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Veronica asked “No! We will make you forget” I said “But she will try another spell eventually.” said Mika “I wont!” Veronica said defensively. “We might help you forget us but we wont be able to change your heart and how you choose to live. But if what you do hurts people,kills people to be frank, then we will have to throw you into the filter!” Said Mr Phenyo, sharply. “Inject her!” Ben instructed. A dose of XXR was given to Veronica, she fell into a deep sleep instantly.

Ava commented and peeked at the elders who were paled. Veronica nodded her head and took one bottle of an antidote. “Sadly, I only do one bottle. I thought you will all die today, and I plan to spare one life here.” “Veronica! How dare you play with us? We already signed the will, and you didn't want to help us.” “It's better not to help you all. Our pack already knows how scheming you all.” Veronica throw the bottle from the top, and the elders pushed each other to get the antidote. Veronica stood up and pulled Ava to leave the room.

I still needed to figure out how to find evidence that my uncle killed my father. I parked the car, turned to tell Veronica to get out only to find her grinning to herself. I wondered what she was up to now “Wipe that look off your face, we’re here”, I get out of the car. We walked into the cafe, heading towards the counter. Veronica's mouth was gaping at the cakes lined up in the glasses. I could see the invisible drool by the side of her mouth in my head, her eyes were shining so bright. "Pick your mouth off of the floor”, I snickered, brushing past her to meet Greta at the table. She was an old friendly woman who owned this business with her husband. A kind-hearted soul who liked to poke

She knew the witch could hear her even though her voice was weak. Another set of boisterous laughter echoed in the cave. The torch that was mounted at the walls of the cave blew, making the lights falter. “Say whatever you want to say to me, werewolf. But between the two of us, it is you who will never be going back to Bresmont. You will die and rot in this cave, and no one will ever know that the infamous Veronica died pitifully in this cave alone. You corpse will be feasted by those rodents and nothing will be left of you.”

"If she wakes up while Silas is linked, she takes his soul, but if you pull the lever while the vault is flooded, the saltwater will short-circuit the link and fry her brain, you have to wait for the breach!" Verina understood the gamble in an instant, if she waited for the vault to flood completely, she would likely drown before she could reach the surface, but if she pulled it now, Silas was a dead man. She looked at the girl in the tank, who was now slamming her hands against the glass, her mouth open in a silent, terrifying scream that rattled the very air. The violet fluid began to leak out of the cracks, a thick, viscous slime that hissed when it hit the rising saltwater. "Five seconds

he said, his eyes anxiously running between Andrei and the bane of Holly's existence. As if she had eyes in the back of her head, Veronika turned around, her blood-red lips twitching upward in a disturbing smile. She rose from her seat, dumped the magazine in her hand onto the coffee table, and strutted over, her Louboutins clicking softly on the marble floor.

They were waiting. A voice drifted from the back of the room, sweet and laced with a deadly, delusional arrogance. "Look who finally decided to come home." Veronica stepped out from behind the altar, bathed in the red moonlight. She was wearing a white gown, pristine against the dark magic of the room. She held a silver remote in her hand like a toy. "You're late, Nash," she smiled, tilting her head. "The party is just beginning." She raised the remote. "Kill them."

Trash should stay in the trash where it belongs. The memory almost made me laugh. All that effort, all that scheming was just to toy with me? This time, I wouldn't back down. I accepted the candy and casually slipped it into my pocket. Sierra's smile faltered. She frowned slightly. "Vera, I thought your throat hurt. Why aren't you eating it?"

As they closed in— Their strikes came simultaneously. Direct. Efficient. No wasted motion. Because even now— They held onto something. Pride. They didn't draw their weapons. They would fight him— Fairly. Just like soldiers. The entire hall watched. No one spoke. No one breathed too loudly. — At the side— Veronica clenched her teeth. Her mind was in chaos. She didn't know what to feel. Did she want Lucien to win? Or lose? If the Undead Army succeeded— She would die.

And I can't think of a better way to stay a little longer, anytime they might attack me and that will be my end. I can't die like this, I can't surrender myself. Until an idea hit me, right. Salt purifies, Exorcists, Shamans, and other earthly witches use salt against dark forces. The sea is salty, so I will just have to buy some time, and then I will execute my next plan. I don't really plan to jump, because I know I will die if I do, but I have no choice. There is no way I am gonna die in their hands, no f*cking way!