Vanessas Dread Assignment Novels & Stories

VANESSA’S POV I didn’t “forget” to submit the assignment. Well not exactly. I planned it all along . When the deadline hit at 11:59 a.m., I was dead awake. Staring at the clock. Watching the seconds slide past like a dare. I yawned theatrically in the group chat and typed. “Ugh. Missed the deadline. I’ll hand it in myself.” My class rep replied with three question marks and a bolded “HE SAID EMAIL ONLY.”

Someone nearby, maybe, from the copy editing section, let out a poorly disguised cough that sounded exactly like a laugh. Vanessa's face flushed slightly. Her composure, usually so carefully maintained, was showing cracks. "I'm just saying," she tried again, "don't let the assignment go to your head. There are plenty of writers in this building who could do what you're doing." "Probably," I agreed. "But Daniel didn't pick them. He picked me. So here I am, doing it." I gestured vaguely at the notes spread across my desk, the transcripts, the highlighted quotes, the sticky notes with cross-references to old game footage and archived interviews.

he says in the most broken and bruised voice I have ever heard. My terror is slowly leaving my body, but the tears aren't stopping. Too much has happened to me in the past week. Every fear, every betrayal, and every ounce of courage is leaving my body. With each tear, I am becoming more and more broken. The Vanessa who was excited to graduate but was afraid of being homeless, The Vanessa who had a best friend slash sister, The Vanessa who was determined to make it........that Vanessa she is gone. Gone. Dead. My knees give out, and my big scary mate crumbles to the floor with me in a heap. The water pelts my back as my tears shower his chest.

Alpha Alexander’s POV Vanessa remains on the floor, struggling to dress herself for over thirty minutes. The sight tugs at my conscience, stirring a mix of guilt and confusion within me. I'm lost in a maze of conflicting emotions, unsure of how to navigate this unfamiliar territory. Despite my uncertainty, one thing remains clear: Vanessa is now my mate, bound to me by fate's unyielding decree. It's a reality I can't escape, no matter how much I may wish otherwise. And in my misguided attempt to shield her from judgment and scrutiny, I've resorted to drastic measures.

“You all should summit the assignment I gave you during the holiday session, that would be all for today” Assignment? Fuck my assignment !! I totally forgot to do mine. I'm totally done for, professor Finn wouldn't even give me an ear. I searched for my pen and a notebook as I tried remembering where I dropped the questions. Everyone was almost done with the submission when Vanessa also stood up. “You're one asshole,he never reminded me about our holiday assignment with professor Finn” She gave me a grin, her smile goofy. “I knew you'd be an animal not to remember, don't worry,I did for two”she brought out the two papers as she laughed.

Lydia stood in the center of it all, frozen. Adrian remained motionless beside her. That stillness was more dangerous than rage. Harris continued. “I dislike repetition, so I’ll make this simple.” He reached down and lifted Vanessa’s chin with two fingers. She flinched. “Miss Sterling—soon to be Miss Nobody—has become inefficient.” Vanessa spat blood at him. He laughed softly and wiped his cheek with a folded handkerchief. “Yet even damaged assets can be useful.” Then he looked straight into the camera again. “Lydia.”

Vanessa stood there after being gone forever. Eyes bloodshot. Face tight. A document crushed in her hand. "Glen," she said, "this says you applied for a volunteer teaching program in Northvale. Is that true?"

Vanessa yelled for the first time, her eyes changing to white. Drake took a step back, shocked by Vanessa's sudden outburst. “Vanessa, please calm down. Anger won’t solve this. Drake is a beta, and as a beta he is bound to be worried about his alpha’s safety!”. Kayla whispers softly. Vanessa took a deep breath, her eyes returning to their normal colour. "I know, I just… I need to concentrate!”.

Chapter 57 Desperate Alliances Vanessa POV I had another sleepless night. Nothing but nightmares. Any dream I have where Damian is happy, especially when I see Amara, feels like a nightmare to me. My recent dream was nothing but a fucking nightmare. I don't know why Damian insists on going back to Amara. I stared at the ceiling; it was already morning. I think I need to go and see Damian, but I don't know what to do. I don't know how else to threaten him, to make him stay put, to make him idolize me the way he used to. I don't know what suddenly happened to him, why he changed. Everything was just so frustrating. I have to get him back. I have to, I thought to myself.

**VANESSA** Vanessa was brushing her teeth when her phone rang. She looked at the screen. Adrian. Her heart jumped. She rinsed her mouth quickly and answered. “Adrian?” “Come to my place.” His voice was rough. Slurred slightly. He was drunk. “What? Adrian, it’s late. Are you okay?” “Just come.” The line went dead. Vanessa stared at her phone. Adrian Westbrook. Calling her at ten thirty at night. Drunk. Asking her to come over.