Books Like My Dark Vanessa Novels & Stories

Amelia had cornered my mother at the lakeside. She spoke softly, "Mrs. Carden, do you know… Why I wanted to kill your daughter?" My mother's eyes bulged with fear as she turned. A thunderclap echoed in my mind. With a splash, Amelia pushed my mother into the lake. My mom struggled frantically. Alas, that place was deserted. It was the most forgotten corner of the hospital. Amelia stood by the shore, arms wrapped around herself, a glint of venom in her gaze. Her smile was wicked, each word dripping with satisfaction. "Why did your daughter have to steal the spot that was rightfully mine?

The whole time, I can hardly breathe. As soon as he secures the bandage around my arm, the door creaks open. “Kai, baby!” He drops my hand like it burns. I stiffen. My chest cracks open. Vanessa Miller. Kai's late best friend's younger sister and the woman Kai's obsessed with. I turn, against my better judgment as the omega struts across the room like she owns the damn place. I don't know why Kai loves her so much, she's betrayed him over and over.

Not again. It was Vanessa’s soft cry that pulled me back. “Leonidas, stay with me! Don’t give in to the beast.” I blinked hard to fight off the red haze and luckily was able to. My thrusts were still sensual and worshipful as I looked down at her dark hair spread across the pillow and eyes full of trust and desire. This was Vanessa. Not the ghost from my past. Not the woman I had failed. But the beast did not care. It was not done. It was waiting for the right moment to strike.

According to some very reliable sources, this particular vampire had chosen the most obvious of clichés and decided to reside in an old castle that scared the crap out of even the most badass hunters. Zaira contemplated going in guns blazing since her spies had informed her that only a single vampire inhabited the manor, but then she looked up at the darkening sky and knew that she was at a disadvantage. Even though it was only around one in the afternoon, dark clouds had gathered in the sky out of nowhere, and it kept getting darker by the minute. Soon, there wouldn’t be any difference between day and night.

"You didn't tell me that you are coming, Prince Ares. Must be curious of what's going on here?" "Indeed, Lady Celestina. Don't worry, I won't disturb your students. I'll just stay around the corner." Everyone else turned stiff and unfocused with Demitri around. I sighed and glanced at him a bit. I caught him staring at me while turning the page of the book he was reading. I raised a brow and he quickly drifted his eyes back to the book. I shook my head in disbelief. We were told later on to find a certain book so I went to the huge shelves at the back. Though before I could find it, a hand showed in front of me, holding the book.

The engine was still running, and the privacy partition was raised between the driver and us. I hadn’t noticed the car stop. The last few minutes had passed with my mind trapped somewhere between Nessa, Vanessa, and the toxicology result that had no business pointing me toward a dead woman. Vanessa had been half-asleep in my bed, twelve years ago, reading one of those strange medical articles she liked to collect, her hair all over my pillow and a pen between her fingers. She had tapped the page and said, almost lazily, that if she ever needed to kill a man, she’d choose that one.

But all of that changed when Alexis entered the picture. Vanessa clenched her clench hands, her knuckles white against the scenery of her profound brown skin. Alexis had stolen Haven. No—she had enticed him, attracted him away, demolished everything. It wasn’t reasonable. Vanessa paced back and forward in her little, faintly lit flat, her bare feet making delicate crashes against the wooden floor. The sharpness chewed at her.

Secondly, I thought about her grandmother, and the more I thought about her, the angrier I got. Dora was supposed to hear that she has a relative somewhere that cares for her. She would have been ecstatic about the news and I would have felt somewhat like a hero. Now, she’s gone, killed by an unknown assasin just like her mother. Who knows if they’d come for Dora too? Especially because of this book? I sighed, rubbing my face. I was exhausted and craving for rest but most especially, I was craving for her. As soon as my car arrived and I stepped into the house, my wolf became on alert. I sniffed the air, basking in the sugary scent of my mate’s heat. She smelt like coconut candy and warm coo

But I couldn’t shake the feeling that Vanessa was already moving faster than any of us could keep up. That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the sound of rain hitting against the windows again. The shadows moved along the walls, like they were telling me things I wasn't supposed to hear. My mind trailed back to Vanessa, the way she smiled sweetly in public while sinking her claws in when no one was looking. She had stood next to Damian and pretended to be harmless. She was now everywhere, strong and invisible. "Why me?" I spoke in a whisper into the dark. "Why won't she let me go?"

“It’s a vulnerability.” Collins studied him for a moment. “With respect, sir… if you cross this line, you may lose her permanently.” Alexander’s jaw tightened. “She’s already slipping away,” he said. “I won’t let her do it unprotected.” Vanessa spent the morning walking. No destination. No schedule. She wandered through the bookstore next door, running her fingers over spines, breathing in the familiar scent of paper and dust. She bought a notebook. Then another. She sat in the café across the street and watched people live ordinary lives, laughing, arguing, loving without clauses attached.