Veronica Veronica Novels & Stories

Sandra Lawson. Not Lawson as in the brand. Lawson as in *her*—the girl who’d once braided Veronica’s hair in the dorm bathroom at university, who’d cried with her after her first heartbreak, who’d promised they would be friends forever. The same Sandra who’d stopped answering calls after Veronica’s wedding, after the whispers started, after the misunderstanding neither of them had ever quite explained. Veronica had assumed Sandra simply moved on. Became too busy. Became too successful. Became someone who no longer needed the girl who’d chosen a safe marriage over ambition.

Felix grabbed me and hid me behind him. "Stop it Jengjeng, you're hurting her." Felix said while protecting me using his broad shoulder back. "Oh, the Playboy is playing like a hero now huh " I frowned and pushed Felix when I remembered how he flirted with other girls. "Hello I'm Veronica Kim." I introduce myself to them. "Are you Korean?" I nodded to Jengjeng, and when I saw his face lift, I covered my cheek. "Felix's girlfriend is now traumatized. Stop it now wife– hello Miss. Veronica, I'm Lucas and this is my wife Athyna." Athyna waved at me.

When they got home, Veronica first undressed and went into the shower, she was feeling irritated and sick in her tummy, she has to vomit everything she ate before she was alright "do you want to come in there" Ryan asked concerned "no, I will manage" she replied him from the inside "Okay, let me get you something from the kitchen," he said from the door before walking away she was done by the time he came back "take this hot chocolate" he offers

' Doom asked. 'Veronica,' the witch responded, looking away. 'But no one has called me that for half a century. 'It is a strong and womanly name,' Doom said, a little amazed at himself for speaking to cheer a woman but forging ahead lest he realise it was her magic that was forcing him. He wished for his next words to be genuine. 'It is as beautiful a name as it is a woman who holds it, and it describes a great strength. I think you have that strength, Witc- Sorceress Veronica.'

East said. Veronica smiled. "You give me a nickname now, Mr. Rivera?" Veronica asked as she grinded East "Why? You don't want me to call you Veron? Oh my god ..." East moaned. East couldn't believe how wild this woman was. "I have no problem with that. What, Mr. Rivera, is your fiance better in bed than I am?” asked Veronica as she was speeding up the grinding with East "Oh my... hell, you're gonna make me..." said East.

Then she dropped to the floor, curled around her stomach, and dialed. ‎ "Caleb." Her voice cracked beautifully on the second syllable. "Please, help. Veronica, she's trying to kill me." ‎ I pressed my good hand over the wound, blood seeping warm between my fingers, and stared at her like she was a stranger speaking a language I used to know. ‎ "What is wrong with you?" ‎ "Who do you think he's going to believe?" She didn't even lower her voice for that. ‎ "The pathetic wife, or me?" The door slammed open before I could answer.

"Welcome to hell." ****************** "Stand up, you lazy slave!" A cup of water was dumped on me and I jolted up from the cold floor. Veronica was staring down at me, her face scrunched up with disdain. Veronica was a cruel girl with black hair and green eyes filled with hatred and anger. She was a few months older than me yet she was so immature. A scar rested on the side of her eyes, and I wondered if she was cruel to me because she was jealous of my looks.

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."

Finally, she said, “Add a zero to the fifty, and I’ll do it.” Veronica’s smirk widened. Without a word, she opened her designer handbag and handed the girl a small vial. “No room for mistakes,” she warned, her voice icy. “Emma Martinez is the target.” --- A few minutes later, the waitress returned to Veronica with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s done,” she said simply, as if she were reporting on a completed homework assignment. Veronica’s face lit up with satisfaction. She pulled out her checkbook and wrote down the amount the waitress had asked for, adding an extra twenty dollars in cash for transportation. She handed it over with a smug grin, as if she were rewarding someone for

she said. " My name is Veronica" I said, now in awe of this woman that speaked in such precise nature and carried herself in such high esteem. " I know you don't know my name, but I'm eve." She said. " Are you the reason alpha llyod is panicking?" I asked. She scoffed, shrugging off my question.