My Dark Vanessa Summary Novels & Stories

Vanilla tried checking on the boy, but she had no idea if he would recover anytime soon, so she took to her heels, running back to Darkness's castle. Trying her best to not think of how she had just snapped the boy's hand, she definitely didn't have that kind of strength before.Twigs snapped beneath her feet; she could see shadows clinging to the trees above as she ran. Vanilla ran for a long time; each step she took towards Darkness's mansion filled her with ease, and she could already see the terrifying mansion ahead, then a thought occurred to her.Just when did she start trusting Darkness so much that she was willing to go back to him and get locked up?

Unexpected vulnerability from the woman who had fucked him senseless just days ago. Michael’s heart raced. “Why are you telling me this?” Vanessa set her glass down and moved closer, straddling his lap slowly. Her robe fell open, revealing her naked body. She cupped his face with both hands, looking into his eyes. “Because I see the same fear in you that I saw in him,” she whispered. “You’re falling for the darkness and part of you hates yourself for it but another part… needs it.” She kissed him deeply and unexpectedly tender. Her tongue slid against his as she ground slowly against his growing erection, her bare pussy rubbing along the bulge in his pants.

“You betrayed Daddy, Ethan? And you... Aurora... you really are a cunning slut.” Vanessa immediately got back into her car. She had no intention of getting caught. She looked at the photo on her screen over and over again. This evidence was enough to destroy everything. However, she would not tell Richard just yet. To her, watching the two of them slowly fall into the hole they had dug for themselves would be far more satisfying. “Enjoy your lunch, you traitors,” Vanessa said with a sharp grin before driving away from the restaurant, leaving behind a huge secret that was ready to explode at any moment.

Could that be true? The cold and distant Damian Blackwood... Was risking everything for her? Elsewhere in the city... Vanessa sat inside a dimly lit café. Across from her sat a man wearing a black cap. His face remained hidden. "You failed," Vanessa said coldly. "The guards reacted faster than expected." "You still left the message." The man nodded. "She looked terrified." Vanessa smiled. "Good." She leaned forward. "I don't want Elena dead." The man looked surprised. "I want her afraid."

Vanessa sat alone in front of the computer. As usual, she was in their department’s computer lab. This had become her usual spot ever since her life turned into a mess. It’s been a week since her nosy cousin Mae left for Isla Verde. Apparently, she’s living there now with her grandma on her mother’s side. Vanessa had never set foot on that island, but based on Mae’s stories, it was really beautiful—breathtaking even. But after one accident, she’s wasn’t sure she ever wanted to go there. An accident she never wanted to remember.

I'm carrying the next Alpha of the Blackwood pack. I looked at Zoe's taunting message on my phone screen and calmly replied with a single word: "Congratulations." Then I switched off my phone and walked to the window. A black SUV was parked outside the manor gates. I recognized the license plate. It was the vehicle Elder Slone had sent to pick me up. I picked up the small suitcase I had already packed, which contained only a few changes of clothes and a family heirloom from my mother. I was leaving everything else behind, including the lavish gowns befitting a Luna.

We reached the top of the steps, and Richard pulled open the heavy courthouse door. That's when I heard it. The sharp, distinctive click of high heels on pavement. It was coming from behind us. Richard heard it too. He paused, his hand still on the door, and turned to look back down the steps. His face went white. "What—" he started. I turned around. And froze. Vanessa was walking toward us. She wasn't even moving carefully like someone who should still be in a hospital bed. Vanessa was walking toward us with her head high and her spine straight, each step slow and powerful, like she was entering a battlefield she knew she'd already won.

I told her softly. Before I could say anything else, the police arrived. They took the guy into custody while Vanessa said goodbye to her friends. Then, without asking, she slipped into the passenger seat of my car. I slid into the driver’s seat and glanced at her. “You shouldn’t be out this late, Vanessa. Especially not when you’ve been drinking.” She smirked at me, her eyes half-lidded and playful. “I’m not drunk,” she teased, leaning her head back against the seat.

I sense I'm being overwhelmed, like I'm unable to breathe due to the burden of Alex's deceit. I simply desire for it to cease. I desire for the pain to cease. I desire for the fear to come to an end. I want to have my freedom. Vanessa experienced a cold sensation down her back while reading the final entry. What she was reading was too unbelievable for her to comprehend. Alex, the man who was once pleasant and affable, turned out to be a dreadful creature. Anger and hatred surged within her towards him, prompting her to take action to halt his behavior.

Selma yelled. ******** Theresa was already waiting outside to attack Vanessa and she just made it really early and easy for her. Not being conscious, pissed, angry and sad, Vanessa was heading home barely noticing anything around her. “Put her in the Van and let's move before anyone sees us”. Theresa was talking to the three men she had along with her. She had just hit Vanessa with a log of wood she saw by the roadside. Helpless and unconscious, she was dragged into the black Mercedes van. “No one