Vanessa Blade Novels & Stories

Fearlessly facing his decade-long enemy, the vampire nemesis of their history. The cold zephyr blew, and the warm breath he was hauling became visible as he steps furthermore. Still, Vander remained standing. Bold and with no sign of fear to be reflected on his face. His eyes flashed red and the sword on his hand ignited with blue flames as the environment around them changed and perhaps it was from Vander’s ability of illusions. “It would be nice if I were to end you here. Do you still remember where we are?” he taunts as the sound of crickets occupied.

She is really strange. ✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️ To be continued... Bursted...Is Vendetta using scope now? Like, comments and comments to read next episode

He subconsciously took a step back, and just then, a beautiful woman appeared in front of him. With her long and luscious black hair, striking features, and fair-as-snow skin, she was even more stunning than famous movie stars. This woman was Vanessa Harris. “What a beautiful woman.” Shocked by Vanessa’s beauty, the man ended up overlooking her ruthlessness. While he was still stunned, she kicked him in the stomach. Feeling his stomach cramp up, the man backed away. Before he could even find his footing, Vanessa had already caught up to him. Seizing the machete in his hand, she slashed him without hesitation. The man was instantly thrown back by the impact, and hot, crimson blood splattered

Despite lacking fighting training and claw abilities I existed as a mother. I did not attempt to stop Vanessa from stabbing me with the knife. I violently twisted my body to throw all my weight into her legs. The blade missed my chest and created a deep gash which extended down my shoulder. I screamed as the momentum sent Vanessa into a state of imbalance. She slipped in her high heels and fell hard onto the wooden floor, dropping the dagger. I didn't run. I rushed toward the side table to grab the heavy bronze vase. Vanessa reached for her dagger.

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

He placed the blade of the dagger against her back. “Are you ready?” he asked Vanessa could only muster the strength to nod and closed her eyes waiting for the blade to pierce her skin. Xavier tried his best to be gentle but nothing he could do would stop the pain. Blood spilled from the incision down her sides. He set the dagger down and inserted two fingers into her baske

Marcus commanded, his gun trained on Blade. Blade reached for his gun, but he wasn't fast enough. One of my guards fired, hitting him in the shoulder. Blade screamed and crumpled to the ground, his weapon clattering across the concrete floor. "Fuck!" Vanessa gasped in panic, trying to escape through the back door I hadn't noticed, but another guard intercepted her. She fought like a wild animal, scratching and kicking, and in the struggle, she was slammed against the wall by one of my guards. I heard her cry out in pain as she clutched her side, but somehow she managed to slip through a narrow opening and disappear into the darkness beyond.

Suddenly, a figure rushed forward from the side. “It's all your fault!!” Vanessa appeared like a storm. Her hair was messy, her eyes wild and bloodshot. In her trembling hand, a knife gleamed under the sunlight. “I’ll kill you!” she screamed hysterically. She lunged forward. But Eleanor moved quickly, stepping aside just as the blade slashed through the air. Security guards rushed forward immediately, grabbing Vanessa and restraining her before she could attack again. Vanessa struggled violently, screaming and thrashing like a woman who had completely lost control.

The man flailed back and fell to the ground with a loud thud, dead. Vanessa let out a devastating shriek. “Oh my God! Michael!” “Well, I guess that’s one less Rossetti I need to worry about,” Layal commented. Vanessa turned her attention to her and dove at Layla with all the brute force she had inside of her. The two fell to the ground and became embroiled in a nasty fight. The blade Vanessa had apparently been holding got knocked from her hands and skidded across the floor. Layla took whatever chance she could to knock Vanessa off of her and gain the upper hand.

Violet stuttered unsure “ So you recall my name Nessa” “ why did you choose to lead me on when you know you will let me off the hook ? ” Blaze asked raising the pitch of his voice a little higher “ What are you talking about Blaze ? ” Violet asked confused “ You're not different from the rest are you ? ” Blaze questioned the puzzled Vanessa who didn't know what he was talking about “ You shouldn't have done this grievous thing to me Nessa , you have broken me ” Blaze yelled from the other end