Veronica Sawyer Novels & Stories

This somehow hurts me, as she could not stand me around her. “Just listen to me. I would rather not create a scene here.” I say as I hold her from leaving. “What I am to say to you is far more important than your ego.” I add. “What do you want to say.” She says as she stops. “Its Veronica. She is dying and she is asking for you. She wants to talk to you about something. Furthermore, she only has days to live, so you must hurry before it is too late.” I say hoping to see an emotional Rebecca in front of me, but I guess I was wrong, she just looked at me so coldly.

c said and Nicki stood up, and silver gave her hand a light squeeze. " go for it babe" silver said and Nicki was walking to the stage while Samira was coming down. Samira shot her a glare and she smirked. " go on loser" Samira whispered to Nicki as she walked pass her, and that made silver to frown because she noticed Samira whispered something into her rommie's ear. Nicki smiled and walked up to the mic.

Veronica was furious. She texted me: [Amelia, are you happy now? I’ve lost completely, and now everyone sees me as the other woman. Is this what you wanted?!] [I’m not happy yet. You’re still in my way. Get him out of my life, or I’ll crank up the heat and make sure you never recover your reputation!] Maybe she was scared that I had more evidence. Thirty minutes later, Veronica showed up. I watched from my window as she and James argued and pulled at each other.

He said, with so much insensitivity. Veronica couldn't believe her ears, and at the same time, she could, but didn't want to believe it was true. She just wanted to die with Kiera. "People do change, don't they?" Veronica said as tears trickled down her cheeks. "Look Veronica, I..." "Beck please," She interrupted him. “I just want to be alone for now.” She forced her legs to move, but they were too weak because she was still in shock. Her head was spinning like a wheel and before she could move again, she collapsed and became unconscious.

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."

The sky was full of stars, peaceful in a way that almost felt mocking. The quiet didn’t last. The sound of my phone ringing from my room shattered the stillness. My heart lurched. I hurried back inside and grabbed it. It was Taylor. My brows knitted instantly, my pulse jumping. A bad feeling settled deep in my chest. “Yes, Taylor. What’s wrong?” “Veronica woke up!” His voice was sharp and hoarse. “She woke up. But she’s asking for a woman named Yvonne. Constantly.” “Yvonne?” My eyes narrowed. “Yvonne Rogers?”

my body jolts, alerting me of an unknown presence; a witch – no, she’s more than that. An elderly woman stands opposite me, her honey-brown eyes gleaming into my own, “you look… familiar,” she smiles, her weight leaning on a rosewood cane. “And who are you?” I ask, my gaze flickering between Jaxson and Grayson, whose gaze bores into my own. “Oh, dear, where are my manners? I’m Crowe, here on official business for my Qusayr,” I crease my brows in confusion. If she is a Witch, then that would mean her Qusayr is Sophia. Why did Sophia call her here?

"Tell me the truth, Spike. Are you using me for your own gain?" Spike hesitated, his gaze flickering away from mine for a moment before returning. This time, I could see that he was hiding something. "yes, in a way, I am using you, but not to hurt you. I care about you, Luna" his voice broke as he spoke. "I've wanted to tell you for a few days now, but I just haven't worked out how" his eyes fell to the ground. I could see and feel that whatever he was about to tell me hurt him. Taking a deep breath, he went on. "I'm cursed; I was cursed over 500 years ago by a witch named Sylva. She was one of your ancestors. After she cursed me, she told me that one day, I would meet a girl with hair as da

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

“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!”