Verosika X Striker Novels & Stories

"And what happens after the baby is born?" "The baby is a Sterling," Alec said, without a second of hesitation. "Our child will have the best doctors, the best schools, and the entire family fortune behind it. And you will never have to work a dirty job again for the rest of your life. You will be set for life." "I told you before," Sienna said, her voice small but steady. "I don't care about the money. I just want someone of my own. Someone I can love who won't leave me."

VICKY’S POV Shock, mortification, and sheer disbelief slammed into me like a tidal wave, leavin’ me dazed and breathless for a heartbeat too long. My knee froze mid-strike, and my hands curled tight into his shirt, nails diggin’ in like they were the only thing keepin’ me anchored to the earth. Why him? Of all the wicked luck on this floatin’ palace, why the hell did it have to be Leonardo Verilli? The man never struck me as someone who’d let his dick do the thinkin’. He was all ice-cold control, the kind of dangerous that made grown men piss themselves.

I said, sinking onto my bed, feeling the adrenaline slowly drain from my veins. Scott started to leave, but I stopped him. “The White Castle Strikers, do you have any updates on them? You know those guys are good, and we can’t let them take the championship. It’s a huge deal for my career… and my endorsement deals.” Scott rubbed the back of his neck. “What’s wrong with you? Something you’re not telling me, Scoot?” “Well… not really,” He admitted, gripping the edge of the door. “But the White Castle Strikers just released the names of the championship players. Your frenemy Nico is going to be their star player.”

And then, she would be the one to beat up Schneider. She made sure it would happen with her own hands. "Second chance, your ass ...," cursed Veronica, before she began to jump and strikes the wooden doll in front of her. ***

Fuck, there is no way I will let him get away with this! As I slowly turned around, I readied myself for the consequences of my actions. I don’t care who this man is or wat position he has in this company. He disrespects me, so I should only return the favor. However, as I turned around, I found myself face to face with a grinning, handsome stranger. His green eyes were bore into mine as if I’m the last meal in this world. His hair was dark and tousled, as if he just brushed it off with his fingers. He was tall and lean, like he always hits the gym. He was only wearing a white long sleeve polo and black jeans. His perfect set of white pearl teeth were on display as he grinned at me and his t

That tramp was nothing. “Georgina Reyes, huh?” Vira sneered, reading the investigator’s report. “Twenty years old. Dancer at Hype, a strip club. Cheap taste, Romano. I thought you had standards. Yet you’re groveling for a paid whore? Or is it her youth? Her freshness? Disgusting! And she’s got a kid with Alfredo Lozano? A gold-digging prostitute!” She shredded the photos of Fabian and Gigi on the cruise—his hands gripping her waist, his face buried in her neck, the girl grinning brightly. Tears of fury blurred her vision as paper scraps fluttered to the floor.

“Okay, good. Now I need you to breathe. I promise you we can handle the headlines and her. We can discuss it with the legal staff while we’re there. I know you must be livid, but I need you to stay calm. Can you do that?” He reluctantly nodded his head in agreement, but the color of his eyes looked black, which was always a sign that he was angry. “Do you have any idea how humiliating this is? Stories claiming that I’m impotent are going viral across social media right now!” “I get that, Ash. I do. But remember, I’m here, and I know how to deal with nasty publicity stunts like this. That crazy woman who ran around last season claiming Stryker gave her an STD, and who do you think dealt with

Priscilla scanned the crowd for her man, and then for the 'cute guy' standing next to hi-- "Victoria," she hissed. "That guy is Ruben fucking Smith. And he is not cute." Victoria's eyes grew huge. "That's the stalker dude? Seriously?" She sized Ruben up again. "Well, I think he is cute." Taking another sip from her drink, she pushed back from the table she was leaning on. "Would you look at that, PG? Ruben looks bored. I think I can fix that." And she pranced through the crowd, making her way towards him. Appalled, Priscilla stomped after her giant baby sister. "Victoria Mary Gard! Get your ass back here!" THE END

"Nik, I've got the basics out. You get to tell us all what you've found." The entire team got up, crowded around Striker's laptop. "Hey gang." Nik waved. "I've got some sketchy information from my collective contact. It wasn't a direct relation who was the beat cop on the brothel street in Stockholm. But it is a direct relation. I have information, but it's only about seventy-five percent verified." I snorted. "That's better than one hundred percent from anyone else." The strike team snorted in unison. "Damn straight."

"- You can either drive a stake through my heart or give me your blood. OH MY GOD!! , I can feel my fangs , its too late , run Claire ,RUN!" Ignoring him , I changed out of my pjs , and got ready while he was still rambling about Damon or something. I couldn't make it out. I give him a glass of water and an advil. "Here you go, sweetie. I will be back before you know it. Take care, kiddo", I said, and gave him a peck on his cheek. "Bye Claire , save the world, while I stay in this root cellar full of vervain , just like Damon was- Oh my my ! , HE IS SO FUCKING SMOKIN' HOT." A.D.h.D. is strong with this one.