Veruca Salt Quote Novels & Stories

When it ran down my face I blinked hard, specks on my lashes that stuck like shame. The blonde one clapped, delighted, as if I were an animal they’d dressed for show. Veronica leaned forward, her red robe folding like a smile. There was no warmth in her eyes, only the calculation of someone assessing a toy. “It suits you,” Veronica said. “Sticky and sweet. Men like the sell of it.” There was a tone of testing in it, and a cruel pleasure. “You should be grateful, you’ll be remembered.” “You think Xander’s taste is that trivial?” I retorted, bitter even as the chocolate ran into the hollow of my collarbone and stained the plain dress. The words sounded small in the room, but they were mine.

I uttered filled with frustration. "I can't lose Atasha," I firmly added. "You will also lose her if she avoided her responsibility. Useless members don't deserve a spot in inexorable vis, they are better off dead Conrad, you know that," Veronica firmly uttered while looking at me directly in the eyes.

they both said I went back to my cooking, I was preparing macaroni for lunch. I could hear their voices and laugh but something drew me back to their conversation, it was Veronica's name "Guess who I bumped into?" Camilio asked "Who?" Ivan and André asked "Take a guess first" "Cut to the chase man, we are not 5 year olds" André said "Veronica, even saying her name tastes bitter in my mouth" Cam said "That bitch" André cursed "She came to my office" Ivan said

Silk blouses that feel like whispers against my skin. I'm not used to this. Not used to looking in the mirror and seeing someone who demands attention instead of shrinking away from it. It's strange. Unfamiliar. Like stepping into a body that isn't mine. Veronica circles me like a sculptor admiring her latest creation. "You look—" she tilts her head, considering, "—like the kind of girl who leaves wreckage in her wake." I laugh, short and disbelieving. "Me?" "You," she says firmly, adjusting the strap on my shoulder. "All you needed was a little push."

"Well suck it up cuz you need to start liking women again, or you might end up being gay" Too late, already happened. "Look Sebastian we have 67 women that are already in line, we haven't even covered half, pick one that suits the Aesthetic of your work and get into a fucken contract with. It's really not so hard ", Timothy said. And then in that moment, the craziest thought came to mind. "Veronica ", I said. "What's that?", Anthony asked. "Veronica!", I said again this time more confident. "You want to pick Veronica? the same woman that messed with your mental health that made you start hating women?", Timothy asked confused as fuck.

Surprise, surprise.. 🔥🔥🔥 "Slut! What do you think? That you’d just do whatever you like and it would just work? No, that's never going to happen, do you hear me?" Veronica yelled, as she eyed me from head to toe. Of course, I wasn't going to say anything to her, but the thoughts in my mind were obviously enough to not just shut her up but to end her right there and then.

“You think locking me up in a room for days will stop me from telling the world the truth about you?” Mrs. Carlos chuckled, the sound grating in my ears. “Oh, Veronica,” she said, standing up and walking toward me slowly, “you’re just a stubborn little girl. Ivan made a terrible mistake falling for someone like you. What are you trying to get from all this, you are nothing. If not for Ivan influence you're still be at that club kissing strange guys for the rest of your life.” Her words stung, but I refused to back down.

And after a minute, she suddenly burst into laughter, forgetting that she was surrounded by numerous wolves. “Oh, I'm sorry. Luciana made me laugh. She's so funny, right?” Veronica uttered, but no one agreed to her. No one laughed with her. And when she felt it, she returned from her serious expression. “There’s nothing funny with what I said, Alpha Veronica. I just wanted to remind you of being careful from the words that you uttered. It's a friendly reminder,” I asserted. Veronica gritted her teeth. She was about to speak when Massimo pressed her hand.

~PRESENT MOMENT~ “I can't believe he left me here. I thought he was going to help me.” Veronica thought to herself, seriously heartbroken. “Such a coward! He just ran off like a coward.” She muttered, sniffling, as she wiped off a tear which had escaped her eyes and sat back on the bare ground in the pit. She felt so bad that right at the moment when she thought her salvation had come and she was about to be saved, it turned out that her saviour, for reasons best known to him, left her and ran off.

I was despondent and lonely. "I still don't get it . You have been adopted many times but always end up coming back. The most funny part is that the couple from hell didn't want either . Are you by any chance cursed ??" Veronica ,the bitch came to my bed with her minions. She was like that because she was sister Ester's favourite. "Do you dare say that about them .. obtuse bitch " I had had enough with all the inside . "Did you just insult me ..? Sally close the door . I am going to teach this chihuahua some manners