Vanitas No Carte Characters Novels & Stories

Without a word, Charle obeys, trailing after him toward the study. I move to follow, but Vanda’s voice cuts through the tension. "Stay there." I freeze, trembling, unable to step into the living room. The two men disappear into the study, the door shutting firmly behind them, cutting me off entirely. Charle’s words echo in my mind: Vanda killed them. All forty of Walter’s warriors. Men who were here to fight alongside him. My chest tightens as my thoughts spiral. You’ll see the blood on his hands!

And the most cataclysmic thing was, I was not afraid of having witness Madeline's murder. Yes it left an impact on me, I still shivered whenever her dead lifeless eyes drifted in my vision but.. I was more scared of Marienne. As soon as the the police enquiry session had come to an end, I ran straight to my flat, brought out my laptop and tried to find as much as information I could manage about them. And what I found about them wasn't shocking but still, it chilled me to the core. Marienne Carlisle Victor. A French-American businessman, who is best known for his ruthless statistics and strategies in the corporate world. Devilishly handsome looking but taken from at the age of 19. Well known

They saw the spectral children shrieking in excruciating pain as Vane, with the steady hands of a jeweler, harvested their magic and their very skeletons while their hearts were still beating. The final image was a giant, translucent manifestation of Vane himself, hovering like a vengeful god over his own desk. He looked serene. There was a calm, satisfied smile on his face as he meticulously waxed and polished a freshly harvested, tiny femur to a sickening, ivory shine. He sat in a silence of his own making, utterly deaf to the carnage that had paved his way to immortality. "Fenn!" Leela wailed, her strength finally failing.

CHAPTER 45 BELLA Athena had started to cry for attention, and I rushed off to her. Once I had calmed her down, I brought her out, and Gabriel who’s face automatically lit up at the sight of her, reached out to take her in his arms. She was full of smiles as she went to him. Her tiny hands made its way to his cheeks as he spoke to her lovingly and waltzed around the room with her. While father and daughter were having their bonding session, I excused myself and went to my room and called up Erica. She, too, was just as worked up as me about what had happened earlier. Neo did explain his side of the story to her after we had left. He told her that the reason why he didn’t bother defending hims

"You are an illiterate brute. You just destroyed the only mechanism capable of controlling the asset before the horde strips the flesh from this city." General Vane didn't look at Marcus. His hard, flint-like eyes remained fixed on Natalia, who was still crouched in the mud at his feet. With a slow, deliberate movement, Vane raised his broadsword, pointing the blood-slicked tip directly at her throat.

Her smile widened. "Besides, horses are loyal creatures. Ethan DelValle is even more loyal than that." Belle looked Sylvia up and down. "So tell me honestly... do you think you ever had even the slightest chance?" For the first time, Sylvia's composure visibly cracked. "I can ruin you whenever I want," she snapped. "You're nothing but an opportunist who crawled her way into a powerful family. Without the DelValles, you'd be nobody." Belle simply smiled. "And yet here I am."

That was so not necessary and not true, for that matter. He lays a hand over his heart and leans over my desk. I could smell his familiar cologne as he hovers in front of me. "Ouch-" He whispers, "you're breaking my heart, Bella." He furrows his eyebrows and pouts at me. The glint in his eyes tell me just how amusing he thinks this is. "What's there to break?" I wink at him innocently and bite my lip to hide my grin. The tension seemed to break as we both joked around. Luckily for me, my earlier response did not bother him at all.

********************************************************************************** *Unknown POV* Two cars arrived at the pack house. The pack members immediately made way for their Alpha and Luna. Vanessa greeted everyone as she entered the pack house. It was more well furnished and embellished than last time. She looked at the interiors with awe. On one of the walls was a picture of a beautiful woman sitting on the throne. She had same silver eyes as Damian and her hair colour matched Liam's. She must be their mom. She was an eternal fountain of love. " your mom was beautiful" Vanessa said intertwining her fingers with Damian's.

Again, he reminds her of Mathias despite the difference in eye and hair color. The ghost pointer lowers to and hovers over the Delete button and then… clicks it. | Are you sure you want to delete this character? Cancel OK | The pointer clicks OK and just like that, the character of Ecto disappears and only Kayzel remains.

“She’s female, she is decent. Just slow down. If you need me to investigate her, just let me know. For the love aspect, I do not know how to help on that.” “I do not love her. I do not want to believe that is my mate.” “What about Vivian?” Nate asked through clenched teeth. Avan laughed “I know I considered her, but you knew she was just a placeholder. She is still a placeholder, until I find who I want. I do not just want it to be Carol.” Nate nodded “The Villas, when are we sending the next troop?” he changed the topic. One more disrespect to Vivian and his claws would be stuck in Avan’s throat, but it wasn’t the time. Not yet.