Veronica X Betty Novels & Stories

It had been blindingly obvious even when she was a child that ultimately, she would be an extraordinarily beautiful woman. ‘You’ll know, of course, that Veronica is working in New York... for a billionaire...’ Belinda had cooed happily at him, smiling with satisfaction. ‘He’s totally besotted with her, of course,’ she had added. Even if it hadn’t been put into as many words, Sasha had gained the distinct impression from Veronica’s mother that the relationship between Ronnie and J.J. was rather more than that of merely employer and employee...

They stood at the precipice of unspoken truths, teetering between vulnerability and the weight of unspoken emotions. The evening wore on as they navigated the delicate balance between hurt and understanding. Bruno's work call interrupted the tentative peace, signaling another departure. This time, he didn't invite her to accompany him, leaving Me alone with a swirl of conflicting emotions. As she lay in bed, grappling with the events of the night, Veronica's thoughts turned introspective. The realization dawned that her connection with Bruno was a one-sided affair. He cared for her, but the boundaries of their relationship were tangled in the complexities of familial ties and societal norms.

“What happened?” Veronica jumped, her hands in the air. “The seer said, and I quote, ‘You, my dear, are bold, loyal, adventurous, and a beta by heart. You wear your heart on your sleeve, but one will take it. A handsome Alpha that shall be your mate in the nearest moons.’ I am going to find my mate soon.” Veronica could barely contain her excitement, but before I could rejoice with her, the clown man guarding the entrance ushered me in. “Your turn.”

it was relief that crashed through me so fast it made my knees weak. Veronica straightened, unruffled. She glanced at him with that same serene smile, the kind that said I’ll never let you see me sweat. “Don’t flatter yourself, Beta,” she said smoothly. “Not everything is about seduction. Some of us prefer… conversations.” “Conversations,” Rowan echoed, arching a brow. He leaned lazily against the opposite wall, arms folding across his chest. “Looked a lot like a seductive intimidation from where I was standing. But hey, maybe that’s just your idea of small talk or you playing domnitrix what do I know..”

A moment later, Veronica emerged, her expression calculated, smile too precise. She reached for him, steadying him and guiding him directly to his office door. Then, she turned, giving the camera a fleeting smirk before leaning in, her face brushing his. Jason was limp, clearly unaware. The screen flickered, and Bella appeared her younger self wide-eyed and heartbroken as she stumbled into the scene. The image froze. Bella’s breath caught in her throat. Her hand rose to her lips. She watched it again. And again. Each time, she saw the details she’d missed. Veronica subtly wiping Jason’s mouth. Her positioning. The almost staged precision. Jason hadn’t kissed her. He hadn’t even been consc

Veronica reached up, her warm fingers wrapping around my shaft, pulling me close while her other hand grabbed Collins, stroking him with a ruthless, rapid rhythm. The room dissolved into a wild, chaotic symphony of tearing fabric and heavy, desperate breathing. Veronica stood up, sliding out of her cream trousers and silk underwear in one fluid motion, leaving her jacket open to expose her bare skin. She hopped onto the edge of my massive mahogany desk, clearing a stack of market reports and financial charts with a swift, aggressive sweep of her arm. "Julian, get over here," Veronica ordered, her voice leaving no room for argument.

It was a small gesture, but it brought me a sense of comfort amidst the turmoil. I pulled out my phone, glancing at Noah's messages that had come in late, two days after the incident. The words blurred together as I tried to focus, but my mind kept drifting back to Bella’s surname—Xavier. I still couldn’t wrap my head around why she shared that name, and it nagged at me like an itch I couldn’t scratch. I shrugged it off, considering it a coincidence. There were more pressing matters at hand, like Racheal’s condition and the uncertainty surrounding Kim. Yet, as I sat there, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Bella was becoming more intertwined with my life than I had ever anticipated.

I circle her ass with my thumb, massaging the puckered ring of muscles, and she gasps. “There is no inch of your body I will not claim mine, Baby Girl.” She shakes her head, “No, please. Not back there.” “That’s not up for discussion.” I smack her ass cheeks so hard, I left an imprint of my hand. “So, fucking beautiful.” My canines elongate, ready to mark her again. Only this time, I will be transferring my Beta serum. I’m still fucking her from behind when my fangs break her skin, small droplets of blood drip from the wound as the bite is supposed to reach her muscle and leave the serum running in her bloodstream.

She had then found Jayden Wells there, shared in his meal, and imprinted on him after meeting him for the very first time. Jayden had barely known Avana’s father before then, and when Avana introduced him to her father the night after they mated, Jayden read his mind and saw that although he respected the new Beta and admired him, Avana’s father did not quite appreciate the young Beta being with his daughter.

The Beta called to inform him that they have a woman missing and that they are looking for her, she is accused of murdering their Luna with a cocktail of wolfsbane and liquid silver. According to the Beta, their Alpha is not doing well, which isn't surprising with his mate gone, and that the Beta has been tasked with finding the culprit and delivery her sentence, apparently he is the heir to the Alpha position and wishes to handle this situation quickly to demonstrate his ability before his succession, which is scheduled in 2 days time.