Veronica Seider Novels & Stories

The beautiful pearls and little diamonds studs glow and shine when they meet the light. "Wow" Veronica mutters. "This is so beautiful Vee" "I know. It looks perfect. It's good you have it, I don't think I would have looked this amazing in it. Okay now sit and let me do your makeup" Veronica Rodriguez is a model and a makeup artist. So if she's willing to do my makeup, I know she's going to transform me into someone else. Which just makes this whole night better. "Done" "Girl you barely lasted thirty minutes" I say in shock

While Tony is preparing their dinner, Veronica switches her phone to the other phone that she uses for her undercover. She lay on the couch in her comfortable clothes with her feet over the sofa. She started tapping on her phone and then she logged into her account. She sends a message to Sabrina with an emergency highlight on it. Then soon, she received a message from her. "Get ready, V." She put away her phone and closed her eyes. Just when she almost fell asleep, she felt a body over her. Tony bends down and kisses her forehead lightly then her nose to her lips.

“I love you.” “I love you too.” June walked off as veronica looked away with a sigh of shame. “Bravo, Babe.” Vic approached her from behind the hallway. “Do we have to do this?” Veronica asked. “That lesbian’s been turning you gay. It’s time to teach her a lesson. Nobody steals my girls.” Veronica nodded at Vic’s statement as she harbored an unsettling pit of regret. The third bell rings throughout the halls of Sigmond Ross Institution as Elizabeth walked to the looker room after playing basketball.

again. ***** Veronica// I can do it!! I'm a great actress!! I got this! Just keep your focus on the goal Veronica!! I keep telling that myself the whole flight and the whole time I wait at the airport. I am shaking but not from the cold but the pain I feel in my heart. I feel disgusting, used and dirty. How do people live with something like that? How do they move on , make a family and live .. I don't want to live.. I lost everything in a matter of some months because of power hungry men, and I will be doomed if I don't make them pay!!

she added. "Lead me to my room," Veronica commanded. Yvonne walked her to the stairs and led her to the room. Once Veronica shut the door, Yvonne slumped to the ground and broke down in tears. Her lips quivered, her heart ached, her stomach churned and her eyes burned, as her tears ran down like an endless flowing river. Veronica had reminded her of something she desperately wanted to forget. All these years, she thought she had finally separated herself from her past. But that was not true. Veronica is a clear reminder that her past will hunt her down and wreck her.

Instead, she exuded a cold aura. Catherine gave her a cold look and said in a detached tone, "What do you want?" Selene smiled faintly. "Nothing much. I just heard about a talented student named Catherine at Styre University and wanted to meet her." She reached out her hand, smiling brightly, but there was a hint of disdain in her eyes, revealing her true feelings despite her outward appearance. "Hello, I'm Selene Miller, a Ph.D. in artificial technology and biology from Avon University. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

“I'm sorry but the CEO isn't in today. I could leave a message if you want?” Veronica smiled at the secretary, reaching into her purse to pull out a few hundred dollar bills. “Thank you, Clara.” She handed the money to Clara, and the young secretary showered her with praises and gratitude. I scoffed at this, suddenly feeling irritated for some reason. But as I turned to leave, I paused on hearing a call of my name. “Aurelia is it?” Veronica faced me, brows arched as she feigned ignorance. She was a tall woman and she looked down at me, peering through her lustrous lashes, as she probably judged my very existence.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

"Your heart rate changed three minutes ago." I forced my eyes open. The lab swam into focus—all gleaming surfaces and harsh fluorescents that made my skull ache. Veronica stood at a computer terminal, her back to me as she reviewed what looked like medical charts. She'd traded her designer suits for scrubs, but her hair was still perfectly styled, not a strand out of place. Even now, she was performing. "Quite the light show you gave us earlier," she continued, tapping commands into the keyboard. "Most subjects convulse when we sedate them. But you..." She turned, lips curved in what might have been admiration. "You just went quiet. Like your body knew exactly how to adapt."

The supreme dark-priest asked. “I will.” Veronica said with pride hinted on her voice. “Will you honor the duty and responsibilities that it will take you to be Queen, and do you do so willingly take this crown as yours?” The supreme dark-priest once again asked. “I will, and do so willingly what it takes to be Queen.” Veronica answered once more. “Then I declare you,” the supreme dark-priest said and she place the crown on the top of Veronica’s head, “Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, The Queen of Dexo Fernia.” The crown was placed above Veronica’s head.