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SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 1 ~ Vivaldi's POV~
SO, HERE I AM, SPRAWLED OUT on this cold, damp cave floor, naked and vulnerable. My small hands are cuffed with massive chains, and as I try to move, I let out a groan that bounces off the cave walls like a wounded animal’s cry. My flesh and bones scream in unison, each one throbbing in agony. The keys to my freedom lay temptingly close on the gritty cave floor, but my hands are shaking, weighed down by the heavy chains and pulsating pain. I have to tough it out, waiting for my secret superpowers to kick in and patch me up. They’ll knit my broken bones, stitch my torn flesh, and ease that relentless, shrieking pain. The cave walls are splattered with dried blood, like some twisted abstract art gone haywire. Deep claw marks scar the stone surface, evidence of my, "Wolf" abilities. Finally, sweet relief washes over me! The pain ebbs away as my body miraculously knits itself back together. With a triumphant grunt, I grab the keys, fumble with the locks of the chains until they fal
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 2 ~Vivaldi's POV~
SO, THERE I AM, BLOOD RUNNING cold as ice, 'cause I know things are about to get as messy as a food fight in a cafeteria. I do that thing where I tilt my head, lips scrunching into a perfect 'O', trying to remember what I'd said about this guy. Oh, right—Mr. Bean Head and his shiny baldness. Yup, I'd stepped in it now, like a fresh pile of dog poo on a brand-new pair of sneakers. I let out a fake laugh, "I say, I want a mug of beer!" But he's not buying my little song and dance. Nope, not even for a hot second. His chest puffs up like a rooster about to crow as he growls, "No, no. What did you call me?" I cough, brain scrambling for an escape hatch. "Uh, I said, Mr. Blonde Head!" I lie through my teeth, praying he'll swallow it like a greedy bass at a fishing derby. This guy, bless his heart, looks utterly baffled as he stares at his reflection in a shiny bottle behind the bar, running a hand over his smooth scalp. "But… I'm not a blonde," he points out, his brow scrunched u
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 3 ~Vivaldi~
SO HERE I AM, FEELING like the cat that got the cream as I lap up the rich, honey-like blood. My serpentine tongue savors every sweet drop, like it's the nectar of the gods. I can't get enough, but eventually, the poor guy's body goes limp in my grasp, so I let him drop. His glassy eyes stare up at me, so I gently close them. I'm not a complete monster, you know? I let out a long, satisfied breath, then hop up onto the bar counter, my gaze sweeping over the rows of glittering bottles. So many choices! I can't decide which one to go for, so I do a little “eeny meeny miny moe” until my fingers land on a fancy-looking bottle of Johnnie Walker. “Aha!” I exclaim. The thick, curvaceous glass and the swirly pattern on the label catch my eye, so I figure, Why the heck not? I grab the bottle, jump back down to the ground, and crack it open. As I take a long, deep swig, the sweet, bubbly liquid dances on my tongue. I can't help but let out a contented sigh. “Next time, you won't argue with m
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 4 ~Casper~
THERE THEY ARE—THE GIRLS, standing still as statues with their jaws practically hitting the floor. Their eyes bug out like they've just walked into a palace straight out of some fairy tale. I come barreling down the stairs, like a whole stampede. The girls snap out of their daze, and their eyes dart to me, wide and unblinking like a pair of owls. I'm a hot mess—my heart's pounding, sweat's pouring down my face, and I'm pretty sure my hair's doing its best impression of a bird's nest. "I thank thee," I croak out, trying not to sound like a total weirdo. My heart swelled with appreciation, but I restrained myself from jumping up and down or hugging the daylights out of them. Still, I threw my arms around their shoulders, drawing them into a warm, friendly embrace. The girls tentatively pat my sweat-soaked back, their eyes darting between each other with raised eyebrows—it's pretty clear they're not used to random bear hugs from total strangers. I step back, flashing them a sheepish
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 5 ~Casper~
SCARLETT, WINTER, AND I GAB AWAY, laughing like a group of reunited chums. Their chatter fills the air, swirling with wonder and befuddlement. Scarlett sits cross-legged on the couch, her auburn hair cascading down her shoulders like a fiery waterfall. Winter leans in, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief as she whispers, “Hey, Casper, check this out! Our gal Scarlett couldn’t see the house from the outside. It’s like it was playing hide-and-seek—a master of disguise!” Scarlett throws her hands up in exasperation, her forehead wrinkling. “I know, I know! It’s absolutely bonkers!” “Maybe the house has been here all along, you know? Sometimes, we’re so caught up in our own thoughts that we miss what’s right in front of us.” Scarlett’s hazel eyes widen with excitement, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm, “It was like being in a movie, Casper!” She waves a sleek rectangular device, “My phone couldn’t even take a picture of the house at first—it was like technology gone haywire!” Wint
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 6 ~Casper~
THERE I AM, SPRAWLED OUT on the floor like a sack of potatoes. My body, typically strong and powerful, now feels as heavy as a boulder. The realization suddenly hits me: even vampires, the ageless creatures of the night can't sustain their youthful appearance without a regular dose of blood. It appears my once reliable powers have decided to pack up and leave town. My arms and legs, usually the picture of strength and perfection, are now stiff like rocks, rendering me utterly helpless. My energy is evaporating into thin air, leaving me in quite the pickle. If only blood would just magically appear before me to quench my insatiable thirst. As I lie there, contemplating my unfortunate situation, the sun peeks through the window and bathes my pale skin in its warm, golden rays. Time seems to slow down as the sun leisurely makes its way across the sky, painting the world in shades of orange and pink as the day refuses to end. My mind is suddenly flooded with frantic thoughts. I'm overwh
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 7 ~Vivaldi~
THE BOY RAISES HIS EYEBROWS, staring straight at me. “Pray tell, young one, what dost thou do here, and by what means hast thou gained entry to mine own dwelling?” I can’t help but laugh. “You’re kidding, right? You think I’m just going to tell you? Give me some credit!” His face contorts with anger, but that just makes me laugh harder. Looking around the room, I nod in appreciation. “Hey, I’m Vivaldi Monteverdi, by the way. You have a nice place here. It’s cozy and stylish – perfect for impressing people on I*******m!” I grin, then add, “Looks like you’ve got some extra space here. What do you say we become roommates?” His face tightens in displeasure. “Pray, reveal unto me the nature of thine intentions.” he demands, “What bringeths thee to mine abode?” I repeat his words playfully, “You mean, what brings your fabulous self to my snazzy new pad?” I take in the guy's appearance – his roughly tousled hair and clothing that looks like they’ve never met an iron. He seems so uptight;
SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE Chapter 8 ~Vivaldi~
TENSION CRACKLES IN THE AIR AS THE DUDE growls. He shoves the girl back, yelling, “Enough!” His voice echoes through the room like a dramatic actor’s. “I have no inclination towards the consumption of human blood any longer, do you comprehend my sentiment?” He squares up to the girl, all puffed-up and bossy-like. “Hearken, young lady. Flee, and cease not your flight until a great distance separates you from this place.” The girl’s eyes dart between us, fear wafting off her in waves. For a second, she’s frozen in place, but then she nods and makes a run for it. Before you can say 'vampire speed,' I zip over to her and grab her arm. “Not so fast, darlin',” I tease, grinning slyly. “You're my brother's snack, and you ain’t leaving until he takes a bite.” The girl glances between us, her forehead creased with confusion. For a second, her eyes soften as she looks at my Shakespeare-wannabe brother, like she’s relieved or something. But then, quick as a flash, she slips out of my grasp an
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