Gregory X Vanessa Novels & Stories

Xavier replied and ended the call while leaning back on his chair, he was so mad and how he wanted to hold Nathan by the neck and tell him to stay away from his woman. His door pushed open after a while and Vanessa sauntered into the room looking all gloomy. She was dressed in one of Avanti’s latest collections and she looked superb despite being angry. “Why are you here?” Xavier asked her immediately before she could even sit down, “I told you that we are not acquaintances” “Oh please” she dropped her birkin bag on the table and lowered herself on the chair in front of him, “I am not here because I enjoy seeing your face either” she further told him, “I am here because of what you told me”

Kova said with his hands in his jacket. "Well one good thing, we got the ticket," Vanessa said which made kova smile bright. "Hell yeah, harry potter theatre show, btw why were you smirking back at the beach?" Kova asked. when Vanessa remember it, she started to giggle, "Why are you giggling?" "Well remember that girl, Jonathan wants me to hook him up with?" Vanessa asked to which kova nodded, "She's into girls". Vanessa chucked a bit after remembering but she got no response from kova, so she looks to her left to see kova shocked face.

"Seth was arrested." "I heard," Tiffany replied, rolling her eyes. "He's being charged for fraud and blackmail. Apparently, he was also involved with the woman who jumped off the building." "Willow," I said. The three of them fell silent, leaving their hands suspended in midair. "That's right… Willow," Quinn murmured as she placed her hands on the table. "One of our seniors during our freshman year. I even attended her funeral." "Me too," Rosalie chimed in. "Her mother was crying her heart out."

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.” I laughed bitterly, anger making my voice shake. “Partner? You mean mistress, right?” Vanessa’s smile faltered. Hector glared at me, his voice low and warning. “Elena, don’t do this.” I met his gaze, my tone icy.

Gary and Lucas flanked me as we moved along the outer perimeter of the eastern ridge, knowing I was in no mood to chat but following me regardless. Gary finally broke the silence. “This isn’t just about Maya’s mood swings, is it?” I kept walking and didn’t respond. But Gary wasn’t the type to stop. “You think she’s the problem. But this guilt you’re choking on is not about her. It’s about Vanessa.” I stopped and turned to him. “What about Vanessa?” “What happens after you make Maya your Luna, when your bond to Vanessa keeps burning holes in your chest?” Lucas snorted. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Cyrus replied. Gregory's fingers halted on the page. His tone was unreadable as he asked, "Where is she sleeping?" "She's sleeping with Mr. Xander." With a sharp snap, Gregory slammed the book shut. The bandage on the back of his hand was stained red again as the movement tugged at his wound. Cyrus, seeing Gregory's icy expression, felt a chill run down his spine. "Mr. Sinclair—" Before Cyrus could say another word, Gregory threw off the covers, got out of bed, and stormed out of the room. He headed straight for Xander's.

I was gathering my things when I spotted him across the room, greeting someone who’d just walked in. Vanessa. She was still in her shoot outfit—something sparkly and silver—and her hair was curled in perfect waves. I remembered hearing she had done her session earlier in the day. Xavier walked toward her with that easy smile I hadn’t seen all afternoon, and my stomach twisted. “Congrats,” I heard him say as I slowly zipped my bag. “I heard you’re representing Liverpool for Miss England.” She laughed, brushing a hand over her hair. “Thanks! And you’ve got Manchester’s very own right here,” she said, nodding in my direction.

Vanessa’s tone turned serious as she fixed her gaze on the group. Craig contemplated this for a moment. Since they were now technically in a cooperative relationship with Vanessa, he decided to sell out his employer without hesitation. “I don’t know who it is; they didn’t say. But from the way she spoke, it sounds like she has a good relationship with Alden Vaughn. It’s likely she got in touch with us through that connection.” With this information, Vanessa felt she had a clearer picture. She turned back to Craig to confirm, “Is the person a young woman in her thirties?”

Nadia’s eyes seemed to widen for a moment as if she wasn’t expecting this before her glare narrowed at me and she stepped forward with a viper-like smile that let me know I had just become her biggest enemy. “My apologies. I suppose congratulations are in order?” Laughter escaped my throat that made them both stare at me as if I had grown a third head. I quickly recovered, pulling away from Trevor as I turned to her. “Don’t let him jump ahead of himself. I didn’t agree to any kind of union… and I don’t plan to.” “Vanessa,” he sneered, “why don’t you get in the car, my love? I think jet lag has gotten to you.”

He still answered to her frequency faster than he answered to mine. Vanessa stood in the frame. "You have some nerve," Mandy started, already rising off the couch, venom rising fast in her voice. "Barging in here like—" "I need Ronan," Vanessa said, cutting clean through her, not even bothering to look in Mandy's direction. "Outside. Now." Something tightened low in my stomach. What the hell is this about? "Excuse me," Mandy said, sharper now. "You don't just walk into a room and—"