Veruca Salt Squirrels Novels & Stories

Thank goodness she’s squeamish. Quarry Pack males and their mates hunt and eat in their fur during full moon hunts, but I never have, since I’ve never gone on a run. The meat I eat comes wrapped in brown paper. Her stomach rumbles at the thought, the memory of the squirrel swiftly losing its ick factor as she stretches her jaw and gently locks it around Justus’s muscular upper arm. His bicep flexes, almost imperceptibly, while his breath remains slow and even. He’s pretending to be asleep.

He’d heard of women supporting their brothers, but cousins too? The fact that Serena and Becky found someone like her for him to have a blind date with was absurd. As the girl kept going on and on with her demands, he couldn’t help but frown. "Vero…" What was a full name again? "Veronica Salt." Veronica immediately responded when she saw he’d forgotten her name. Ah, yes. She had the same name as a character from "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory," and she also behaved quite rudely. "Ms. Salt, do you think talking this way will make you seem unique and that you'll get my attention?"

Even if some survived by chance, who knows how deep they were buried beneath sand and gravel? Vera then asked, "How did you acquire that ten-thousand-year ambergris before?" "By chance," Charlie replied. "I looted it off the corpse of this vermin in Aurous Hill who used to farm parasitic worms." Vera laughed. "Well, that's certainly quite a chance. But don't worry—I will try to ask around and see what I can find." - It was noon by the time Charlie and Vera returned to Aurous Hill. As Vera had been gone for a while, she missed her orchard, so Charlie took her to Scarlet Pinnacle Manor right away, having asked Don Albert to wait for them there earlier.

Siana got up from the floor and stood away from Verona, still pretending to be scared of whatever was going on. “Aw poor you.” Verona made puppy eyes as she tilted her head slightly and walked closer to Siana. “Who’s playing such a disgusting prank on you?” She touched Siana’s cheek with the same bloody hand she had just touched the mouse with. Siana shivered and stepped away again as she wiped her cheek with the sleeve of her jacket. “Oh…” Verona said slowly as she watched her quietly. Her expression changed within a second and she clenched her fists tightly, squishing the dead mouse and spattering whatever blood was left inside its body on her face.

Vincenzo mumbled with red eyes. ***** Sasha was crying and sweating mercilessly… it was impossible for her to find the cure in the lab…. No matter the substance she put… The rabbit face never got better… She started shaking and crying like a newly born baby. Someone's loud laughter made her flinch, and she turned to see Vera….. "You are so pathetic, the freaking fuck, the almighty Sasha is crying…. Common put me on the freaking channel," Vera chuckled. "Get away," Sasha yelled. "I won't; I have the lab key. I'm in charge now… hmmm! I can save your life, Sashy…. But there's a condition," Vera mumbled, grabbing one of the chemicals….

Emily strained toward him, desperate to comfort our pup. Rachel's grip on Veronica's hair tightened. "So you're saying it was an accident?" "Yes!" Veronica yelped. "It was an accident during a pack visit." "A pack visit?" Rachel's voice dripped with sarcasm. "To a neutral territory den? Without invitation?" Veronica suddenly seemed to realize she didn't know who this woman was. Her fear momentarily gave way to confusion. "Who are you anyway?" she demanded, trying to regain some dignity despite being partially bent over with Rachel's hand still firmly gripping her hair. "What right do you have to—"