Vanessa Blade Novels & Stories

I saw Kade’s eyes flick toward her—his face unreadable. Vanessa noticed. Fired up by his attention, she charged at Tanya with everything she had. Her staff spun like a blade, and with one vicious swing, she struck Tanya in the head. Tanya crumpled to the ground with a cry of pain. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Vanessa stood tall, victorious. She tossed her hair back, sweat on her brow, and cast a smug glance toward Kade. He smirked, but his gaze drifted back to the rest of the field.

Why she is so fucking resistant to my advances. She wasn’t like other girls in this school. She was quiet and kept to herself. She didn’t care what other people had to say and she wasn’t begging to have a cock in her like all the other dumb bitches were. She was untouchable, or at least that’s what Brady had told me. God knows he spent a stupid amount of time speaking to Noah about her just so that he could relay that information back to me. Which is why he believed I was making a mistake. Because out of everything that Noah supposedly told him…Vanessa wasn’t someone who was easily taken. And after last night…my decision was sealed. There was no way in hell any guy here would be able to make

And just as Damian pulled me toward the door, Vanessa let out a furious cry and lunged straight at me one last time— Her blade shining under the lights as she aimed for my throat.

Blake suddenly reached out and gently shook my hand. I said in a low voice, "No. Thank you for helping me. I want to ask her myself." There was a faint sense of loss in Blake's eyes. He released his fingers holding mine. "Alright." I saw the already tied-up Vanessa in the room next door. The rope was soaked with the juice of the poisonous weeds, which could prevent her from shifting. When Vanessa saw me, she immediately gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment. "Catherine, you're so lucky that you didn't die!" Vanessa began to curse at me.

“You will punish the Stanford family? Who do you think you are? Two useless women who deserve each other. I will show you what death feels like today.” She pulled out a fruit knife. Her eyes turned fierce as she stabbed toward my abdomen without hesitation. Pain shot through me, and I curled up. My will to survive and the strength I gained from my father’s training kept me from collapsing. I struck her jaw with my elbow, used her moment of pain to push her down, and fought back. “What are all of you waiting for? Get her!” Layla screamed. The bodyguards rushed forward. Vanessa, despite her pain, grabbed one bodyguard’s leg to slow him down. “Who dares touch us? I am from the Summer family of

Blade stormed in, guns blazing. “Get your hands off her!” he roared. Viper spun, dragging me in front of him as a shield, his gun still pressed to my head. “One more step and she’s gone.” Blade’s eyes were fire, his finger tight on the trigger. “Try it.” Cruz groaned, blood pooling beneath him, his voice weak but defiant. “Blade… kill him…” Viper laughed. “Looks like you’re out of time, Nova. Choose him or me right here and right now.

"If you so much as try to make any sudden moves, I swear I'll slit your throat!," the feminine voice threatened. Leslie felt her eyes glaze over as the grip of the blade on her throat tightened. "Vanessa?" "Surprise, surprise, bitch,!" Vanessa spat out venomously, clad in a black hoodie and matching tight leggings. Vanessa had a crazed, expression on her face, her eyes red and puffy, lips chapped and slowly turning black.

"Thank you, Nessa. I promise you, I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe." Oddly enough I found myself believing his words. He led me towards the isolated path to his own house and we went to the study. "Whenever you're ready Nessa." His face was neutral but his eyes showed he cared and it comforted me. I could just get lost staring at him all day. I gently shook my head to dispel those wandering thoughts. I should probably start with my background I guess. With a deep sigh I opened my mouth and started talking. "My name is Vanessa Selene Novastra. I was the daughter of the former Alpha and Luna of Moonlight pack- Lucian and Victoria Novastra."

"After he threw me away, I had nothing. No one saw me. No one cared. I was invisible." "I see you." Elena held out her hand. "Put the knife down. Let me help you." Vanessa looked at her hand. At her face. At the knife in her own hand. For one breath, two, three—Elena thought it was over. She thought Vanessa would drop the knife, would break, would let herself be helped. Then her face hardened. Her hand steadied. Her eyes went cold. "You can't help me," she said. "No one can." She lunged. —

This time her claws found a weak spot in my barrier. Pain exploded across my arm. Blood poured from three deep gashes. Silver. She'd used silver. The wounds burned and wouldn't heal. I fought back with everything Christian taught me. Block. Dodge. Counter-Strike. But Vanessa was bigger. Stronger. More experienced. And I was tired. “You took everything from me,” Vanessa snarled, landing a hit to my ribs. “My father. My mother. My pack. My entire life.” “I didn't—” I gasped for air. “I didn't do anything to you.”