Blue Bloods Vanessa Ray Novels & Stories

Ryan had ordered him to torture life out of me. “Do you regret your actions Vanessa?” Dante went to the corner and pulled out a set of tools. “No.” I said in a stern tone. I felt bad that Xavier was hurt in the process but excited that Natasha was out of the equation.If not for the bitch who calls herself a witch. Ryan would have been in my arms by now! “You know one of the things I like about you Vanessa is your feistiness.” He opened a suitcase and brought out a syringe. My wolf stirred in a panic at the sight of the liquid in the syringe.

“Spill it. Have your moment.” Vanessa didn’t waste a beat. “I don’t like to pry, well, maybe just a little, but we had a job to do. And back there? You looked like you saw a damn ghost. I get it, he’s Alexandro Rivelry, but that’s not supposed to mean anything to us.” It was the most serious I’d seen her, and somehow, that made it worse. I always thought Vanessa was just here for the paycheck. Turns out, she cared a lot more than I gave her credit for.

Brenda’s POV My entire body tensed as Ralph's words echoed in my mind. "It might interest you to know that Vanessa was the one who tried to murder Inspector Smith's daughter and framed you for the attempted murder instead." I felt my breath hitch, my stomach knotting as if I'd been punched. My lips parted, but no words came out. My brain struggled to process what I'd just heard. Vanessa. She had been the one behind it all. I should have known. I should have realized that her cruelty had no limits. But this? This was beyond anything I could have imagined.

When Sawyer was just about to get up and chase after her, Vanessa hugged his legs and begged, “Please don’t fight with your wife, Mr. Pitt! This is all my fault! I’ll get out of the way now! I won’t come between you and your wife!” Saying this, she rammed her head toward the corner of the marble fireplace. “Vanessa!” Shocked, Sawyer lunged forward to pull Vanessa into his arms. “Jessa, I’m taking Vanessa to the hospital.” Jessa was extremely disgusted to hear Sawyer’s panicked voice behind her. She sent a text to her assistant: [Investigate this person named Vanessa Rivera. I want to know everything about her.]

“And now, whether it is today, or tomorrow, or next week whenever…Debrassy will keep coming back until he finds out the truth for himself.” As she opens her eyes, bright and blue, with the lights of the tower shining behind her, she looks otherworldly as she tells me her deepest truth. “My name isn’t Addison Archer,” her voice is small but strong. “I am Vanessa. Vanessa Addison Vandersteele and for some reason, the Debrassy family wants me dead.”

Once the two thugs working for Vanessa were in the luxury car, Reyvan immediately called his boss to report on his success. The blonde European woman with bright blue eyes laughed loudly. “HA-HA-HA. Great work, you two. Don’t forget the next plan, Reyvan. Bring your other men. Do it cleanly, like it’s an accident. No intention behind it!” Vanessa Tobias said, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Glass crunched underfoot as she hurried through the kitchen area, heading for the stairs. On the way there, she encountered Lois Wesley, rubbing her eyes and yawning. She wore a fuzzy white bathrobe that must have been overly warm, though she didn’t appear uncomfortable. “What’s going on?” Lois asked, her voice heavy with sleep. “Someone shot up the back of the house,” Vanessa told her as she ran for the stairs. “I’m going to check on Anita.”

a voice said behind her. Maya spun around, and her blood turned to ice. Vanessa stepped out of the shadows, a gun in her hand and a smile on her face. "Vanessa?" Maya's mind couldn't process what she was seeing. "What are you—how—" "Surprised?" Vanessa laughed, the sound cold and cruel. "You shouldn't be. Did you really think Ethan would choose you over me? Did you really think you could destroy him without consequences?" Maya's thoughts raced. In her previous life, Vanessa had seduced Ethan months from now. But here, in this timeline, Vanessa was already involved. Already working with him.

Maya asked. Vanessa smiled, and it was the smile of someone who'd already won. "Then I start making calls. To the sheriff. To your ex. To everyone in this town who thinks you're some kind of survivor story instead of what you really are—a woman with blood on her hands and secrets in her past. How long do you think Ethan will stand by you when he realizes you're just as damaged as I am?" The lighthouse beam swept across them again, and in its light, Maya saw the truth: Vanessa wasn't bluffing. She had the ammunition to destroy everything Maya had rebuilt. And she was desperate enough to use it.

she said coldly, “I’ll let you take the fall for everything he’s done. Every missing person, lost business. Every illegal shipment. Every bruise and broken bone. You’ll be the face of it all. But if you play nice—if you let us finish this—you’ll look like a man who helped put down a monster. Well, I can't work miracles. At most you'll be a man who… who was a man.” She stepped closer to him, voice firm. “So you decide, Sheriff. Right now. Are you going to be smart, or are you going to be the man I blame on national television?” The silence that followed was thick enough to choke on. I looked at her—really looked at her—and damn if I didn’t feel a little in awe. Vanessa wasn’t yelling. She was