Gregory X Vanessa

Felice Chiara Farfala (28) Leader tim desain fashion yang memengang brand Luxury yang sangat terkenal yaitu Lauré yang merupakan Brand Luxury di bawah naungan perusahaan The Premiére. Felice merupakan wanita tangguh, tenang, ambisius dan realistis. Felice merasa bahwa laki-laki hanyalah sesuatu hal yang merangsangnya untuk memberikan ketegangan dan kepuasan sesaat. Dia tidak pernah menganggap penting terkait perasaaannya terhadap pria dan dia hampir tidak pernah memberikan segalanya tentang perasaan itu dengan serius. Namun, suatu hari ketika dia sedang berada dalam sebuah acara pesta pembukaan Fashion Week. Felice bertemu dengan seorang pria yang biasa di panggil Mr. X. Pria itu adalah seorang Fotografer yang biasa diajak kerja sama oleh Brand-Brand Luxury. Saat sedang berpesta Felice dan Mr. X terlalu mabuk sehingga mereka berakhir di dalam sebuah kamar Hotel. Mereka terlibat dalam cinta semalam tanpa saling mengenal satu sama lain. Keesokan paginya, Felice terbangun dengan kondisi yang tenang dan segera kembali menjalankan aktifitasnya seperti biasa. Mr. X berusaha untuk mengajak Felice berkenalan tapi Felice tidak mau menyebutkan namanya pada pria cinta semalamnya itu. Karena bagi Felice dia tidak akan terlibat lebih jauh pada hubungan ini. Setelah ditinggalkan oleh Felice, Mr. X masih terngiang-ngiang dengan kejadian semalam. Dia masih tidak bisa melupakan wanita itu. Suara dan kecantikan tubuhnya masih teringat jelas di benaknya. Mr. X akan terus berusaha mencari wanita itu meskipun ia tidak tahu namanya. Setelah beberapa jam berlalu, Felice terpaksa harus menggantikan Arina untuk melakukan kencan buta. Pria yang menjadi pasangan kencan butanya adalah Mr. X. Bagaimana tanggapan Felice dan Mr. X saat kembali bertemu? Apakah mereka akan saling mengenal?

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship aspirant , Christopher Wesley is dead ; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. Could it be spite? Maybe the money? Or maybe she just got tired of him delaying their divorce? He's determined to find out and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for her…..

Vanessa Diamond wasn't what anyone wanted, her brash personality and tomboyish ways turned everyone against her, even her family. Knowing she wasn't wanted Vanessa left home, and moved to the bustling city of New York. She had hoped it would be a place where her dreams would finally come true, but its not always that easy. Forced to work in a gentlemen's club she begins to fit in somewhere...perhaps this is where she was meant to be. But after one 'lucky' night with the Mafia's boss Christiano her life is turned upside down again... But she's ready for the challenge.

as soon as I stepped out of the villa, it felt like I’d walked straight into a nightmare. Hector, the man I’d missed so much, was surrounded by soldiers, passionately kissing some woman I’d never seen before. The cheers and whistles around them felt like knives stabbing into my heart. I froze, my happiness turning into icy disappointment and rage. I forced myself to walk closer, even though every step felt like I was wading through quicksand. As more people noticed me, the noise died down, like someone had hit the mute button. Hector and his mystery woman were still in their own world until they finally sensed the eerie silence and pulled apart. When Hector’s eyes met mine, panic flashed across his face, but he quickly masked it. Holding the woman’s hand, he approached me. “Elena, this is Vanessa, she’s—” Before he could finish, Vanessa flashed a confident smile and offered her hand to me. “Hi, I’m Vanessa, Hector’s partner. We fell in love on the battlefield.”

"You're impossible." She whispered staring up into his dark brown eyes."Maybe... but your mine and I don't share with anyone."****Vanessa has been accepted to the exclusive Bedlam Academy of the elite in an attempt to escape her fearful past and psychotic stepbrother. Little does she know she found her way out of the pan and into the fire when she meets Nash, resident Bedlam graduate and part of the Bedlam Knights. Will Nash be enough to save Vanessa from her past, or will her past catch up to her unexpectedly? Bloodstained Promises is created by Lillith Carrie, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Failed writer Ivana Prute signs a contract to be Billionaire and s*x addict Kyl's mistress and to write his memior, she is desperate for the paycheck but unprepared for the man; controlling and possessive CEO

"I want a divorce," I spat, sharply interrupting him. __ Lucille ran out of the church, right after saying her vows to her third husband, Brandon. What happened? She had a new life and she didn't want to be with the man who hurt her in her past life. She was married to three men but all three ended up betraying her with a friend she knew for 20 years. Vanessa was the bane of Lucille’s existence and aimed to take away everything that Lucille had. But Lucille had a new life, will she find out why Vanessa hated her so much? Will she be able to forgive her ex-husbands when the truth is revealed? Or will she forgive just one, who proves himself worthy?

(COMPLETED) Kaylee Blaine changed schools when her family moved to a totally new neighbourhood. Kaylee thought her new school was no different from her old school, until she realized this new school had Kavinsky Mark. For Kaylee, it was love at first glance, and she had gone so deep into it till the point of no return, when she suddenly realized she was just a side chick: Mark had a girlfriend. Vanessa was a mean and beautiful bully, to top it all off, she was filthy rich. Would Vanessa forgive Kaylee for getting too close to her boyfriend? Why would Mark toy with Kaylee, when he knew he was committed to someone else? Is Kaylee ready to lose Mark to the meanie? Who could be blamed for this mess? ***

"Ms. A paano ba patindigin ang balahibo ng babae? Anong dapat kong gawin?" "Search mo" sagot ko "Ms. A paano ba simulan ang s*x?" "Hulaan mo" sagot ko "Ms. A paano mag f*nger? Yung mapapapikit sa sarap yung babae?" "Ip*sok mo buong kamay mo" sagot ko "Ms. A ito na ang final performance ko" "Ede maganda" "Miss A! Miss A!" Mahal na ata kita Kylus, pero nakatali ka na sa ibang babae kaya wala akong magagawa. Isa lang naman akong s e x t u t o r para sayo

On my 50th wedding anniversary, I took my worn, crumbling marriage certificate to City Hall to renew it. The clerk glanced at it—and froze. “This certificate is fake. Our records show you’ve never been married.” I stared. “Impossible. I’ve been married to Damien Slater for fifty years.” The clerk pulled up his file. “Well…Yes, Mr. Slater is married—but his wife’s name is Vanessa Grant.” Vanessa. His widowed sister-in-law. A military doctor who’d spent decades living among the troops. My hands shook as I returned home and confronted Damien. He didn’t even try to deny it. “I’ve treated you well all these years. Isn’t that enough? Vanessa is my true love. I only ever wanted her—our children, our life.” My son counseled me and said, “To spare your feelings, my parents kept it a secret their whole lives. You’re getting old now. What more do you want?” Only then did I learn the truth. The child I had raised with my own hands was never mine by blood. Decades ago, Vanessa and I gave birth on the same day. To ensure her child would grow up with intellect, privilege, and a future that I could provide, Damien switched our children. My own son? Damien drowned him in the pond the moment he drew breath. And I—fool that I was—raised Vanessa’s boy as my own. I even got him all the way to Claremont University. The truth broke me, and I collapsed. When I opened my eyes again—I was back. Back to the day I went into labor.