Verosika X Striker Novels & Stories

“He thinks I’m weak.” “He thinks you’re a background character in his play,” Roxy corrected, a predatory grin spreading across her face. She leaned into my personal space, her scent of expensive perfume aggressive and commanding. “But you’re a dancer, Sienna. A real one. Not some staged hack.” I looked at the dark, heavy door of the club. The bass was still thumping inside—the heartbeat of Dave's secret life.

she asked. “Just a little gift to let you know I was thinking about you while I was away,” he said, smiling. She felt a rush of excitement at the unexpected gesture, but she was happy he thought of her. She opened the box. She inhaled sharply. “Angelo, It’s beautiful! You shouldn’t have.” It was a stainless steel ladies’ watch. But not just any watch. A Versace Mystique Sunray Dial Diamond ladies’ watch. It had a white face, and a stainless steel link bracelet and casing with diamonds surrounding the bezel ring.

The man, revealing himself as Victor, nodded solemnly. "We're not saviors, but we help those in need, captured by Alex. People that Hadila thinks are worthy of saving. You can stay here until you figure things out." Grateful, I asked, "Can you help me get in touch with someone?" Victor raised an eyebrow. "Who?" "Her name is Josie," I replied, handing him her number realizing she was my only connection as Davis usually had an harassment filter on his phone which might not accept any one call

She pouted her lips in a cute way that made him to give up. “Let mom return then we'll figure out what to do together.” “Are you sure?” He scoffed. “I'm a master planner, are you doubting me?” “Of course not. If it works I'll talk to Vero on your behalf, it seems like the lady also likes you.” “Who's Vero?” “Your nemesis.” Charles widened his mouth. He huffed and looked away. “You mean that castigator.” “I know you're stalking her, you like her but I don't know why you two are always criticizing each other.” She chuckled mockingly.

Verity was on high alert immediately as she stiffened inside Vera's mind. ‘Tire puncture nails littered in the middle of the road leading to your house… You understand what this means?’ Verity remarked in alarm. “Someone wants to harm me.” Just as she whispered that, a chorus of footsteps erupted behind Vera. ‘And they're right behind you.’ Verity said. ‘Verena, let me take control. They're men and…’ She counted the number of hearts beating behind them. ‘They're ten, all strong and healthy. You can't handle them with your human body. You need my strength.’

“What? Just because I have a past with you two you think I’ll vouch for Clara and prove that she isn’t who she claims she is? That she isn’t Tresicta?” “A deal is a deal…..and how do you know its Tresicta and not Clara”. “Didn’t I tell you? She was here a while ago….with that fire boy” Veronica grinned. In her eyes there was a little spark. “What did they want?!” Danny was tired of being nice. “They needed an expert like me. Just like you do currently”. “Where are they now?!” she demanded. “Who knows?” she shrugged nonchalant. Danny grabbed her by her collar. “You said a deal is a deal. Are you helping me or not?!”

She hated how quickly her body reacted to that single word. “Fine,” she said, lowering her gaze to the paper again as her shoulders slump back. But then, her eyes widened again at the next clause. “I have to quit working as a stripper and an escort?” A frustrated sigh escaped her. “You can’t be serious.” “This, or no deal, June.” He folded his arms over his chest. She grumbled, flipping to the next section with a half-hearted scowl. Her brow crinkled at what she saw next. “So… don’t like virgins?” she muttered, half to herself.

He barked. "Bitch!" Ergon made his way to the living room. He walked with a limp. He laughed when he saw Valeria in the hands of Strider. "You might have gotten away from me, but how will you get away from Strider now?" He laughed. He grabbed her hand and gave her a slap. "Never try that shit you did again, otherwise you will regret it." He threatened. Valeria was crying bitterly already. "Take her back to the room, Strider, and keep her locked up." He ordered.

Holding my hands, he said, “I do.” The Elder turned back to me. “Valeria Calros, a former member of the Starlight Pack, do you accept Aster Shadow-Moon of the Blood Moon Pack as your husband and mate, and do you accept to be his Luna?” I closed my eyes briefly, exhaling softly. When I opened them again, I found Aster’s gaze fixed on mine. His eyes shone with warmth and affection, so intense that I instinctively took a small step back. If only I felt the same way toward him.

The entire room suddenly fell into a strange silence. Everyone stared at Simon in shock. Only after they were certain it was really him did they gasp. Mick and Amanda looked at each other. "That's impossible! How is it Simon? We drew the long straw." Amanda frowned at Carla. "Carla, did you draw the long straw or the short one last night? Did you make a mistake?" After calming down, Carla answered in a hoarse voice, "I personally drew the long straw."