Noe X Vanitas Novels & Stories

[The Anatomy of the Void] Chapter 133: The Anatomy of the Void The night was no longer dark; it was a bruised, pulsating orange. Dante Moretti stood in the center of the St. Claire-Vane Plaza, his boots crunching on the pulverized remains of a ten-million-dollar art installation. Behind him, the glass lobby of the Vane Holdings headquarters sat disemboweled, a victim of the precision-charge he had set an hour ago. He didn’t look like a man leading a coup. He looked like a man standing in the center of his own funeral pyre.

"Don't ever enter my study again. You're not allowed to touch anything in my room again!" Back then, Liam had spoken to me with a dark expression on his face. Yet, when he turned to hold up the crystal ball, his eyes had been filled with infinite tenderness. He'd shoved me to the floor. When I looked up at him, I unintentionally caught sight of the inscription carved into the base of the crystal ball—"From: Vivi". I thought back to the rather platonic love that Liam and I had shared over the past six years. Liam would say he liked me very much every time, but he would only ever go as far as staring at my lips and holding my hand.

Vanessa said as she stood beside Hayley, both of them were wearing black clothes, Hayley was wearing a black shirt and black pants whereas Vanessa was wearing a black dress, as they stared at the grave. Hayley then looked at Vanessa and asked, “Noel, Niam and Nathan are related to you by blood, Noel was your uncle while the other two were your brothers, how do you feel now that they are gone?” Vanessa blinked as he stared at Hayley for sometime and then looked back the grave and said, “I was not very affected by their existence and I am not very much affected by their absence as well. I do feel sad for them but then that much emotion I will feel for anyone.”

Or maybe he is struggling with the loss of someone close to him, or maybe he has terrible nightmares each night and is looking for an outlet…I’m truly reaching at this point. Perhaps some of these explanations would make perfect sense, if it weren’t for the uneasy feeling in my stomach. The drawings are just so...unlike anything I’ve ever seen. Is Noah really like this? I can’t imagine he would be, from the times I’ve met him, but how could I gauge from those small moments what he is truly like? He’s drawn demon like creatures emerging from a smudge of darkness. Each have eyes void of all feeling, of all mortal like tendencies. Dark hooked claws reach out, almost completely off the page, lik

How dare she to give her number to his friends but not him. “Now I know why you didn’t have her number. After the project we had a video conference with Valerie, you were busy with your new album so you weren’t present, that’s why you don’t have her number buddy” said Zach shaking his head “But why are you like this Jack? It’s just a number. And you know she talks pretty well. She is really my good friend” said Zach with smile on his face Good for you Valerie Norris How dare you to give your contact details in my absence and here I am crazy to contact you all these months. You talk pretty well? Wow how come I don’t know about that? Just a month Vanilla see how I will deal with you thought Ja

Until darkness takes her. "Xevanya! Oh, god! Wake up ... please, wake up!" Gladys approached Xevanya was lying on the floor. She tried to wake her up. Her eyes began to tear up when Xevanya didn't open her eyes. Hearing his young sister loud voice made Noah's eyes that had started to return to their original color turn dark blue again. "ZOERA DE LASKA! YOU ARE SO OUTSTANDING!" Noah shouted at Mrs. Zoe. A black mist enveloped Noah's body. His aura was extremely sinister for a teenage wizard. A human-sized sphere-shaped magic power charged towards Madam Zoe.

Bella closed her fingers and draw her hand, but it was grabbed by Xavier forcefully. “Your fiancee, on time,” said Xavier and smiled at Vanessa, who came up to him. But the smile was really meant for Noah as his foolish mind thought that he would win against Xavier who could turn his life upside down. “I was looking for you to dance," Vanessa hooked her hand with Noah's and said, looking at his side face. Noah's downcast eyes revealed his bitterness toward Vanessa but restrained himself, knowing his father was there and surely looking at him. ‘This cannot be going on or I will lose her.’ Noah thought before pulling himself from the irritation and turning his head to Vanessa.

I watched from the couch, confused, my mug of tea untouched and cold in my hand. The Woman who stepped in looked like someone who belonged on the cover of a luxury Magazine. Clipboard. Pearls. Glossy red Lips that curved with effortless command. “Good Afternoon,Mrs Johnson. I'm Vanessa, service manager of the Vogue gallery”. Mrs Johnson. The name still sounded foreign, like someone else's fairytale. Like something I had borrowed, not earned. Before I could react, She gave a polite nod and turned slightly towards the door.

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Since my parents were killed in a pack war five years ago, Adrian was the only family I had left. But now that he had betrayed me, he was no longer my family. "Elder Slone, that won't be necessary. Please submit a request to activate the Moon Goddess's Veil and erase all records of my existence." Her surprised voice came through. "Why? Once the Veil is activated, the person known as Camilla will completely disappear from the werewolf world. Your Alpha will lose his mind." I gave a bitter laugh. "He won't. He betrayed our mate bond."