SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE
So there I was, stuck in this dark Victorian mansion for a whole freaking century, thinking I'd never get out. Then, out of nowhere, these two gorgeous girls swoop in and rescue me! I couldn't believe it, and we instantly hit it off. They showed me a whole new world I'd only ever imagined, and I was all about living a normal human life.
But just when I thought things were looking up, this vampire named Vivaldi pops up out of thin air, grinning like a possessed Jack-o'-lantern. I mean, a name like Vivaldi is bound to give you the creeps, right? He claimed I had some ancient first blood running through my veins and demanded that I sign some crazy blood contract with him—the kind of deal that comes with some seriously freaky consequences.
Vivaldi was trying to sell me the idea that this blood contract was his only lifeline, the only way to save his skin from something worse than death. But I wasn't some clueless newborn vamp; I knew better than to just dive into something as serious as a blood contract. Those things come with some heavy consequences, and I wasn't about to sign up for that without a second thought.
The problem was, if I didn't go along with his messed-up plan, he promised to make my friends' lives a living hell—the very people I'd started to care about. I was trapped between a rock and a hard place. If I decided to team up with Vivaldi, I'd be keeping him around, which is far from ideal. But if I refused, my friends and the whole town of Shadowvale would be in serious danger.
It felt like I was caught in this impossible situation, like I was trying to choose between two rotten apples.
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Chapter: Chapter 67 ~CASPER'S POV~I'M SITTING IN MY DESK, HALFWAY through a physics lesson, when I feel a light tap on my shoulder. I twist around to see a beautiful girl, her features as delicate as a porcelain doll's. She's got captivating emerald eyes, framed by impossibly long, dark lashes, and a button nose that suits her heart-shaped face perfectly. Her golden locks cascade over her shoulders like a silken waterfall. Her soft pink lips part slightly as she leans in, a hint of rose-scented perfume teasing my senses. In a hushed, musical voice, she whispers, "I'm sorry to disturb you, but your girlfriend wanted me to give you this note." Her voice is so low I have to strain to catch every word, but her crystal-clear tone reminds me of a tinkling bell. My brows crease in confusion at the mention of a girlfriend. As far as I know, I don't have one! But I set aside that mystery for now and nod a silent thanks to the girl, turning my attention back to the droning teacher. Her slender fingers brush mine, soft as v
Last Updated: 2024-12-07
Chapter: Chapter 66 ~CASPER'S POV~WHEN I AWOKE, AN EERIE SILENCE filled the room. I cautiously surveyed my surroundings, taking in the horrific scene before me. Agatha's lifeless body sprawled across the floor, and DeAndre lay nearby, his heart torn from his chest. Ignoring the grotesque dead vampires and Werewolves, I rushed to the ornate window where Cassius would often gaze out. My heart sank as I took in the sight of hundreds of lifeless bodies scattered across the grounds. Tears stung my eyes, and I fell to my knees, sobbing at the realization that my master lay among them. "No!" I cried, unwilling to accept the truth before me. Desperate for a closer look, I bolted for the front door, only to find myself teleported back to the living room. Confused and distraught, I tried every possible exit—doors, windows, any opening I could find—but each attempt only brought me back to the same spot. Defeated and devastated, I slumped to the floor, my cries echoing through the mansion. Suddenly, a cold hand grasped my l
Last Updated: 2024-11-22
Chapter: Chapter 65 ~CASPER'S POV~"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU KNEW caspian and Dante, like, in the flesh?" Vivaldi's voice trembles with disbelief. "Yes, I knew them like the back of my hand," I confirm, watching his reaction carefully. "Oh my god!" Vivaldi exclaims, ruffling his hair frantically as if trying to rid himself of an infestation. His laughter rings with a manic edge, and before I can process his erratic behavior, he backhands me across the face. The force of the blow nearly knocks me off my stool, and I growl through clenched teeth, my pain and anger burning in my eyes. "I'm sorry," he apologizes hastily, seeing the rage in my expression. "But where the hell have you been my whole fucking life? All this time, everyone kept telling me that Caspian died without passing on the power of the First Blood. But my desperation for a cure made me hold onto hope, even when there seemed to be none." Vivaldi's eyes bore into mine, demanding answers. "No more secrets, right? So tell me, where did you go after Caspian's
Last Updated: 2024-11-21
Chapter: Chapter 64 ~VIVALDI'S POV~IN THE BAR, GLASSES CLINK, AND echoes with lively chatter. Casper and I raise our glasses, toasting amidst the boisterous voices."How can I lift your spirit, Mr. Vivaldi?" Casper asks, eyes fixed on my troubled gaze. Tipping my scotch glass, I savor the smoky scent before downing it in one fiery gulp. The burn rushes down my throat as I set the glass back on the counter with a gentle clink.Casper follows suit, his face twisting in pain, gasping for air. Hand pressed against his chest, he tries to douse the flames within. I lean in, worry etched on my brow."You okay, man?" I ask, concern ringing in my voice.Raising a shaky hand to halt me, Caspers wheezes, "Do I look okay?" His voice strained from the effort.I shrug, humor sparkling in my gaze. "Casper, how can you not handle something so devilishly smooth?" I joke, eyeing the half-empty bottle's amber liquid.He gives me an incredulous look, chest heaving. "How do you drink that without your insides burning to a crisp?"I can't h
Last Updated: 2024-11-19
Chapter: ~Chapter 63~BARRINGTON TAKES A DEEP BREATH, his gaze fixed on the phone number displayed on the screen before dialing it. He fidgets with his pen, anxiety building as the line rings. When the call connects, he smiles as he hears the voice on the other end."Hello and good afternoon! Am I speaking with Mr. Flynt?""Yes, who is this and how may I help you?"Barrington clears his throat, trying to sound as official as possible. "Ahem... This is Barrington Jackson, calling from Shadowvale's police department.""Barrington, as in the chief of police?"Barrington can't help but puff up a bit with pride. "Yes, that's right.""Oh, wow! For real? Long time, man..."Barrington grins. "Yeah, it's been a while. How have you been?""I'm good, I'm good. And you? Still keeping the streets of Shadowvale safe, huh?"They chat for a while, catching up on old times. But Barrington knows he has a purpose for this call, so he eventually steers the conversation towards it."Listen, I hope you don't mind me asking, but
Last Updated: 2024-11-02
Chapter: Chapter 62 ~Casper's POV~I’M SLOWLY WAKING UP, RUBBING the sleep from my eyes, when I notice a small, mysterious figure sitting on an armchair across from me. Their tiny legs are crossed, and they're holding this huge book that covers their entire face. I can’t make out their features, but I know exactly who it is.I manage to croak out, "What are you doing in my room?", my voice still heavy with sleep as I struggle to sit up.There’s a moment of silence, but then, BAM! The book snaps shut with a thunderous sound, revealing none other than Vivaldi. His bright, curious eyes peer out at me from behind these round, wire-rimmed glasses I've never seen him wearing before. His raven black hair is all ruffled, like he’d just rolled out of bed.With an excited pitch in his voice, Vivaldi exclaims, "You're awake, Snow Boy!" His enthusiasm is unmistakable, as he questions, "How was Dreamland?"All I can do in response is roll my eyes, not feeling up to dealing with Vivaldi's eccentricities.So, Vivaldi's expression tur
Last Updated: 2024-10-01
BOY MANIAC
After the kidnapping incident, seventeen (17) year old “STILES,” lost his memories. The memory loss He had wasn't a sweet romantic dream, but an horrible nightmare. The torture he received from his kidnappers warped his brain and made him a psycho, a freak; a “MANIAC”. He was agitated by almost everyone and everything. He could hardly control his emotions. Stiles was like a volcano, ready to erupt at anytime. Just a little trigger, boom! he'll explode. Releasing tons of cusswords, striking out at anyone who loved him. He couldn't help it. His fleeting thoughts were tormentors, a torture He could hardly escape.
He lived in hate and anger. He never wanted to be that way. Deep down his guts He simply wanted to be kind to everyone. He had a loving heart. He could still take the right choice, but his brain, was a tormentor. When ever it is triggered He loses self control. He is doing the actions, but deep his guts, He wanted it all to stop. but He just couldn't.
As time went on. Poor old Stiles discovered he had telepathic and telekinetic abilities. Gradually he also regained his lost memories. He fully regained his “MEMORIES” the day he came face to face with the leader of his Kidnappers, the heartless punk who transformed poor old stiles into a “MANIAC.” Stiles wanted to take revenge on the Devil incarnate. But frustration hits Stiles when he discovers that the man who made his life a living hell was no other person but the father of his Girlfriend. “LOVER”
So what is Stiles gonna do?
Go ahead and his take revenge on his kidnapper, or just let the old dog lie.
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Chapter: BOY MANIACChapter 24My brain stuttered for a moment and my eyes widened like two flashlight beam. Every part of me goes on pause as questions swirled in the pool of my thought. Unable to comprehend the fact that I was on my feet, I looked away; gave my mom an uneasy glance and then looked back to see if I was still on my feet. Holly Molly I was.“Stiles, sit down,"My mom muttered. Still stupefied by my action, I remained still for a while before taking my seat.“Young man why did you sit down?”Asked the announcer.I didn't give any reply, rather I made eye contact with my mom and then raised my eyebrows which indicates: Should I stand up? But my mom replied by shaking her head which indicates: No! don't stand up.“Young man are you shy? Come on standup,”the announcer added calmly.I kept still, staring at my mom again, I swiped my eyebrows up
Last Updated: 2021-09-13
Chapter: BOY MANIACChapter 23 Mom rode through the gate, steered the car towards an open space and parked it. After we'd all alighted the car, mom hurried to the booth, and brought out dad's wheelchair. My eyes widened as they fell on a red bricked triangular shaped building with crystal blue and beige colored reticulated windows. The white building was surrounded by neatly trimmed flowers which gave it a calming and peaceful sensation. After hoisting dad unto his wheelchair, we all trailed behind mom as she pushed dad towards the building. My eyes travelled up the pointed tower which rose from the red roof of the building; admiring the enormous spire and the cross on top of it. When we got to a big porch, Kayla and Kathleen gave each and everyone of us a fleeting hug. After moments of hesitation Kayla also hugged me and ran off with her sister.Where are they going?I asked mentally, but mom replied as if she coul
Last Updated: 2021-09-06
Chapter: BOY MANIACChapter 22Sunlight filtered through the translucent curtains as I slowly opened my eyes; feeling disgruntled with last night, tiredness made me limp like wet laundry on a cold winter morning. Slowly I rolled out of bed stretching and yawning I headed for the window and drew the curtains. Sunlight bathed my skin as the curtains flew open and my eyes squinted shut trying to ward off the sunlight that bathed em.Just then someone knocked on the door“Yes who is it?”“Good morning sir, its me Teresa.”“Good morning ma'am. Is anything the matter?”“No! not at all... It's 7:30 AM and your mom said I should tell you to take your bath and get set for Church. By 8:30 AM y'all shall be on the way to church.””Church!?”“Yes Sir”“Okay.... I'll do just that”“Okay sir”I walk
Last Updated: 2021-09-02
Chapter: BOY MANIACChapter 21I was about to hit Kayla again when my daddy's voice suddenly rented the air."Stiles”He fired, while grandma cast a look from me to Kayla and then to my Mom.DAD!.........GRANDMA!!.......When did they get in here? Was I so intoxicated by my anger that I didn't see them come in?Time stood still like never before. My pupils dilated, hands flailed and my heart sunk to my feet. I twitched as my anger faded, and everything returned slowly What have I done again?Kayla! her eyes were puffy from crying. Her entire body shuddered as tears streamed down her eyes in torrent.A part of me immediately wanted to be far away from the room"Stiles get back here"My mom called as I headed for my room.I wanted to heed to her voice, I wanted to halt, but I couldn't summon the courage to face everyone."Stiles”
Last Updated: 2021-08-17
Chapter: BOY MANIACChapter 20.The old houses in the street were all silhouettes. Now it was difficult to tell that the wooden homes, mud houses and brick buildings had roofs that looked rusted and stained like blood. Dim street lights were scattered along the street, some bent and broken, others old and rusty. The glow they gave off was eerie, but at least each streetlight provided little comfort against the night. Wind gently blew the sickly smell of rotted garbage from GAWD KNOWS WHERE and stray dogs wagged their tails as they roamed about some garbage. When we emerged from the old street, the new street was brightly Illuminated with electric bulbs that flooded the city like sun shine. People were still bustling here and there, stores where still open, and kids were still playing outside.PHEWI breathed a sigh of relief.This place, It's looked very familiar. I had a strong feeling of DEJA VU as I let my eyes roam the street. I
Last Updated: 2021-08-13
Chapter: BOY MANIACChapter 19For some frozen seconds no-one spoke. We stood deep in silence, staring at each other like it was some sort of staring contest. A fixed quizzical expression painted the two girls faces. Hmmph...one of them suddenly breathed out; gave her shoulders a wiggle and lolled her head in a circle. Foot tapping up and down like some dumb wind up toy and arms locked around her waist she spoke:“I'm sorry about your loss bro.”“Me too”The other girl added.“Loss?”I inquired with furrowed brows.“Yes, your brain loss”“My..."“Shhh...”They both shushed me by putting a finger against there lips.WHUUUAAAAAAT!?Wait wait wait! I don't get this shit. Am I the one this little brats are telling to shush? OH GAWD! Maybe it's because I've been flashing my teeth at them they want to take it for granted.
Last Updated: 2021-08-07
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