Vanessa Blade Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes, eagerly expecting his lips to meet mine. But something happened instead, and my eyes fluttered open. Vanessa suddenly moved too fast. A blade flashed in her hand as she lunged straight toward Kael’s back. “IF I CAN’T HAVE THE THRONE…” I tried to move Kael behind me, but it was already too late. The blade was already inches away from Kael’s heart. And Kael? He didn’t see it coming.

She reached out and traced my face, jealousy flashing in her eyes. "Mr. and Mrs. Blake, would it not be better to handle it cleanly? "Slash her face, then send her to prison. "Even if Adrian remembers her, once he sees this ugly face, he will only feel disgusted." Mrs. Blake was silent for a moment before slowly nodding. "Vanessa is thinking further ahead." I was tightly cuffed to the bed, my wrists and ankles locked in metal. I could not move at all. "No. Please..." Vanessa had already come forward with a small knife. She patted my face with the back of the blade.

“Always so cocky. Always so sure you can handle me.” I took a step forward. “I can.” She lunged. Knife aimed at my shoulder. I dodged, letting her momentum carry her past me. I countered immediately, slashing low to force her back. “You still think you’re untouchable,” she hissed, spinning to strike again. “I protect what’s mine,” I growled. Vanessa’s lips curved into a cold, teasing smile. “Ah, Hailey. That’s why you’re here. The little girl has your heart, and that makes her mine to play with.”

Tyler yelled and aimed his Sniper at Rio who let out a smirk. "Cool off Tyler, am not tryna hurt her, am just tryna safe her. Pandora's dagger maybe a brutal weapon but it can also help in removing demonic powers from several beings, be it a demon, host or a human!" Rio Explained while almost immediately, Vanessa whose wound close up immediately opened her eyes with a banging Vision "Damn, it hurts! Why do I feel like I have been asleep for way too long!" Vanessa mumbled while a loud cheer boomed from the crowd after hearing her words, finally, the real Vanessa was back.

I was so tempted to take a couple of shots at him now, but I wanted him to feel every ounce of what I shell out. I remembered what Mateo told me had been placed into Vanessa’s vagina, and gave that some thought. While I was doing that, I got out my silver knife set and began sharpening the blades. I can already tell my cuts will have to be perfectly precise because of how the cuffs have seared the skin and made it bubble up. It may cauterize even as it burns, which won’t be nearly as messy as it usually is, but it may extend his life span, which is fine by me because I promised he would pay for each and every scratch on Vanessa’s body.

He looked at her hopefully. "Explain please", her ears pricked. VilaBeau was her life. Even though Damont violently took it away from her, she vowed that she would one day have her revenge. But why was Frost willing to help her? "Your ex needs to see that you have moved on and are not interested in the company". This caused Vinca's face to flash up in anger. Why should she sacrifice her life's worth to some scumbag? If giving up her company is what Frost expected of her then he might as well forget it!!

James hinted. "Don't say that anymore! She's a rogue, that's what she is and always will be! "Mom, stop it, Vanessa is not a rogue, she is the daughter of powerful betas" said Alan. "No, she's not anymore, her parents are dead and she's just a maid. We have taken her in here for that and nothing more". At that, Alan let out a growl and James and I were perplexed. Alan had always been the most temperamental of the three of us, so James and I didn't hesitate to open the mind link and intervene to calm him down.

Vanessa laughed louder than hers this time even though she's feeling the pain as she keeps pushing it more in and twisting it. "You monster!" She yelled tears streaming down her cheeks even though she keeps laughing in a wicked way. She remove the knife and Vanessa gapes for breath,her breath cease when she shove the knife into her stomach again right on her chest. "Ahhh" She groans in pains and hug her. "It's....okay" she said with the strength left in her before collapsing on her. T.B.C

He let go and I spun over onto my back. He advanced toward me. I bit my cheek, drew my foot back toward me before kicking forward right into his kneecap. He screamed and collapsed to the floor as I spun back over and rushed toward the back door to freedom. The van suddenly squealed to a stop. I stumbled and fell backwards with a loud thump. A hand dug painfully into my hair and lifted me to my knees. My hands shot up to try to lessen the pressure as tears stung my eyes. I looked up and, with horror, stared at Drake.

"Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness"- Poppy Z. Brite. Rose's POV: My body shook as silent cries of agony escaped me. Mr. Victor just stood there, frozen, thunderstruck, angry. His eyes were glued to Madeline's pale, lifeless face. His eyes were red, which made his turquoise irises stand out more, making him look hauntingly devastated. He let out a roar and shoved me away from her. My back hit the cold floor with a loud thud as a searing pain shot through from my spine.