Verosika X Striker Novels & Stories

He smirked and I swatted his hand away. "Are you sure you're not a greenhorn anymore cause I think you still are. Your holy pretty Veronica happens to be Ella, the stripper." He yelled and I stopped right on my track. Don't listen to him, he's lying. I heard my subconscious say but I turned and rushed straight to him, dragging him by the collar and lifting him from the stool. "What nonsense did you just say?"

She smirks and pushes her ass into Luis’s growing erection. He groans and pulls her up on her knees and gets behind her before he slams into her asshole over and over again. She is screaming in pleasure as she is hit with wave after wave of orgasms. Trish and Vicente adjust themselves so Vicente is under Veronica and Trish is on the side of her. Vicente takes her nipples in his mouth and Luis sucks on Trish’s nipples. Luis grips her hips so hard that Veronica is sure she is going to have bruises as he pulls her hard back onto his cock.

The stranger moved with impossible speed. He sidestepped Marcus effortlessly, tapping the Alpha lightly on the shoulder. Marcus stumbled past him. "What—" Before anyone could react... Victor was already standing several feet away. Smiling. No werewolf moved like that. Gabriel's voice hardened. "Who are you?" Victor's smile disappeared. "I already told you." "No." Gabriel shook his head. "I asked what you are." For the first time... Victor hesitated. Only for a second. Then he smiled again.

"By sacrificing the happiness of your own people... Have you seen the last video of Grace and Dominick?... Grace didn't wanted to be separated from him. It's clear that they were in love.... They had something between them just like us..." Vera said. Vlad shook his head. "I know him... Dominick is a bloodthirsty monster. And don't compare our relationship with them, I never raped you... I know our relationship is dark but it's divine. His is nothing more than lust..." Vera sighed and closed her eyes. "I can't compromise with my career... You know it matters to me..." "You won't..." He assured. "Check your mails... And you will realise that you don't need to worry about your career."

~~~Skye's POV~~~ I sat alone at a quiet corner table in The Velvet Lounge, where Red works. It is one of the most popular strip clubs in Orlando. The lights were low and the music loud and pulsing. I was still wearing the same blue dress from earlier, now slightly wrinkled after the long day. I sipped my whiskey slowly, letting the burn slide down my throat as I watched the stage. The strippers were putting on a hell of a show.

She enters and Catriona is already in her defense motion. "It's Lily." Veronica said and she made sure that the room was secured. Veronica looks at Eros and helps him wipe his bleeding nose. "Cats don't mess up with his faces. He still has to look good on camera." Veronica said. She pulls out the small camera as she starts filming Eros's face. "What's your name?" Veronica asked him. "Eros…" He murmured. "Who do you love?" "Catriona." He laughed out loud. "Why are you asking stupid things, Lily?"

“Whatever happens… Whomever you’re about to see, stay strong! Keep you cool! Do your job and walk away.” Stopping the Discovery, Veronica opened the door and started to get out. Let the games begin! Don’t back down now! They met on the paved portico. Sasha opened the massive front door just as Veronica mounted the last step. She stopped the minute she saw him and gave him a quick glimpse. Her stomach did some flip-flops but she managed to keep her composure. He hadn’t changed, but then why should he have? Sasha still looked exactly the same. Tall, broad-shouldered, with the smooth warm skin of a countryman, his jeans were clinging softly to the taut muscles of his long legs.

Aries chuckled, amused by her reaction, and took a step closer, his hand encircling her waist, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Her eyes flew open and her trembling hand attempted to free herself from his grip, but he only tightened his hold and she felt pressed against his chest. “You’re the most innocent stripper I’ve ever met!” he whispered. Her nostrils flared with anger as she turned to sharply snap at him. “I’m not a strip…” Before she could even finish speaking, Aries leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. The proximity, his strong arms around her waist, and the demanding kiss forced Veronica to surrender, and the memories of kissing a stranger in the dark alley resurface

said Lorensius at last. Jessica smiled sadly. She then nodded slowly. "Before that, I want to confirm something," said Lorensius doubtfully. "What?" "Are you still a virgin?" "Yes!"

You disappoint me! She does not underestimate the woman's work, nor does she have a problem with what she makes a living for. Truth is, she doesn't give a damn about her or anyone. She was just unlucky because she was the woman who became the fiancée of the man she was flirting with. She won't let them just play with her feelings and make a fool of herself. "Tell me everything about her, Argus." "Veronica Vidal, she's 23. Her friends called her Bibi. Her mother is sick and she has three siblings, younger than her. She's been working at a strip club for five years now. And she and Diether met at a strip party."