Michael X Vanny Novels & Stories

Ivan was confused and looked suspiciously at Xander. Xander simply turned to Michael and asked, “So... what’s the next step of your plan? Are you going to wait for a week or...” Michael pursed his lips. “Tell me all the details.” Without hesitation, Xander explained the process of Michael’s recovery to him. After a moment of contemplative silence, he looked at Ivanka. He then asked her softly, “What do you think?”

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

He had always had a crush on her from the first day she came to work in their company but was bidding his time for the right moment to confess his feelings to her. She always thought it mysterious how Vinca disappeared. "I am sure there must be foul play somewhere", she said turning to look at Mike "Why don't we go visit her parents after work? Maybe they have heard from her" Mike knew how much Shirley hurt over her best friend's disappearance. She had been unsettled ever since that broadcast. She was one person who never liked Damont from the first time she met him. She had tried to tell her friend that Damont gave her very negative vibes, but Vinca brushed off her friend's intuition, termi

He walked around shaking hands with Vane Industries people laughing loudly and taking credit for things he didn't do. I watched him from afar without him noticing me. Mike said to the Vane Industries people around him "I am telling you Alex Vane is lucky to have me. If it was not for me the MacTech deal would have been a disaster for Vane Industries." Jason Xander stood next to him nodding his head and playing along. His eyes were sharp. He was paying attention to what Mike was saying about Vane Industries. It was annoying to see Mike being so arrogant and dishonest about me and Vane Industries.

He had honed the skill of navigating Michael's inquiries with finesse, answering with concise information that didn't invite further probing. "Xavier," Michael's voice held a note of warning, "are you certain there's nothing you missed?" Xavier met Michael's gaze with a steady resolve. "Absolutely, sir. I made sure to cover all angles." Satisfied, Michael nodded and turned his attention back to his work. Xavier exhaled a silent breath of relief, his inner strategy proving effective. He knew that the less he revealed about his whereabouts, the less he would be subjected to Michael's relentless scrutiny. After their brief exchange, Xavier excused himself and retreated to a quiet corner of the

His eyes, dim and lifeless, stared blankly ahead, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth. Xavier stood in front of him with Anna by his side, her beauty striking in a short gown. "Hello, big brother," Xavier said coldly, his voice laced with disdain. Michael tried to speak, but only choked sounds came out, tears streaming silently down his face. "I knew you were crazy," Xavier continued, glaring down at him, "but I never thought it would come to murder." He spat the words, his disgust evident. Michael’s lips trembled as if trying to form words.

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But instead, I was greeted by a slight nod of acknowledgement, as well as a wry grin. “It’s nice to see you hale and hearty, Layla,” he muttered. I blinked. “T–Thank you,” I responded after a moment, and Michael’s smile widened. His lips parted as he prepared to say something else, but then the sound of a low groan coming through the open doors of the minivan stopped him cold, and as one we all turned to Xavier, who winced as he came awake before sitting up and blinking blearily at all of us.

There were no pictures on the walls of polished marble and dark wood. Evelyn Vance, the lead partner sat across from us. She was a woman in her fifties with a grey hair. She wore a suit that probably cost more than my car. She didn't smile. She just watched us with eyes. "I have the file on Michael Vale, " Evelyn said, tapping her tablet. "I know who he is. He plays dirty. He destroys lives."

Michael just witness me daydreaming about his god-like body. "Um, I heard from Lincoln that you just captured a Raven," I said to Michael trying to divert our conversation. Michael stopped walking and looked at me with a sly smirk on his lips as if he's proud that he captured a Raven. "Yeah, he's in the cellar right now. I'll deal with him tomorrow." Michael responded to me and I just nodded as I watched him wearing the white boxer briefs and then he walked over to me and sat on the bed, wiping his hair with the towel.