Vanessa Blade Novels & Stories

Damian squirmed weakly, his wolf shrinking under the weight of my aura. He was finished, he knew it and we all knew it. The forest held its breath. One blow, one final strike. And this nightmare would be over. I pulled my arm back. “JORDAN, NO!” Vanessa stepped between us and my entire body froze. Vanessa stood right in front of me, her chest heaving, her arm outstretched as if she could stop me with nothing but a plea. Her eyes goddess, her eyes, burned with fear, anger, heartbreak.

Demeter screamed, and vines shot out the ground at her. ‘This trick is so old. Does she know how many times I’ve played this game with Draven?’ Layla thought, and with a simple flicker of her wrist, her blade cut through the vines like they weren’t even there. “Honestly, you guys should think. If I could kill Draven, who had stolen a lot of power, do you think you’ll be hard for me?” “You killed Draven?!” Blaze’s gasped and his eyes widened. “That’s impossible! You couldn’t have possibly killed Draven. That’s a lie. If you didn’t kill him, the eye of chaos will still be on—”

without warning I felt my restrained by invisible binds knowing Vanessa was the one doing it I knew there were no point on fighting the hold she had on me. Stepping towards a table that stood in front of Athena my heart pounded in my chest so hard and loud that I struggled to hear anything else. I was utterly helpless as I watched Vanessa pick up a scalloped edge knife only to stick it into Athena’s abdomen before using it like a hacksaw. The blood drained from my face as blood poured from the wound that wouldn’t heal whilst she was restrained. “Vanessa stop! Why are you doing this?” “Because Axel you need to see I am stronger than her. That I am Luna material, that I can accomplish absolute

Vanessa shot back, forcing bravado as she followed me into a secluded corridor behind the chapel. In a swift motion, I produced a hunting dagger—the one the Matriarch had given me for my first hunt. Its blade glinted ominously. Vanessa hadn't even seen me draw. With a practiced motion, I seized her by the throat, pinning her against the cold stone. The steel of the blade traced a deliberate path along her cheek. My eyes were void of mercy. Vanessa’s breath hitched, her body frozen. "Aria, you’re feral! You’ve lost it!"

I turned and saw Vanessa standing in the doorway, breathless, her hair half undone. A dagger sat in her hand. Not just any dagger. The dagger crafted to kill a white wolf. To kill Piper. Her eyes darted between Jaimie and I. She looked bewildered. "Jaimie? You're... you're..." She didn't finish the sentence only bringing the knife higher. “Get off him!" She yelled at me. “Now!" I looked at Jaimie, a message quickly and silently shared between us. He walked over to Vanessa and with swift and expert skill, disarmed her so that she was now standing confused and weaponless.

A light went on in Vanessa’s mind. Weapons! Of course, it’s what Lucas had been training her for. Vanessa clasped her hands together. As she drew them apart, a long, shimmering sword took shape. “Lucas!” She dropped to one knee and slid the icy weapon toward her target. It miraculously reached him in one piece. Lucas grasped it firmly, and drew it up to drive the sword through a Collector’s abdomen. Within a few moments, Lucas was back on his feet.

“Who will take me down? You? You are weak Vanessa and I will derive you killing and when I am done with you I will go for your child_” But before I could even complete it, a searing pain shot through me. I looked down in disbelief, only to see the glint of a blade protruding from my chest. Vanessa had stabbed me. Her once dark hair was now a stark white contrast against the darkness of the forest. “Don't you dare mention my child!!” Vanessa yelled angrily as I crumpled to the forest floor, the world around me seemed to blur. Gasping for air as Vanessa stood over me her gaze cold and indifferent.

"Did you see-" "Enough to make me know what's going on between you too," he replied. "Princess Evanora, do you know what you're doing right now? Do you know what you're getting yourself into?" I nodded sheepishly. "Yes." "And do you have even the slightest idea how risky it is?" He continued. "Just how did you get involved with Blade in the first place?" "What?" I looked up at him. "How do you- Do you know Blade?" He sighed then massaged his temples for a while before replying. "You seem to have no idea what you're getting yourself into. Blade isn't a human or even better a vampire. He is a werewolf! Do you even have any idea what that means?"

"Someone helped me treat this place before. A woman." I picked up the knife and a piece of cotton. For some reason, my fingers felt unsteady, a faint tremor I couldn’t immediately suppress. "Turned out she was a twenty-year-old girl. An Omega and..." My heart skipped. He knew. "She is my new Luna." The knife nearly slipped from my grip, but I tightened my hold around it, forcing control back into my fingers. "What do you think about it, Violet?" "That’s a lot of coincidences."

"Diego, I want to end this." I nod, pride swelling in my chest. "Do it, Mama." Vanessa steps forward, twirling the knife in her hand. Celeste's eyes widen in fear, but she remains silent. Vanessa presses the tip of the knife against her chest beneath her sternum. Celeste's gasps, her voice barely above a whisper. "P-Please..." "Let's find out if you really do have a heart," Vanessa muses, pushing the blade further in. Celeste's body begins to tremble with what I imagine to be unbearable pain.