Veronica Seider Novels & Stories

"Then, what should I do?" "Just let it be," Erna folded her arms in front of her chest, leaning her back against the chair. “What makes me even more curious, why Sander? As far as I know, you're not the type who's interested in being a matchmaker for other people.” "That's what you think," Veronica pursed her lips. "Do I look like an outcaster to you?" “A little bit honest?” "Yes." "I hate to say it, but yes, you look like an outcaster who doesn't want to associate with social things unless you think it would be beneficial for you. Except for me, Bianca, and also Dania, of course.”

She stood up and was about to sit beside Ethan, but Ethan looked at her coldly. "Cameron, sit next to me," Ethan said, the beautiful face of the woman ashen and contorted because of the humiliation of being rejected. The woman came back to her seat, gritting her teeth. Mr Sander patted the woman's hand and smiled. "Mr Miller, my daughter Veronica just wanted to have a chat with you. She's an avid fan of yours."

"Jane, there you are. They're about to start the ceremony." "What ceremony?" "The awards ceremony. Where they honor this year's top entrepreneurs." "Veronica, I told you I'm not ready for this." "You're as ready as you'll ever be." Veronica looked at Amanda. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Veronica Chen, Jane's assistant." "Assistant to what?" Amanda asked. "Assistant to the CEO of P&G Industries." "CEO?" Amanda laughed. "Jane isn't the CEO of anything." Veronica looked confused. "I'm sorry, what?"

Veronica was looking at me as if she wanted me to disappear in thin air. " At least her beauty has far more appeal than anything made artificially by the beautician or cosmetic surgeons. Her natural beauty can give inspiration to many poets." Adam said sarcastically. And Veronica got furious hearing that. But Adam got up and they all said good nights. Finally, we came to our suite. " I am really sorry for what Veronica said and really want to thank you for taking everything supportingly," Adam said removing his dinner jacket.

Maybe that´s the reason she looks at him with those eyes. So filled with happiness. And with such a smile of pride, almost as if she was looking at her son making his first swing with the sword. Her look was so deep and personal. Special. There was no room for doubt. This woman... She felt something for Dominique... Something that was not just admiration or respect... I can sense it... And... It bothers me... "Oh, forgive my late introduction. My name is Verónica Sideris Fotiadis. I am the vice president of the student council"

“Mother told me what you did. Stay at home and reflect on what you have done “ Before I could respond, another voice cut through the air. “Sebastian! There you are.” Veronica swept into the room, her designer dress shimmering with each step. Without hesitation, she slipped her arm through Sebastian’s, pressing close to him. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” Veronica purred, completely ignoring my presence. “We should arrive together, don’t you think? Make an entrance? Mrs Landi would love that” she giggled. Sebastian didn’t pull away. His expression remained neutral, almost bored. “Veronica, excuse me.”

Always watching, never missing a move. Later, the Luna noticed too. Vera moved through the corridors like a viper, beautiful and dangerous, her half-healed face stitched and shining. Her voice dripped with venom every time Veronica entered the room. “Whore,” she said one morning loud enough for all to hear. Veronica smiled sweetly. “You sound threatened.” The Luna’s eyes burned. “You don’t belong here.” “Maybe not,” Veronica said, voice calm, “but I’m the one your King listens to.”

Most especially me. “I just got here...” said Veronica beside me in a somewhat low tone, “...but I can tell that I'm going to love this place,” “It isn't exactly as great as it looks,” “With the right amount of drama... It is!” “Well there's plenty of drama in this school to create your own reality show,” I said and she laughed, even though it wasn't a joke, “I'm Sarah by the way,” “Veronica... Veronica Carlisle,” she gave my shoulder a playful bump, “I think you and I are going to make great partners in crime... Maybe even friends,”

Jenna started to be a little nonsense. The man irritably took out his passport and gave it to Jenna. Adam Lynch 30 years Vancouver, Canada She cleared her throat slightly, then took a picture of Adam's passport. After that, she returned it. "Okay Adam, I'll officially introduce myself. My name is Jenna Johnson. Just call me Jenna. From now on until checkout, you have to follow my rules, okay?" Jenna said with a sweet smile, she was already imagining that she would be paid 50 times from the rent bill of her room!

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach