Janet Van Dyne Novels & Stories

But she quickly masked it as though nothing had happened. “Long time no see, Cody. Where have you been all these years?” She greeted him casually, like an old friend. “Good evening, Janet. How are you?” Cody responded, holding my hand tightly, and I could feel his calm, steadying presence under my palm. Cassandra paused a little distance away from us, then turned toward me. “Hazel, meet Janet Wilson. The only daughter of Alpha Robin Wilson from the Night Arrow Pack. I am sure you have heard of the pack, right?”

"Danielle, go home. Go and get some rest okay." "Jay Jay, please..." Mrs Savage stood up, she knew that Janet is a very nice person however everyone has their limits. The fact that she got a message downstairs that Janet denied knowing who got her kidnapped is already a big deal. She said she has forgiven her too. The rest will have to fall in place with time. "Jay Jay my dear. Thank you." Janet nodded. Danielle came forward and hugged Janet tightly, but Janet didn't return the hug. Her hands were dangling weakly beside her body.

Draven who was glowing continued his chant, his eyes flashed blue and the circle he was standing in flickered before it was caught up in flames. Danica heard the doorbell, she was dressed in her pajamas. It was dark and she wondered who or what would be knocking at the door. She wasn't petrified because she had seen a lot in Weston Hills. She was Freya's doppelganger and it was already enough to scare the living daylights out of her, but she was supernatural and she could take care of things herself. “Yes. Who are you?” Danica said as she pulled the door open, the unknown figure standing in front of her dropped her jaw. She couldn't believe what was happening. How was it possible for her to

She slowly reached for her mask with her right hand. “I am what people call the Witch of Hell, the Harbinger of Darkness but people know me by a more famous name.” The woman took off her mask and unveiled her face that was hidden. “My name is Roosevelt Scarlett, the Scarlett Witch. And your great ancestor.” The woman said once she took her mask off.

"Yes, ma'am." "Please wait," she said before wearing her glasses. I had only one word for Annabelle Siromani. Unpredictable. When she wore her glasses, her facial expression changed. She looked like an evil Egyptian queen. She literally looked that way. I began to wonder how someone could change in a matter of milliseconds.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Taunting voices started to haunt her. She shrieked and started to kick on the ground till she could feel the cold wall behind her. "Don't come closer..." Morrigan muttered under her breath, asking something invisible in the dark to not come close to her. Tears fell uncontrollably as she continues to shrink on the corner of the wall. "Please, don't come closer..." She hugged herself and started to rock herself back and forth. "Lydia will come back, she will come back. She promised me she will be back..." She said to herself, convincing herself that she will not be alone for a long time, that Lydia will reach out her hands with a bright smile.

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

Grandfather Drell had died about three hundred years ago, but she never bonded with another. For the witches – There would be Janina, Hesthes, Astrid, Coralynn, and Crystal. Mystra, Fyst, and Noriel were also slated to join us. An arm snaked around my waist, and a mouth was placed next to my ear. “You’re a superwoman. I’ve always admired your ability to get shit done. No idea how in the fuck you do it all, but you did a great job, babe.”