Veronica Speedwell Novels & Stories

Veronica said as she reached for the switch nearby used to alert servants to a room. After a short while vera entered the room after a brief knock. "Yes ma." Vera said with a bow down her waist. "Get me some alcohol." Veronica commanded. "Okay ma'am. But why?" Vera asked In a concerned tone. "I need to forget something." Veronica said. "Yes ma'am. I will bring it in a short while." Vera said as she bowed down and left the room. After about five minutes, vers entered with a tray filled with a bottle of red wine. And dropped it on a stool near her.

And now he belonged to someone else. “Still chasing ghosts?” The voice sliced through the silence like a blade. Rashel turned slowly. Veronica. Tall, elegant, and dangerous in the way only a mistress could be, Veronica stepped out from the shade of the colonnade, her heels clicking against the stone path like warning shots. Her gown, sheer black silk and dripping with confidence, clung to her figure like armor. “What do you want?” Rashel folded her arms. “To give you some advice. A courtesy, really. One woman to another.” Veronica smiled.

Veronica said with a sly smile, "hold on, you'll need something stronger for this juicy gist." Veronica gracefully strolled over to her well-stocked mini bar, her apartment's centrepiece. With precision, she selected a bottle of premium whisky, a knowing glint in her eye. Returning to the cosy sitting area, she poured a generous amount into her Nora's cup of coffee, the dark liquid swirling into a fragrant blend. Nora was intrigued and eager to savour every detail of the revelation. Nora leaned forward, her eyes locking onto Veronica's, her anticipation palpable. "You won't believe the new development between my sister and my fiancé," Veronica teased, her voice laced with excitement and susp

I think you have that strength, Witc- Sorceress Veronica. Veronica's eyes turned to meet his, and when they met them, he saw more vibrant, green-gold tinged orange in them than he had before. Where they had previously been rings of flame, now they were bright stars of light, deep and velvet and as rich as the night sky. She said nothing for a long while, looking up searchingly into his plain brown ones. Then, after a long, long moment, she reached up and kissed him, firmly and fully on the lips.

She sashayed her way toward the window and opened it, letting the cold breeze of the night in. Her tights were wet from their juices but she didn’t mind wiping it. She loved the feel of his seeds on her skin. She went to the closet and withdraw a tiny box hidden in the lowest part of the cabinet. She took out a small black bottle. Veronica uttered an ancient spell, a language that the modern world never know of. After that, she drank the contents of the bottle. Energy enveloped her. Her body was coated with a dark aura before it absorbed everything.

“Go to hell.” Veronica smiled. “Already there. Now pay attention.” She gestured. A basin was dragged forward and dropped at Haley’s feet. Inside it—water clouded faintly red. Blood. Haley’s breath hitched despite herself. “Wolfsbane-tainted,” Veronica said. “Slow. Painful. Fatal in small bodies.” Haley’s heart began to pound violently. “If you touch my children—” “They’re fine,” Veronica interrupted sharply. “For now.” She tilted her head. “This isn’t about them directly. This is about him.”

Veronica said under her breath after Lila has disappeared. Lila opened the paper and read the words that Veronica had scribbled. It was a hex spell that would disease one’s womb and make it so that the organ was unusable. The potion needed to be drank during before the person’s next menstrual cycle. Lila groaned how was she going to figure that out?

She could only grit her teeth in seething anger while tears filled her eyes as they dragged her further away from the hall. Veronica gritted her teeth once she was outside. She could barely comprehend what she just happened and how Rechel had come to know about the potion. She looked around the place and noticed how quiet it was outside. After taking a moment to digest what had happened, she made her way back to the pack. "Ms, Veronica, you're back. Should I-" the maid started, but she cut the maid off briefly?

With that, she left for her room. --- Back at the Blackwood mansion... “Ma’am, your idea was perfect,” Serena’s assistant said as she served her tea. “What do you think, Veronica? Are you satisfied?” Serena asked, taking the tea from Vivian with a pleased smile. “With her horrible reputation, people will easily be manipulated against her. They would believe what they read about her,” Veronica smiled wickedly. “I wish I could see her face right now. It would be amusing.” Their laughter filled the room.

she cursed under her breath, calling Keith again, and at last dropped her a message walking out of her apartment. *** Veronica walked around the round table and her eyes traveled up to the glasses of the champagne tower. A slow yet genuine smile slowly stretched on her lips as she recalled her first meeting with Aries. She sighed and her eyes looked at the small girl who looked around herself and stretched her hand to out a glass. “Hey!” Veronica reached her. “What are you doing?” she caught her wrist and squatted down to her level. The girl’s honey eyes widened in panic. “I want to drink this golden sparkly water!” she whispered in her ear, and Veronica chuckled.