Never Too Far Vanessa K Novels & Stories

My car drove further and further away until his figure was swallowed by the night. "Damn it! Camilla!" Adrian threw his car door open and, ignoring Zoe's startled cry, charged after the car I had been in. But it had already vanished into the stream of traffic, leaving no trace behind. He couldn't even catch the faintest hint of my unique lily-of-the-valley scent. "Adrian, what's wrong?" Zoe grabbed his sleeve. "Did something happen?" "It's nothing. Let's go." He forced himself to calm down and got back into the car.

--- During lunch, I quietly observed her. --- She barely touched her food. Checked her phone repeatedly. And glanced around as if expecting someone. --- Interesting. --- Very interesting. --- Then she suddenly stood. --- And left. --- Without hesitation, I followed. --- Carefully. --- Discreetly. --- Vanessa eventually reached a quiet section of campus near the athletic field. --- Then she stopped. --- A few moments later, another person arrived. --- A man. --- Young. Professional. Expensive suit. --- Not Victor Kane.

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—"

Not tonight. Vanessa materialized beside him in a silver gown that clung to her like it was afraid to let go. She looped her arm through his and pressed close enough that every photographer in the room would assume they were together, which was the point. They weren’t together. Not really. They existed in some undefined space between convenience and habit, and Damien had never bothered to define it because defining it would mean admitting that he’d let his ex-wife’s sister fill a space she had no business occupying. "Smile, babe," Vanessa murmured, her lips close to his ear. "Channel 4 is at two o’clock."

I tried to sneak closer and when I succeeded in sneaking closer, Cedric asked his people to leave and I thought this is my only chance. I went out of where I was hiding and ran towards Vanessa the moment I confirmed his followers are no longer nearby. But as I get closer to Vanessa the heavier my body feels, I couldn't run as fast the nearer I get and I feel like I'm out of breath. I wasn't hiding that far from them, it was only like thirty meters away, but when I ran closer it feels like they're a thousand meters away from me I couldn't reach her right away.

He’s good at it and I can’t just believe that I fell for it again and again. “You know you should tell me more about your life,” I blurted out of nowhere. Andreana who is driving her car laughed. “Nothing is special with me being a writer,” she answered. “I meant, your life with Vein,” I said, “How come you didn’t give her up? Even if he wanted you to kill her.”

“We didn't mean to leave her back there, she fell off the escape van” “She said we should have come back for her, but reaking her out of prison won't be easy anymore; they have tighter security,” Felix explained. “Of course they do” My fists clenched as I recalled. “Any news on Elizabeth?” “The Davenport girl? She died eight months ago” Vanessa wasn't lying? “I killed her?” I muttered. “Do you know where she's buried?” I looked up at Felix who nodded. “Good let's go” ******** ~~Vanessa~~

LADY BIANCA The cold morning air has a way of making me feel so good as I stood by the window, staring down at the courtyard. The sky was dull with clouds, mourning as if it, too, knew things were shifting inside this house. I watched as Tristan and that girl, Vanessa , stepped out of his office , side by side, heads low in quiet conversation. He brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. The kind of gesture no man makes unless he’s already surrendered his heart.

I said my words scanning her look, she was wearing A pink coat, pink gloves, and her blond hair was hurting my eyes, how more proves should you get to confirm Barbie's obsession more than her look? "Burn!!" Anthony yelled from distant but not so far from us, when she noticed how humiliated she was, she turned and left, without a word, Anthony walked towards me, offering me his hand as a high five. We laughed at what just happened for a bit but continued what we're doing. I was looking at the huge snowman we just made, it was huge!! "Nice job guys" I said but when I was about to turn to Anthony I couldn't find him, I turned to the rest of my friends, but there was no sight of them.