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

No one present—not the three bewildered thugs, nor the whimpering leader, Blade—had clearly seen the move. Skylar Vance’s hand, small and delicate, looked utterly frail, yet it had crushed the muscle and bone of Blade’s thick forearm with casual ease. The sound of splintering bone was relentless, a horrifying, staccato crack-crack-crack that merged sickeningly with Blade’s uncontrollable, animalistic shrieks. Under the weak, sputtering light bulb, the scene was an absolute nightmare.

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.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

“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?"