Fnaf Gregory X Vanessa Novels & Stories

"I've been calling your name but you weren't responding." "Huh? Oh," she muttered absentmindedly. Jake regarded her worriedly. "Are you okay? Van is something wrong you've been quiet throughout the ride home, are you mad at me or something?" "Of course not." Van sighed. "I'm simply bewildered at the fact that Greg could do what he did to Lucy, I mean marrying her for revenge for something that's not even her fault at all." Jake furrowed his brows in confusion. " Who are Greg and Lucy? "

“You bled silver under the moon. You healed a mortal child with your tears. Do you even understand what that means?” I tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened slightly. “Let me go.” He did, instantly. I stumbled back, gasping. His expression didn’t change, but his aura flared, dragon heat and wolf dominance woven together. “Tell me your name.” “Vanessa.” “Vanessa,” he repeated slowly, tasting it like a secret. “You’re not from any of the four kingdoms, are you?” “Four?” He gave a slow nod. “The Silverclaw in the East, the Nightbane in the West, the Moonveil in the North… and my kingdom, Blackflame, to the South.”

Frank leered at Greg in disdain. "Who do you think you are, telling me to leave?" Gina snorted pompously. "Don't think you get to strut just because you are Vicky Turnbull's manwhore! Greg is Timmy Yates' business partner—even Vicky Turnbull would have to show him respect!" "It's really nothing." Greg waved her off humbly before turning back to Frank. "Gina doesn't want to see you, so know your place and leave, or I'll make you."

If not for the rope tying her all over, for sure she would pounce on Gregory and Gustav, side effect of the chloroform that acted as anesthesia. ‌ “Vanya,” Greg walked closer, his expression serious. “I would only say this once for you, everything you know about me and Gustav, everything you heard, everything you saw, absolutely everything, must never reach Kevin’s knowledge.” ‌ “Yeah? And what do I get out of it?” replied Vanya in an intoxicated tone, like a teenager who just downed her very first bottle of bourbon. “Money? Fame? Nah fam, I’m good where I’m at, and ain’t nothing you have can move me from what I stand for, hick!”

"Associating a frasority with our organization is a very wise move. They will provide us with new doctors, lawyers, businessmen and businesswomen. The SSA connection will be strengthened and expanded." "Yeah, but that doesn't change the fact that you will use my cousin for your personal reasons," Primus added. "Kara is aware of my plan. Have you forgotten about it? She is my best friend. Karen Rae dela Vega is the only person who knows more about my plans," Wregan defended. "Best friend slush first love slush first heartbreak." Gregory's remark aroused a round of raucous laughter from everyone. Luca was just staring intently at Wregan's face. He couldn't stop thinking.

“Go on.” Gregory hesitated, then finally confessed. “Vanessa used to talk about a backup plan—a way to secure her future if everything fell apart. She mentioned having something that could ruin you and Michael permanently. I didn’t think she’d actually go through with it, but now I’m not so sure.” Clara’s mind raced. Vanessa’s schemes seemed endless, but this revelation hinted at something even more dangerous. “Did she say what this backup plan was?” Clara pressed. Gregory shook his head. “No, but she always kept a safety deposit box in her name. She was paranoid about it, never letting me near it.”

Chapter Seventy-Two: Beneath the Surface Vanessa tapped her long, polished nails on the wooden table of the quaint café she'd chosen for her meeting with Clara. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filtered through the air, mingling with the soft hum of murmurs around her. Clara was already running five minutes behind, but Vanessa wasn't bothered. It gave her time to strategize. This wasn’t just a casual catch-up—it was a carefully crafted move to uncover the truth about Noah and Stephanie.

Faiga smiles. Right..... “Well, my name's Vanessa, which you are well aware of. I'm twenty-five years old, and I live with my best friend, Chrissy. So, yeah.” That’s about all I'm willing to share for now. “Right, that’s pretty straightforward.” He says as he clears his throat. “If you don’t mind me asking, where does the name Faiga Sanele come from?” I ask, doing my best at trying to pronounce his name right.

As he spoke, he stood up, not even bothering to finish his meal before instructing Cyrus to get the car ready. In an instant, only Xander and Anathea remained at the dinner table. Anathea had thought Xander would follow Gregory to see Natalie as well. But to her surprise, he stayed in his seat, remaining silent even as Gregory left in the car. Now dwelling on it, she finished her meal until she was about 70% full before heading upstairs. Fiona's surgery had already been scheduled for the week after next. After that, her divorce papers with Gregory would be finalized.

Gregor was controlling her buttons. I needed answers. Over lunch, I ducked out into a quiet hallway to catch up with Elaine, who had promised more on Nexus Ventures. “Nexus is financing Gregor’s work,” she said in a low voice, looking around. “It’s business off the books, and massive. Somebody’s sponsoring him, someone with a personal interest.” “Who?” I asked, my voice low and barely above a whisper. “I don’t know yet,” she said. “But they are close to you, perhaps closer than you know. Trust no one.” Her stilled. When she left, I slid down the wall, heart hammering in my ears.