Blue Bloods Vanessa Ray Novels & Stories

She yells. "I'm right here." Her bright blue eyes zero in on me, and I am treated to a first classes view of the extent of her rage. "Let her go, Darth." Darth looks uncertain. "Are you sure, sir?" I nod. "Let her go." Vanessa growls as she barrels towards me, fingers curled into fists. "Where is my bestfriend you motherfucking bastard? Where is Mira?" "I do not have an answer for you yet, Vanessa." I reply, surprised at my calmness.

Her eyes were loud with questions. She was torn between the memory of a father she loved and the possibility that he wasn’t the man she believed he was. It made everything blurry. Because while I’d been ready to hate her, ready to make her pay for sins that weren’t hers, all I saw now was a woman caught in the crossfire. Vanessa hadn’t poisoned anyone. She hadn’t planned any ambush. She hadn’t twisted council laws behind closed doors. She was just here. Carrying a punishment that had started long before she was even old enough to understand the stakes.

I repeated, my voice sharp. Raymond took a deep breath. “I don’t know everything, but I’ve been hearing some things. Things that don’t add up. Vanessa’s been talking to people, Lucas. People who know more than she’s letting on. And it’s not good.” I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. “What are you talking about?” He looked at me, his eyes serious. “I think Vanessa’s been setting you up, Lucas. She’s been playing both sides. And I don’t think she’s done yet.”

The color drained from Cassian’s face. Instantly. Selena’s heart stopped. Because the dark blue vehicle belonged to someone they all knew. Someone who had been involved from the very beginning. Someone standing inside the mansion only hours ago. And as the realization spread through the room, nobody noticed Vanessa slowly lowering her head. Or the tears beginning to form in her eyes. Because the name on the vehicle registration read: VANESSA REED.

Vanessa was going after Isabelle. Vanessa was a Blackwell and had at least half of the vampire world at her disposal. It wasn't her style to be the one to get her hands dirty, so that meant she'd be sending out the drones after her. Goddess knows what they'd do to her. "And you're okay with that?" Cassius growled through gritted teeth, "With Izzie being torn to shreds because of you?" "Oh, it's not because of me," Brad laughed and shook his head, "It's because of you. If you hadn't abandoned Vanessa to chase Izzie then this wouldn't be happening," he accused.

She had long blonde hair tied in a sleek ponytail and sharp green eyes that were currently narrowed at me like I was a cockroach she wanted to crush. “Vanessa?” Declan breathed, his eyes widening. The woman stepped forward. She didn't even look at Declan.. her gaze was fixed on me. “So, this is the little 'dirty blood' girl everyone is talking about,” Vanessa said, her voice laced with venom. “I must say, Declan, your taste has plummeted.” “Vanessa, stop,” Declan warned, his voice dropping an octave. She ignored him, stepping into my personal space. She was taller than me and she radiated an aura of power that made my wolf cower inside me.

B demanded. “Fuck this.” Vanessa muttered before rolling out from her hiding place and fired at the other two men that stood at Mr.B’s back. Mr.B dodged against the front desk from getting hit by her gun, before Draco came out of his hiding place to attack Vanessa. They went first to fist, but as usual, Draco was never a match for Vanessa. Even though it took relentless training to be the second best, there's still a reason why she's first. Why she is Pandora.

You'll pay for Elena's ghost haunting us. They grappled, nails raking, Lexi pinning her against crates. 'What do you know about my mother?' Breath ragged, robe askew from the scuffle. Vanessa spat, 'She fucked everyone—Carlos, Ray, rivals. Stirred the pot. You're next.' Security burst in at the noise, hauling Vanessa away cursing.

They said that don’t revenge, let them realized. Oh, right! I want to make sure who’s that Vanessa; I mean, like I might be wrong. That girl is Stephen's ex. “Nanny Daley, who is Vanessa?” I asked. “She is Stephen’s ex-girlfriend, young lady.” She smiled and tap my shoulder. “Ahh...” I just nodded.

I turned towards the secret staircase that would take me to Dante's penthouse. But a sudden, overwhelming scent stopped me dead in my tracks. Roses and metallic blood. Click. Clack. Click. The sound of high heels echoing on the hardwood floor. From the shadows at the end of the hall, a figure stepped into the flashing red light. The identity of the person was Vanessa. She wore her usual red coat but she did not appear to be a diplomat at that time. She carried a long silver dagger which had a cruel appearance in her right hand. Her hair remained tightly pulled back while her blue eyes showed a blend of victory and intense hatred.