Mapleshade's Vengeance Novels & Stories

I already know what he will say, and there's no way in hell, I'll make that deal. " Now!" Rryan yells and we storm them. A vicious battle ensues, I snarl, baring my fangs, while Asher's eyes flash with anger. "Shade Marcus will never have Raven or anyone else in my Family. You tell that to your master!!" his stench reaches my nose, as I attack, ripping his head off his body, he disappears in flames. Shade's grin widens, his eyes glinting with malevolence. As he watches from his lair, with a flick of his wrist, Shade signals his minions, who move to encircle the group. We stand ready, prepared to fight our way in.

Shards scatter, a brief punctuation to his frustration. The phone rings. Kade. “The Mantis crew is moving. Three cars headed this way.” Vex’s expression hardens, the momentary weakness burned away by cold calculation. “Let them come. They won’t find us.” “What about the girl?” His eyes drift to the closed laptop. “She stays with me. Until this is over.” A pause stretches across the line. “And then?” Vex doesn’t answer.

“He’s going to kill Vance.” “He’s not killing him,” Mason said, jaw tight. “Not if we get there first.” We sped down the gravel road, dust swallowing the car until everything outside looked like a sandstorm. I gripped the seat, my chest heaving, my vision blurring. And then… Vance’s mansion appeared through the haze. A huge white house, tall windows, polished stone, and that sickeningly perfect green lawn. I saw the back garage door. Wide open. Rhett’s motorcycle thrown sideways in the driveway…

The thought of their despair fuels her insatiable hunger for vengeance, driving her forward with a relentless determination. And then, the moment arrives. Sasha revels in the chaos and terror she has unleashed upon Zelda's family. Her heart pounds with sadistic pleasure as she witnesses their anguish, their cries for mercy falling on deaf ears. The sight of their lifeless bodies, stripped of their fur, fills Sasha with a twisted sense of triumph. But amidst the chaos and destruction, a glimmer of resistance emerges. Zelda, fueled by a fierce determination to protect her kin, stands as a beacon of hope amidst the darkness. She refuses to succumb to Sasha's malevolence, her will to survive uny

Now that Nightshade was calm again, Vlad felt safe enough to return. Oh no. My revenge was about to begin. This time, I would make sure Vlad and Victoria were destroyed by my hands. After leaving Katerina, it was time to say goodbye to Isolde and Tisha. They would return to their families. Four weeks from now, we’d reunite at Nightshade’s headquarters. “Take care,” I said. “Call if you need anything,” Isolde said, hugging me. “See you soon.” “Don’t hug me. We’ll see each other again anyway,” Tisha said, waving me off. “Now go home. And don’t be shocked if you find a party waiting and—”

The sky above grew dark, and bolts of lightning illuminated the valley, striking the ground mere feet from Shade, the thunder roared as their spiritual battle raged on. The force of the blast sent Shade stumbling back, his dark energy faltering for a moment. The Shamans seized the opportunity, their magic surging forward in a tidal wave of vibrating light and sound that repelled Shade's evil presence...The ground shook beneath their feet as the ancient powers of the land were unleashed, a testament to the strength and unity of the Shamans and their allies. But just as victory seemed within their grasp, a blood-curdling scream echoed through the valley, and Shade's dark form began to contort

The event appeared as super vampire warriors, and the vampire clans began to stir, and everyone wanted to take Zelda and Eli back to their clan. Son Stephen and Abe Mohini know about the appearance of the super-soldier vampire. They are the two clans closest to Augustus and Sharmaine. Augustus is a member of the Stephen clan, who possesses the heart power of Neva. Sharmaine is the daughter of Pandora Mohini, she is descended from the Mohini clan, and this is undeniable.

Vance lets out a sharp, undignified shriek of agony, stumbling backward into his retinue as he cradles his bleeding face, his fingers instantly turning red with his own pureblood heat. The ballroom shatters into chaos. The Eastern fighters draw their silver-hilted daggers, but before they can take a single step, three hundred iron shields slam against the stone floor in a single, deafening thud that seals every exit in the keep. I stand in the center of the floor, my hand dripping with Vance's blood, the lavender mark on my neck flaring into a brilliant, permanent amethyst storm that incinerates the white glare of the hearths.

Zitrey stubbornly shakes her head, and Mizu saw how strong the flame of hatred in her obsidian eyes, and so she added, “No honey… don’t let yourself devoured by hatred. Revenge can only bring more suffering. Wishing for a vengeance will pay a high price. Wanting a life will also cost a life and with that you might lose your dearest ones.” And continue on her cracked voice reminiscing her most regretted memory, “Aunt Mizu understand, that flaming hatred you have but you can’t take that path… don’t repeat my mistake, don’t regret what I have regretted…” teardrops started to fall constantly on her left eye yet she still wears a smile.

I quickly jumped up and without saying a word I snatched the first saddled stallion I could get to and took off in the direction of the previous camp site. I didn't know if anyone noticed my departure and I didn't care, if I had a chance at saving Draven I had to hurry. Nightshade was a ruthless tonic, literally burning up your body over a period of time, usually 6 hours or so. Being scalded from the inside out for six agonizing hours until you were dead.