Jeanne Vnc Novels & Stories

I was Nerissa Colette Vane, acting CEO of Vane Holdings, and tonight, I was stepping back onto the battlefield. "Mom, are we heading to the party yet?" As I spun around, the chill in my eyes disappeared in an instant. That's when I saw them - my adorable five-year-old twins, Nicole and Nicholas, tumbling into the room through the connecting door of our suite. Nicole looked like a little doll, already dressed to perfection in her navy blue dress, and clutching a big book all about marine biology. Meanwhile, Nicholas was struggling to untie his tiny silk bowtie, his little face scrunched up in concentration.

Me: Be careful, Nina. I closed the thread of our conversation and replied to the messages. Most of them just say hello or the others ask if I'm free for a hangout. A chat suddenly pops up on the screen. Terrence Ching: Hi Mrs. Vanna! I tried to remember if I knew Terrence but I couldn't remember anything. Me: Hi! Have we met before? I went to his profile to check his timeline but he rarely posts photos. Terrence Ching: The intern at La Vaignia.

Was this what Madame Delance was warning me about? “Delance said they will handle it internally,” Marcelle murmured. “That it’s all about ‘narrative control.’ She even told the person who took the picture that he was being watched.” What picture? “Classic Delance,” Jolene replied. “She’s not going to let this affect VFS. Not with the showcase coming. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to be Grace right now.” There was a pause. “They have the same eyes,” Jolene offered. “Dead inside.”

Her fingers actually froze when she found out that the blogger snuck more than she thought. [Actually, you don’t have to guess anymore. We all saw the rejuvenated beauty of the blonde and breathtaking Mrs. Pearce. Right on the display screens along the high street, on the website of VNVS.] “…oh, my God…” Andrea took a deep breath as she saw her segment in the article. She was introduced as the owner of the rising jewelry company VNVS and a watch enthusiast that had studied Monarch from aesthetics to production. It was indeed mentioned that she was a model, but they didn’t dive into that too much. Even if the information about her was limited, it tackled Andrea Archer as a businesswoman.

I asked. "Oh it has everything to do with you, just turn on the television to TVC and please tell me what I'm seeing right now is a joke!" She ranted. "Okay, okay," I responded Turning on the television, I switched to TVC. I wasn't prepared for what I saw. I was thunderstruck to my bone marrows.

A silence occurred then after a moment, Von slowly let go from hugging her and placed his hands on her arms, looking straight at her eyes. Von questioned her, "Is it... Kai?" He gulped, "Are you sure?" He slowly tilted his head downwards as he gazes at her sparkling eyes. Jane responded by nodding. "How can you say so?" Von glared at her to say that he is serious. "I'll tell you inside the Kingdom of Slenia," She answered briefly. End of Flashback... After they arrived at the certain street, Jane faced her palm in a tall wall then a video projected on its surface. Also, Von's eyes widened as he watched throughout the video. He still can't believe what he had discovered.

Janna’s voice was composed and firm. “I don’t believe it. I want her to tell me that in my face.” Vincent tried to shove Janna out of the way. Janna held her ground. “The Mancini heiress must exercise absolute rationality to discard all emotional distractions. You, along with those seven years, are nothing more than a case study she must assess and overcome, and she has passed.” With a rug pulled out from under him, Vincent stumbled back, his face discoloring under the moonlight.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

Jane just nodded tightly and slipped back out, already barking orders into her headset. --- Moments later, hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway, stopping just outside the door before it swung open. Gianna came in first, her face pale, eyes wide and glistening. She froze at the sight of Venus on the bed, her hand flying to her mouth. Sabine followed closely, visibly shaken but trying to keep it together. “Oh my God…” Gianna whispered, stumbling forward until she reached the other side of the bed. Her hands trembled as she reached for Venus’s arm but stopped short, like she was afraid to hurt her. “She looks…” Her voice broke. “She looks so small.”

I said and without hesitating I walked out of the house. A brief introduction, I'm Jeanne Thalcobs, 19 year old though I'm gonna be 20 soon. Tomorrow's my birthday. I'm very skilled in combat and then singing. I have a lovely voice. By the way, people address me as rude, proud and worse a spoilt brat but I care less. I know I'm not. And since tomorrow's my birthday, Dad has a big gift planned for me and I can't wait to see it. Soon, I was in my school. On the way to my class, I bumped into one of my friends( not friends though) we were more like an acquaintance. Her name is Jenner.