Books Like My Dark Vanessa Novels & Stories

As the plane doors opened, warm air and the scent of the sea blended with the hum of the city, welcoming them back. “Wow, Yaya Beth! I haven’t been here in so long! Everything’s changed!” Vanessa said excitedly, nearly bouncing like a child seeing a colorful fair for the first time. “Yaya, I want to go anywhere! Oh—I know! Let’s go to a big mall! I want that!” she exclaimed eagerly, eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement. Back at the Villamonte mansion, Dark finally stirred from his long sleep, still holding his wife Roxane in his arms—tight and warm, full of tenderness, as though unwilling to let go of the moment’s lingering heat.

Cainan started, and Vanessa dropped the picture of him and Neriah back on his desk and turned to him. “On one condition,” she answered. “Which is?” “Do you still have my book, which you swore you were going to keep safe?” she asked, her thick brows rising with interest. “Ten ways to catch a murderer,” he answered with a small smile and bobbed his head, “I have it.” “Can I see it?” “Sure thing.” he got up from the couch across his office and made his way to the inner room, beckoning on to Vanessa who followed behind silently.

Daniel carefully picked up the necklace and examined it. "What just happened?" He voiced out his thoughts before inadvertently pressing the W symbol on the ball of the necklace. A rattling sound was heard within the ball and it split into two,revealing a small piece of folded paper within. "Wow." Annabelle's eyes was wide at this point. "This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Daniel muttered and unfolded the piece of paper. It was quite old and contained words written with skyblue-colored ink. The words were thus: 'Luke the immortal.But not the invincible. Above all but vulnerable to one. One poison deadlier than the other. Werewolf venom triumphs over vampire virus.The might of

In the end, I had to recognize the splendor of this house and knew that I would feel good here after all. Returning to the description of the room, there was a wardrobe carved with various animals next to the window, then a large bed with a red canopy, and on it lay silk linen in a burgundy color. Opposite this bed stood a beautiful antique desk and chair in the same style, and a dressing table with a mirror, the frame of which was carved with climbing wild roses. Entering this house, and now also the room, I immediately felt like in some costume movie. The only thing missing was the long corset dress. I laughed a little at the thought, because I had a large collection of clothes in this sty

But every second that passed reminded me what was at stake if Damian suspected my loyalty was faltering. So I started looking. Drawer by drawer. Shelf by shelf. My movements were careful, practiced, the kind that came from years of survival, not curiosity. Vanessa’s things were scattered neatly on the large wooden desk. A stack of books, a few sketches, a half empty glass of water. There was something almost innocent, about her space untouched, fragile, painfully human. I opened the first drawer and found letters. Most were unopened. A few were from healers and pack members, small notes of encouragement and support. I set them aside, moving to the next drawer.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

I’m finally getting revenge for my brother, once Dominic sees Vanessa's dead body it will leave him vulnerable and weak then we will strike him. Ohhh Dominic you made a mistake by having a weakness. …………… Vanessa’s pov. I slowly opened my eyelids to reveal a dark room, I groaned out as I opened my eyes because of the drug they had given me earlier. Then that’s when everything came flashing back, my drink got spiked by that maid and before I passed out I saw Lucy. Oh my God. I looked around my surroundings and saw I was in a dark room that was completely empty. I slowly got up and ran towards the door. I tried to open the door but it was locked from the outside.

‎“ Am done. She isn't in any sort of danger. She will live... Unless she tries not to.“ ‎“ That won't happen.” Adrian said. Still leaning against the wall. ‎Estelle rolled her eyes. As if remembering something, Melissa's eyes shone “ Ahh, yes... here's the final thing." ‎Melissa pulled a vial from her furs. As soon as she uncapped it, a pungent smell enveloped the room prompting Estelle to cover her nose and shift towards the center of the bed. That wasn't for her right?

“Vanessa—” “No. You can give up. Walk away. Pretend you’ve grown. But I’m not letting her win. Not after everything.” She grabs her laptop. Opens a folder. “I’ve been collecting things. Posts. Photos. Testimonials from former Blackwood employees who think she’s a problem. Camille’s ready to publish whenever I give the word.” “Don’t do this.” “Why not? She gets everything. The man. The career. The fairy tale ending. While I’m the villain who tempted poor Ethan away from his perfect girlfriend.” Vanessa’s laugh is bitter. “I won’t be the villain alone.”

As if the day couldn’t get worse. Vanessa’s eyes flicked up, a smirk already curling on her face like she knew something I didn’t. “Oh look,” she said loudly, “the pet’s out of her kennel.” Daniel barely looked up from his phone. Typical. I turned to leave—nope, not in the mood—but Vanessa’s voice pulled me back. “You ran into Elena, didn’t you?” she called. I froze. “She’s… how do I put it…” Vanessa’s voice turned sugary sweet, “an absolute crazy bitch. And don’t let the beauty fool you, darling. She bites harder than she smiles.”