Vader Redeemed Novels & Stories

The war was brutal but more on the side of the humans cause we were stronger than them. We had subdued the humans and taken over all territory, now out of hiding we were in charge of everything in the world. After eighteen years of the war, the wounds from Ruby's death were still fresh, and every day, my wolf yearned for her despite the revenge I felt I had gotten. Seeing the Roosevelt spawn had opened fresh wounds, and the feelings she evoked within me confused me as well. I didn't understand what was happening but all I knew was that I wanted her so bad my skin itched.

There was an uncomfortable silence where Gwyddion awkwardly stretched the bottle to Alpha Damon who didn't try to take it. "I'll drink it," Terah announced bravely. "I'm willing to lay my life for the King. If I die and never rise again, then avenge me by killing the druid, my Lord." He collected the bottle from Gwyddion's hands before the old man could object. However, right before he could drink it, Alpha Damon snatched it back from him.

Grey's assistance came through by holding Scar's hands behind him leaving me with an opening to rip his heart out. "This is for my daughter you piece of shit!" I said, harvesting his heart and tossing it on the floor. I watched the color drain out of him as he fell to the floor and froze up before breaking up into dust. We had just won the battle and we were celebrating victory when Vladimir stepped out of the shadows. It was almost like the vampire king had somehow reincarnated. He walked down towards us calmly but I could feel my pack mates on edge. "It's alright," I said. "This is Vladimir I spoke to you about."

I had only known Lilly for two weeks but it felt like she already owned a piece of me. “OK Armond I’ll figure out something, but this has to be the last time. No more contacting me, no showing up out of the blue” I said sternly. “Well McAlister if this shipment works out, I won’t need you anymore anyway. Just make sure you are there and have your head on straight” Armond informed. “Tell that pet of yours I said goodbye.”

"My sister has always been a fighter, one that would never allow herself be intimidated. Surely, she can survive in the midst of those wolves. I know she can" Masha shook her head and sighed. A knock at the door drew their attention from the conversation. Masha gestured Terra to check it out and upon opening the door, she discovered it was Lord Galadriel's right-hand man - Vader. He stood there, tall and intimidating with his face being as strict as ever. He always seemed like one ready for a fight. "Good morning, Vader", Terra bowed in obeisance, still holding the door open. But Vader ignored her and penetrated his eyes into the room for Masha. He found her there before the mirror and the t

“To Jaxon and Maleah.” I raise my own drink, appreciatively, “Thank you, gentlemen.” Once we’ve had our drinks, we all take a seat and get down to business. I look around at all of my men and fold my leg over my knee with a sigh. “Other than to come back here and be with my beautiful wife, I’m here because the man who tried to kill her is still alive. I’m sure all of you can empathize with me when I say that I will kill anyone who hurts Maleah. Victor is currently here taking refuge with Armando Rubio’s predecessor, Lisandro Corrullo. From what Ewan and Scotty gathered, he’s very badly hurt, which means he’s even more dangerous. I want everything you can find on Lisandro, and I want everyone

Right now, I am no longer Damon Fritzwalt. 'I am now Rik Van Der Werf.' And this is the start of my journey to gain power. Now that I had a chance to be reborn, maybe I'll have the opportunity to rule this world. Now I will carry out my long-term plan. 'To be the most powerful man.' "I see, what a nice name," He whispered while removing the patches that were on my body. "Since you are already fine, I suppose I can discharge you now." *****

“You’ll burn yourself, mortal!” “I’d rather burn,” she screamed, “than let you touch my boy!” The gold exploded outward, flooding the room. For a moment, everything went white. When the light faded, Vera was on the floor, breathing hard. Damon was glowing softly, unharmed—the gold thread between them restored, steady, alive. The air was silent. No whispers. No shadows. Just peace. Lucas knelt beside Vera, lifting her gently into his arms. “It’s done,” he said quietly.

"We are fated. I know the reason why I was shipped off to marry him but if he dies, they all win. My cruel father, his distant parents and rather cold brother who wants nothing but to see him die. Marcellus is a good man, he is a good leader..." "Is he a good mate?" Her head tilted. She was waiting for my answer, waiting for me to lie to her. "What happens after you save him? Do you think there's love and peace after this?" The words in my throat disappeared, the rhythm of my heart, buzzed through the silence in my ears. It was the same thing Nate asked. "Would you help me?" "Claudia, I replied to your plea because you are my child. The pristine's have been misguided and you... I believe you

The girl so broken she couldn’t trust herself. “You’re not leaving?” I whispered. “Even after everything I’ve done?” He nodded slowly. No words. No judgment. Just a promise in his quiet presence. It was like he was telling me, without a single word, that maybe—just maybe—I wasn’t beyond redemption. And that terrified me. But it also made me feel something resembling hope. A tear rolled down my cheek, and I leaned into his touch. “You’re… such a weirdo.”