Shadowvanilla Comic Novels & Stories

The room was large, dimly lit by golden lamps that cast shadows against the deep red walls. A large mirror stood against one side, framed in black and gold. A vanity table was positioned in front of it, covered with bottles of perfume, tubes of lipstick, and brushes that looked untouched. In the center of the room was a chaise lounge, upholstered in velvet. A dress lay draped over it, deep crimson, almost the same shade as dried blood. Selene leaned against the doorframe, watching me with amusement. “Strip,” she said.

"I recruited them and they have been by your side ever since we came back from Nice" Now she realized why the lady looked familiar. She had taken a glimpse of her one day at the park. She thought she was just someone taking a walk but it turns out she had been guarding her. Vinca, the ever-sentimental one, walked toward her bodyguards and surprised them with a hug, making Carly uncomfortable. She was never an emotional person. Storm, on the other hand, was stunned. ***** Shanice spends the whole afternoon at the beauty spa. She had done a whole hour in the hot tub. This was followed by exfoliation and waxing. After that, she went for a body massage before having a full body wrap.

said Val taking peach color nail polish and started painting. “My Vanilla is jealous” said Jack going to his bedroom after wrapping up things in study room. “Hey! Why do you always call me Vanilla?” asked Val. She thought it’s type of endearment but she also doubts whether he is thinking of someone else. “I will tell you when you meet me” said Jack. Now he got her. He is not at disadvantage thought Jack smirking. Val rolled her eyes. He is smart and knows how to get her. “How are you? When will your wrist gets healed?” asked Val.

I say without thinking, and everyone howls. The music rises, the lights fade low, and the whole place seems to wake up at once. We are having the time of our lives. The music is loud; the champagne is flowing, and our bodies move with wild, unfiltered joy. One stripper has taken off his shirt completely, revealing a tattoo that snakes down his chest and vanishes below his waistband. He picks up Amelia and spins her in the air while she screams with laughter. Another is grinding on Brianna’s lap, all smooth hips and cheeky smiles, while Jenna is recording the entire scene and shrieking, “This is going viral!”

The art studio, once her sanctuary, now seemed suffocating and dark. Veda's gaze drifted to her paintings. Once vibrant and full of life. Now, they seemed dull. Lifeless. Just like her life. ━━━━━━━━━━ So how was today's chapter yall? Any thoughts on our characters? xoxo