Vanessa Blank Mga Nobela at Kwento

' I just laughed at their banter about their daughters, though it made me crave that future. Aura and I have kept contact with Blaine and Lainee through our shared link and I even opened one with Cleo. Once I'd remembered I was able to do it with Jacob, Ryan, and even Cristian, I opened a link with her. She said it had to be some crazy warrior thing, leading me to become more curious with what comes with being a Black Moon member. I haven't confronted Tate yet about my curiosity, only Blaine and Lainee. They told me to ask Tate's mother, who was apparently a keeper for the council and kept all their documents and books. She knew all the history.

Vanessa said, getting irritated but she controlled herself. This wasn’t back at the organization where she used coercion to her what she wants, she’s out in the real world. “Fine, let’s hear what you have to say.” Reporter said, raising his hand in surrender. Instead, she handed a a brown file to him before saying. “My name is Vanessa Blackfield, I’m an assassin for the Blacksmith Organization.” Hearing that, she noticed the way his hand stilled in tugging the file open, and looked at her yet he didn't say anything. A cue for her to continue.

The blue-colored eye guy! "Who exactly is this Vanessa?", Kaylee asked immediately as she turned her head back to face Anna. * * *

Vanessa's dark eyes, calm face, and lips curled into a mean smile lit by studio lights filled the screen. My stomach dropped. “Good evening everyone,” Vanessa said sweetly. “I hope you’re all watching.” Adrian grabbed the remote and tried to turn the screen off, but no response. Nathan hit the side of the TV with his hand, but the video wouldn't move. “My name,” Vanessa continued, “is Vanessa Cross.” Leo’s grip on my hand tightened. “And today,” she said, raising her chin slightly, “the world needs to know the truth.” The room seemed to shrink around me.

“Vanessa, dear, this is Ella. She is an omega who has joined us recently. She has been through a lot.” Vanessa smiled warmly, stepping forward. “Hi, Ella. I’m glad you found your way here. They try to make it safe for everyone.” I swallowed hard, masking the sharp twist of shame that flashed through my chest. “Thank you Luna Vanessa,” I said, lowering my gaze. “You have a beautiful home.” Vanessa laughed softly. “Please, don’t call me that. Just Vanessa.” She looked so open, so trusting, so unaware of who I was. And that was perfect for my plan.

“Jane told the truth. Her parents were executed. Her mate died under suspicious circumstances. They’re cleaning their mess by pushing survivors out.” My jaw clenched. “They think fear will keep them safe.” James met his gaze. “Fear always makes enemies.” We shared a look. Not as Alpha and Beta. But as Friends Friends. “We’ll move carefully,” I said. “Not yet.” James nodded. “I trust you.” Another knock interrupted them. Vanessa entered without waiting. Her clothes barely covered her body, dark hair pulled back. She moved with confidence, eyes locking on me immediately. “I heard the moon was brutal,” she said.

"This is only the first time she got caught." And somewhere else in the city... Vanessa sat alone inside a luxury apartment. A suitcase lay open on the bed. Bundles of cash. Several passports. A laptop. She zipped the suitcase closed. Then smiled to herself. "They're finally looking at me." She picked up another phone that nobody knew existed. A single message waited on the screen. Phase One Complete. Proceed to eliminate Evelyn Hart before the truth reaches Adrian. Vanessa's smile slowly disappeared. She looked toward the dark window.

but not exactly how it had happened. “Well... no, I didn't see the exact moment. But why are you suspicious of her? I think Vivian is nice.” Her colleagues exchanged glances and one of them sighed, almost impatiently: “You're naive, Vanessa. People like her only deceive simple hearts like yours.” Vanessa, who came from a career as a special forces soldier, had a straightforward, direct mind — almost as pure as a blank sheet of paper. She wasn't used to the subtle and competitive games of the female world.

And now Vanessa is dead. I swing the door open. My heart drops to the floor. Vanessa is standing infront of me. I rub my eyes in shock. There's no way she survived that explosion. She should be dead. But she's not dead. She's standing right infront of me, wearing a simple white dress. Maybe she's a ghost. Maybe she's here to haunt me. Or maybe I'm hallucinating... "Hi Dani." She smirks. "Did you miss me?" ****

It took Vanessa some seconds, before she recovered and replied to Blake, “Did you say anything wrong? How would I know that, Blake? I honestly don't understand a single word you were saying. You were talking about your little sister. But pardon me… Since when did you have a sister, Blake? I don't think I have ever met her before. Who's she? And what's her name?” Blake was completely stunned and speechless. He was staring at Vanessa in disbelief, and she was also staring at him because she couldn't understand what was going on. “My little sister is Claire, chairman Vanessa. She has been working with you for quite some time, and you don't know that she is my sister? Didn't Claire ever mention