Fnaf Vanessa X Gregory Novels & Stories

If you do not come to me as I have instructed, then you might not make it to the next morning… not with complete body parts anyways. I want to see you, my little muse. I want to touch you. Come to me or die. X.” I drop the letter on my lap. “Really, Vanessa, if I were Halloway, I’d probably pack up my stuff and run to Antarctica.” Vanessa flips her hair over one shoulder and shrugs. “She should. The little bitch really should.” “Do you think the guys are ready?” She picks up her phone. “Let’s find out, shall we?“

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!”

Draven’s voice was low, smooth, but the underlying tension was undeniable. Kael glanced at Vanessa, then stood up. "I’ll leave you two to talk." Vanessa didn’t move as Kael exited, his heavy footsteps fading down the corridor. Draven’s gaze remained fixed on her, as though he could see straight through to her soul. "Are you all right?" he asked, his voice softening. Vanessa swallowed the lump in her throat. "I should be asking you that." He stepped closer, the heat from his body radiating through the air. She didn’t back away. Instead, she met his gaze, feeling that strange, undeniable pull between them.

“I am here because I heard that you’re doing a charity for a children’s hospital. And wow. To donate money and to host a fashion show? That’s really kind of you.” “Thanks.” Xander frowns and starts to take a step away from her when she starts to move closer to him. He is clearly not pleased to see her. “But this fashion show is because of Felisha. She managed it. I just helped her out a bit.” Vanessa turns her attention to me. “Oh, you.” Her friendly smile begins to waver, as if she is not even pleased to see me. “You’re his friend, right?” The fact that she asks the question right away gives me the feeling that she is interested in Xander. It’s not a secret that her career is not going so w

“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.”

Vanessa picked up the wine glass and took a sip again before returning it back on the table. “Of course you know what I mean, Vanessa” this time he leaned forward, “what are your plans on making sure Nathan and Bianca do not get back together?” “I have a lot of them but killing her is on the top of the list” a mocking smirk appeared on her face, “what do you think?” “You will do no such thing” Xavier hissed, “if you want me to work with you then you have to scrap out hurting Bianca in any way” “That depends on how you want to help me Xavier. What exactly is your plan?”