Veronica Veronica Novels & Stories

she had dark brown hair with a pale skin, the one that Asians have and she gave cool vibes. "Nice to meet you all, I'm Veronica" she greeted them and was guided to her bed which was gladly the top one, because she needed peace and least distraction. "Where are you from?" Amelia asked her in excitement. "I came from Virginia" she answered hesitatingly, she didn't wanted to reveal much information about herself. "And you're here for?" It was Rachel this time. "I'm studying psychology at university and I got myself transferred from there, gonna study second semester here" she finally revealed all the information at once which concerned them.

A woman holding herself upright because she didn’t trust the ground beneath her feet. “I won’t keep you long,” she continued. “I just… needed to say something. To someone who might understand.” I frowned. “You have friends for that.” A corner of her mouth twitched—not quite a smile. “No. I don’t.” Silence stretched between us. Against my better judgment, I didn’t interrupt. “I grew up without a mother,” Veronica said suddenly. “She died when I was young. So young that sometimes I’m not sure if I actually remember her… or if I’ve just memorized the stories.”

she said, her lips pouting into a deep scowl. "What? How can you misplace that necklace?" Mrs. Khloe appeared disappointed by Veronica's response. I had a deep feeling that Veronica was lying. She didn't want to find her real mate because she knew that once she did, we were over. Although I had avoided Veronica since she advised Mia to reject my brothers and me, we hadn't officially broken up like that. "It's okay, Mama," Luna Lucy said. "Veronica has a strong wolf, so she will find her real mate even without the necklace. Or have you found him, Veronica?"

indicator appeared on the screen, showing that thousands of people were now watching. Veronica looked directly into the camera, and even through the exhaustion and defeat, I could see the intelligence in her eyes. The calculation. She was planning something... but what? "My name is Veronica Whitmore," she began. "And I need to confess something." "No, no, no," Theo was muttering beside me, already grabbing his jacket. "We need to stop this. Now." "I am a woman who has made terrible choices," Veronica continued, reading from the tablet. "I became involved with both of the Ashford brothers. They..."

I wonder what that means. “You can’t do that,” she screams in fury, “That’s not fair! Who the hell are you?” “I’m Levi,” my mate replies, “And you’ve threatened not only my friend, but also my wife. From my perspective, I’m being very fair. I haven’t killed you yet. Now, who the hell are you?” “Fine,” she replies, struggling with her cuffs, “I’m Veronica. I’m who you’re looking for. Hope destroyed my life, and I’m going to destroy hers. It won’t be long now.”

Veronica said "No, not until I tell you too. If you cum before I tell you to then you will be punished," I replied. Veronica was a moaning mess. Tia wasn't helping her because she kept rubbing her clit and sucking on her nipples. "Oh, please, My King. I can't hold on for much longer," Veronica moaned "What is it that you want?" I asked "To cum," Veronica said "Then you will have to beg me to let you cum, you dirty slut" I growled

There was his teasing snigger again. "You bastard!" Veronica swayed her sword in air and pulled away the rose off her hair. She threw it down and crushed it with her feet. "I will not like anything that touched you. Remember that." She shredded the words with venom. "If you have the guts, come and appear before me and I will finish you within a blink of your eye." There was a heavy breathe heard very close to her and Veronica abhorred the sound of his sniff. He was smelling her like woman are his toys. "Get visible you monster." She shouted with might searching around the room for him with ferocity. "I'm your death either today or tomorrow. It is only a matter of time. Your countdown to the

I noticed he focused mostly on the beef caldereta, savoring it slowly. “Veronica, do you have a business here too?” Mom asked. I looked at Veronica, observing her closely. “No, I’m just here on vacation,” she said, smiling. Veronica was stunning. Probably in her thirties, flawless skin, smooth and fair. Her makeup was bold but elegant, enhancing her features rather than covering them. She carried herself confidently, every movement graceful. I was about to take more caldereta when Ninong gently moved my hand away and placed a plate of vegetables in front of me.

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

Veronica unsnapped her strapless bra and pushed her panties down. Immediately Nic's dick got hard. Her body could keep his attention during the middle of a war. Her nipples resembled hard chocolate pebbles, beckoning for his attention. Her thin waist, toned stomach and wide hips only fed his lustful wants. Veronica was feeling so hot. She wanted to get him back for making her cut the tour short and then holding out on sex. Oh yes, he was about to pay.