Vanessa Blank Novels & Stories

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and

"She's fine. The gown is designed with a thermal resistor that regulates heat, so she is fairly warm in it, isn't that right, Vinca?" Vinca smiled and nodded, causing streaks of anger to course through Shanice's veins. "This bitch, just wait till I find a way of dealing with you" she was seething! "Frost, it's so good to see you. How have you been?" He turned at the voice to see Mr. V and next to him, the last person on earth that he wanted to meet, his aura turning cold suddenly. Vinca found her hand harshly squeezed and almost winced in pain.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

The whispers immediately turned even louder. Vanessa, who was quietly watching from the side, suddenly stood up and approached Blake. She put on her sweetest smile and said with a voice that was like dripping honey, "Did you come to witness my inauguration?" "I'm Vanessa Baker. L-Lycan King Bluke... please take c-care of me in the future," Vanessa softly said before offering her hand. Blake stared at Vanessa's outstretched hand. Then, he sneered before walking past her and finding a seat to sit down on. The banquet hall turned awkwardly silent. Vanessa's face flushed, appearing a little embarrassed, but she kept smiling.

He should feel honored that he was taking extra notice of him. Once Ashton was weakened, it will be easy to take him down. In fact, Kelly had sealed the whole villa and no matter what Ashton did, he won't be able to escape. He had planned for too long, he wasn't about to let anything disrupt his plans. ... "Ashton...." "There is wolfbane all over the place. Can you teleport us somewhere safe?" Ashton said. His consciousness was on and off and he was finding it hard to keep his eyes open. "Wolfbane....? But why can't I feel anything?" Maya asked. She was perfectly fine. She knew how lethal that thing was. How could she not be affected?

To have brought her out of the darkness and into the light where she belonged. “She saved me, you know.” Vanessa’s voice took on a strangely lofty tone, and her green eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “Some asshole was trying to mug me, and bam, action-hero Layla pops out and kicks the guy’s ass.” My jaw nearly hit the floor. “Damn. Layla did that?” “You best believe it.” “Good for her.” “She’s learned some practical skills lately, I take it.” Vanessa’s eyes sparkled again, and I realized what she was doing. It was like teasing, but … more. Different.

Chapter Seventy-Two: Beneath the Surface Vanessa tapped her long, polished nails on the wooden table of the quaint café she'd chosen for her meeting with Clara. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filtered through the air, mingling with the soft hum of murmurs around her. Clara was already running five minutes behind, but Vanessa wasn't bothered. It gave her time to strategize. This wasn’t just a casual catch-up—it was a carefully crafted move to uncover the truth about Noah and Stephanie.

She looked pretty angry "Well like i said, i just found out yesterday, so how could i have known?" "I have a sister?" Caleb asked speaking for the first time looking all giddy "Go to your room Cal" I ordered "Why should he? He should stay and listen to everything, we shouldn't hide anything from him, like yourself" Rhea lashed out "And can i simply ask, who's this daughter of yours?" "She's actually..." Was about talking but Vanessa beat me to it "Hi, i think I introduced myself wrongly" she drew Rhea attention to herself "I'm Vanessa Holland, daughter of Logan Young and Caroline Hart, though they birthed me, they never did act as a parent towards me" She said boldly

The Red Room is my only salvation to save me from becoming a berserk Alpha. I sit on my new chair, close my eyes, and feel the comfortable leather. This is good. Suddenly I smell vanilla and dew grass scent getting closer and stronger. I know who is about to come in, so I swiftly grab any file from my desk and pretend to read it. I see it's a cosmopolitan magazine, the cover page has a photograph of Madonna kissing some model, who is one-third of her age. I sense Ethan inside my cabin but one thing that catches not only mine, but also my wolf’s attention is,