Shadowvanilla Wattpad Novels & Stories

"You? You get a gold bar for burying a coffin. If your brother could do the job, wouldn't it be better? "You've laid to rest so many young souls, maybe it's your turn now." Mom's face twisted into something monstrous, her arms and legs jerking towards me like a puppet on strings. I sobbed and stumbled backward, "Mom, it's me, Silvia, what are you doing?" "The Haunts world is here. No one's going to make it out alive. I know how your blood calms the wind. Maybe if we drain it dry, they might spare us."

The same way he would hold me five years from now before killing me. "Let me go," I whispered. "Never." His lips brushed my temple, almost tender. "See you at the altar, darling." He released me and walked away, leaving me gasping against the door. My phone—the new one I grabbed—buzzed in my pocket. Marcus Zhao Capital. 2:00 PM tomorrow. Come alone. I did not remember sending any messages. But then I saw the draft folder, filled with texts I apparently wrote in my panic. Investment proposals. Business plans.

Shadows of the Past The textual content from the unknown wide variety haunted me for hours. Unknown: “Anita, be careful. You don’t recognize the entire story.” I sat in my apartment, gazing at the screen, debating whether or not to respond. Was it a warning? A threat? Or simply every other pass in Alex and Ethan’s infinite chess game? Vanessa’s phrases from in advance echoed in my mind. “You have greater electricity than you think.” But what desirable became electricity whilst each route felt like a trap?

he smirks as he shrugs "Not really cause with vanilla you can turn it into any flavor you feel like and that is amazing to me," I say falling back into my bed. Feeling contentment for the first time in a while I turn to him "Xavier" I whisper out "Don't push it" he says warningly "My bad, Shadow," I say rephrasing it "Yes sweetheart" "I still know nothing about you or your childhood I just know the basics like your favorite book is The Laws of Power, your favorite ice cream is choc-mint, you love your mafia and you like me," I say resting my head on my arm facing him completely

Hello my readers hope you all are well just wanted to inform you that soon I am going to show margin chapters of my two books which means this story characters will meet my other story characters it will be only one or two chapters after that both the stories will be continue respectively. Aarav and Aleena will meet Vihaan and sukoon Vihaan and sukoon is from The vanished family a memory of murder hope you all like this new flavor Note it's just for one or two chapters after that both the stories will continue the way they are going....one more thing whoever comment on the stories plz do your comment in the review section so that I can give reply to u all thanku keep supporting keep reading

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Layna shifted uncomfortably, her unease palpable, as The Shadows closed in, their icy, unforgiving energy enveloping us like a shroud. The Shadows' presence was a balm to my fractured soul, a beacon of hope in the darkness. I knew they possessed the power to revive Roxy, to defy even death itself. The only unknown was the terrible price they would exact in return. I held out my sliced palm, offering them the payment they demanded.

Chapter 34 Valencia’s POV The rain didn't stop. It followed us like a persistent ghost as the SUV rumbled away from the bridge where I had watched the only man I might actually love disappear into the dark. Silas was gone. The "Shadow King" had abdicated his throne because he couldn't stomach the thought of me returning to the man who had tried to kill me.

“I'm a sap all the time. You just don't usually call me out on it.” I laughed and went back to my book. Everything felt perfect. Peaceful. Like we'd finally found our happy ending. Then the vision hit. One second I was reading. The next, my body went rigid. The book fell from my hands. My vision tunneled. The room disappeared. Instead, I saw Shadow Ridge territory at night. Fires burning. And Vanessa. She was coming back. But not for Christian. Not for the pack. For me. The vision showed me alone, walking through the compound. Vanessa is stepping out of the shadows. Her eyes were burning with hatred.