought with others. But she had fought the monster. Prince Vaugn was nodding at Gale as he turned towards Veronica, who looked up at him with big sparkly eyes. She never looked at me like that. Gale jumped on her lap again and Veronica began struggling to get her off.