Romans & histoires Veronica Speedwell

she said proudly as they stepped into Olympus without a hitch. Veronica dusted her dress off, "Never do that again." "Why? I thought you liked destroying things." Alice said, walking gaily more into the Olympian territory. "Veronica, Princess of Lust, and Park Alice of the Summer Isles. To what do we owe the honor of having our gates blasted to bits?" A surprisingly good-natured voice greeted them. Veronica almost snorted in laughter at what was said. But she immediately clamped it down as three goddesses showed themselves in front of them, looking intimidating and almost identical to each other, only to be identified by the different colors they wear.

“So you are the new assistant everyone is gossiping about! Nice to meet you! My name is Veronica!” Veronica gave Flora her hand to shake. Flora accepted after hesitation. The shake was painful. Veronica almost broke Flora’s fragile hand. Flora pulled her hand violently and gave Veronica a death stare. Veronica knew this woman is not one to mess with. But her jealousy reached the point of unreason: “Unexpectedly you don’t have dark hair,” said Veronica with an evil grim. “Why should I?” “‘Cause she has dark hair! Or does he make you wear a dark wig when doing the deed?”

It wasn't one of those smiles that brought peace to one's heart, but the opposite. “Oh, is that so?” Veronica faked a laugh which brought goosebumps on Alice's body. “Here let me help you”, Veronica stretched her hand forward, motioning for Alice to take it. Alice had a bad feeling about it, but thinking that Veronica didn't know her what could she do to her? Besides, there was no harm in accepting this type of help. Alice didn't know that Veronica was a white lotus because as soon as Alice took her hand, Veronica tightly held unto it and pulled her halfway before moving closet to Alice's ears and whispered…

Veronica saw the majestic ceiling in her eyes as she awoke in a trance. She was so dizzy that she couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality. “Uncomfortable.” Her body seemed to disintegrate as she gradually opened her eyes and saw an infusion tube and bottle. "I'm not dead. How could I have the chance to live? I was in the woods earlier and now in a large, unoccupied bedroom." "O-Oh." Veronica struggled to sit up on the vast bed. She was too weak to move. "Werewolves are supposed to heal fast. Why is my body so fragile–"

“Don't worry about those wooden planks. Me and Nicholas use it to train. Now, swing the spear in your hand violently.” “Okay. I will try it. Veronica walked over to the glass door, standing in the middle with her gaze completely focused on the wooden plank Alec pointed to just now. He swung the spear with all his might. DAAARR!! Both he and Karl were surprised to find that the spear in his hand released a large amount of magical energy towards the wooden plank. A thick puff of smoke formed from there. As the puff of smoke started to clear, Veronica's eyes widened knowing that the plank had turned to ashes.

“Iris. Miles. I need to get back to them.” “Arthur,” Veronica coos, dropping to a crouch beside me. “Don’t fight it, my love. You know this is where you belong. With me.” I try to push her away, but my arms won’t respond properly. My wolf, who moments ago was howling for Iris, has gone quiet, subdued by whatever is in that perfume. “What is that stuff?” I manage to choke out. “Just a little something I’ve been working on,” Veronica says, spraying me again. “Nothing harmful, I assure you—just enough to make you… suggestible.”

Veronica sighed crouching down taking the bluebell from him gently. "Thank you." she praised him, her heart melting at the adorable melodic chirp he gave her. Veronica smiled before they continued. Snowflake pranced around whilst Veronica pulled out her foraging book, and looked at the white berries between her fingertips. White-berry nandina was the berry she had in her hand. Veronica took a whiff of the berry before taking some notes on the bush. She was passionate about nature, the environment and fascinated by each leaf, berry, tree and animal she discovered. When she was older, she wanted to either be a park ranger or a veterinarian. Speaking of which, where was Snowflake? he was playin

A small smile graced my lips as I replied, "You are most welcome, Veronica. Sometimes, the most unexpected places hold the greatest refuge." The air hung heavy with anticipation as we continued our journey, our footsteps were soft against the forest floor. But suddenly, our progress was abruptly halted as Veronica suddenly stopped in her tracks, a pained expression contorting her delicate features. Without a moment's hesitation, she sprinted towards a nearby corner and doubled over, retching into the underbrush, as her body convulsed with sickness. When she finally finished, I approached her cautiously, a mixture of curiosity and worry swirling within me.

"Hey, what kind of elixir do you think Alexis will brew this time? Among us, she's the only one qualified to be Gamma." "Hard to guess. Alexis hasn't been in the pack for nearly a week now, probably working hard somewhere." "By the way, I heard that Victoria, who has always been mediocre, somehow brewed a speed enhancement elixir using mooncrest herb that can increase a wolf's speed by 200%. Though she hasn't shown it to anyone, so who knows if it's true." "No way," Another one gasped. "Victoria? The girl who couldn't even brew a basic healing potion last summer?"