Bruce X Vance Novels & Stories

After being reminded of when his head was smashed open by beer bottles, and his bodyguard was sent flying by a single slap… Vance trembled before furiously screaming at Jace, “Get over here, Jace! Apologize to Sir York right now!” “Right now!” The young masters who came could not help but gasp. The beautiful women covered their mouths, trying their best not to scream. All of them knew who Vance was. That man feared absolutely nothing. He was a tough CEO to go against, and yet he acted humbly in front of Harvey. How could they not be shocked? How could they not be afraid? More importantly, Vance was Jace’s cousin. He was Jace’s trump card against Harvey. In everyone’s minds, not only would Ha

Vance gave her his home address and entrusted everything to Kimberly. ***

I ask. Bruce looks at Umbra, and I know the look he is giving her. He wants to tell me the truth. "Dr. Braum is a vampire. He lives in your world and is a very accomplished research physician," Umbra says. I look at Bruce. "So what are you, the vampire assistant?" I ask him. "I guess so are you," Bruce says. True, I guess we both are vampire assistants, but I did not know. "Can you help me with my family history?" I ask Umbra.

I wanted to tell him to stop talking and rest his brain, but I knew his expression whenever he was plotting a plan with his calculative moves. "I am not in the city," Xavier said into the phone as his blood raged in fury and it hurt his head, but he did not stop. "I am in a small clinic three hours north, but I have the banking codes for the Vance accounts. If you give me the data on her father’s bribery, I can lock his credit lines by Tuesday and we will split the harbor shares after he falls." He said. A loud laugh came through the small phone speaker as Rex Vance, who was Xavier’s cousin who had spent years trying to take Xavier’s position at the company, spoke.

The last thing she needed was for it to slip in front of Richard. “Didn’t you see the rainstorm outside?” she added, rolling her eyes as she brushed past him toward Bruce, who now looked like a frightened mouse. “Oh, Mrs. Williams, welcome back. Your husband and I were just coming to get you,” Bruce said, his voice tight, trying his best not to look terrified. He also tried not to think about how she had threatened him with his job if he had not agreed to delay her husband by any means necessary. “Doctor Bruce, I’m glad you’ve met my husband.” Vanessa’s eyes trailed over the flimsy but cute doctor before returning to Richard.

VANCE'S POV I drank it. I calmed myself down and kept it from blowing while listening to what Steven was saying. "Vance and I were schoolmates in high school-" "Enough," Braxton groaned. "we don't care." But Steven continued, "I'm sure Vance doesn't remember me anymore but I can't forget him. Vance is known to-" Steven's words were cut short when Braxton approached him and grabbed him by the collar, "I said shut your fucking mouth!"

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

“It could be what you need. Get out of the territory and clear your mind.” Vance glared at me and scratched his left eyebrow, and pushed out an irritated breath. At least today he wasn’t attempting to murder everyone that came across his path. It was only me on his death list for amicably hugging Sianna. “Come on buddy. It’ll be just like old times.” I encouraged. Although the warriors would be on edge to have a brooding Alpha King around them. “Get off my damn case.” Vance grabbed a pen from the glossy white ceramic holder that featured wrap-around printed white roses with green leaves. Ignoring us, he clicked the pen with his thumb and returned to signing the orders and affixing his royal

“That was Victor, Victor Vance.” "Vance?" Marcus asked, glancing at me in the rearview mirror. "As in the primary donor for the arts wing? The guy who owns half the security firms in the district?" Marcus asked, clearly he wasn't really paying attention to the introduction at the beginning of the ball. “Yes Marcus, that Vance but he’s more than a donor, Marcus," I whispered.

"But you still don't know why it was created." "To understand Genesis..." "...you have to meet the first Vance." --- The Memory Engine above them came alive. Gears rotated. Brass cylinders clicked into place. Across the curved wall opposite the pedestal, a hidden white screen descended from the ceiling. An antique projector hummed. A black-and-white photograph slowly appeared. A stern-looking man in a three-piece suit stood beside a sprawling country estate. The caption beneath the image read: EDWARD VANCE Founder – Vance Industries 1913 Julian frowned.