Vanessa Eric Novels & Stories

Then her eyes darted to me. Not kindly. Oh. Oh, she knew. She smiled, slow and venomous. “I see.” I clenched my tablet until my fingers went numb. Drake’s voice turned colder. “Let’s proceed.” She walked past us, hips swaying like she was performing. I kept my face neutral, but my insides… My insides were shaking. Vanessa Torres was everything I wasn’t. Gorgeous. Powerful. Experienced. Untouchable. A woman men like Drake were supposed to be with.

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.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“Tell me, Vanessa Dave what makes you think we can be together? Don’t act dumb. I know what our parents have been up to.” Vanessa takes a sip of her drink. She tries to compose herself again but her flustered look gave the impression that it wasn’t working. “I don’t like you Eros West.” I blink, once, twice. What?! “Wow, that was harsh.” “Sorry,” she smiles not looking sorry at all. “I don’t mean it that way. You are nice, hot..” she jerks her head towards the girls chatting their heads off and I scoff in disbelief for the nth time. “But I don’t see you as husband material. No offense. ”

Beta Eric’s voice comes from behind and Vanessa’s face lit up with joy and love. “ Baby! Where were you? I missed you so much.” Vanessa cooed, circling her arms around her mate’s neck and tried to kiss him, Eric's face turned red as he blushed and started apologizing for his drunk mate. “ It's okay, Eric. She has had too many. Take her back to your room, she needs some rest.” They excused themselves and I stood there with envy burning in me. I am not jealous of them but of their bond and love.

They cuffed one of her hands to the bed and had a brief discussion with Rodri before leaving. “Mo, this is Vanessa, my sister from another mother.” I started as soon as the police left. “Vanny, Moses.. the one I haven’t been able to tell you much about.” “Hello Vanessa, it’s nice meeting you in person, I’ve heard a lot about you.” He stretched his hand for a handshake which Vanessa accepted with childish giggles. “It’s my pleasure.” Vanessa raised her brows twice for me and I gave her a frown in return, but she wasn’t fazed.

“Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?” “Yeah.” She laughed too, “Margarette, you’re sensing the wrong vibrations. I’m just curious. Who is that woman Finrod’s with?” “You don’t know her?” Caeruleus was surprised. “She’s Queen Aera, the Queen of the elves and the sister of Prince Finrod.” She flustered. Why didn’t she see the resemblance? Now when she looked at them, she realized they had remarkably similar faces. “Come. Let’s pay our respects.” Margarette pulled them both.

she whispers like she was inside my head. It's Nia.

she said smoothly, “is exactly the point.” Ryan’s breath stalled. His first instinct was to laugh as he assumed she was joking. But one look at her face told him otherwise. She was dead serious. His chest rose and fell slowly as he processed her words. “But… why? You were glad she married Eric and not me six years ago, so why do you want to tear them apart in such a—?” Vanessa lifted a hand, cutting him off. “You don’t need to know why, and I certainly don’t need a lecture on morality.” She crossed her legs elegantly, her tone deceptively calm. “All I need is your sperm, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

"What do they want?" Kael hesitated, his gaze flicking toward the door, as though checking to make sure no one was listening. "They want the power of the Healer of the Eclipse. You." Vanessa’s breath caught in her throat. "What do they need with me?" Kael’s eyes darkened. "To control you. To use your bloodline for their own ends. You’re not just a healer, Vanessa. You’re the key to something ancient. And they’ll stop at nothing to unlock it."