Romans & histoires Vance X Bruce

Vance was a violent person to begin with. After Philip provoked him, he was very angry and ordered his people to destroy the store. Philip was amused. “Drive them away.” Philip waved casually. Granite and the others stood in front of Philip. As attendants, they had the duty and obligation to protect the safety of the store. Vance and his men laughed at Granite, thinking that he was overestimating himself. “I can tell at a glance that you’re no match for my people. Based on your stance, you’re probably a hunter.”

VANCE'S POV I drank it. I calmed myself down and kept it from blowing while listening to what Steven was saying. "Vance and I were schoolmates in high school-" "Enough," Braxton groaned. "we don't care." But Steven continued, "I'm sure Vance doesn't remember me anymore but I can't forget him. Vance is known to-" Steven's words were cut short when Braxton approached him and grabbed him by the collar, "I said shut your fucking mouth!"

“The guy I smoked in the final heat. He doesn’t lose. Ever.” Vance walked forward slow, boots crunching gravel. His crew fanned out behind him. “You two think you can roll into my race, take my money, and ride off like nothing?” Vance’s voice carried easy, almost amused. “No one beats me.” I stepped in front of Declan half a pace. “Looks like someone just did.” Vance smiled, not friendly. “That’s why I’m here. I want your heads. Both of them.” The guy with the shotgun racked it loud enough to echo off the trees.

Or even try to use it against us during the alliance meeting and say we broke the rules. Vanessa said she had a plan, but she hasn't mentioned it yet… I can't help but think how she intended to convince the alliance that Declan was the one behind the second attack. Different thoughts invade my mind all at once, and I was forced to sit back. Bruce filled up an empty glass and handed it to me. "This is what you need," he joked. I took the drink from him and we drank quietly. "You vowed that you would never fall in love again, yet, it seemed you had already fallen for Vanessa." Bruce sipped from his glass as he spoke.

Before long, Bruce appeared at the door, dressed in a sharp suit. He knocked, and Jessie, face alight with anticipation, opened the door. Her expression immediately faltered when she saw him. "Bruce? Where's Alexander?" Bruce's eyes lingered on her, clearly admiring her appearance. "Jessie, Mr. Vander said he'd be a little late. Worried you might get anxious, he asked me to bring you the coffee you like." He handed her the cup. Without hesitation, she took a sip.

Vance’s expression didn’t change, but I saw his jaw tighten, just a little. He was listening. I could tell he understood what that meant. He didn’t need me to spell it out. He knew what our father was capable of. Vance’s father, Bernard, had worked for ours for as long as I could remember. And Vance? Well, he knew better than anyone what was at stake here. He didn’t need me to go into details, but I would anyway.

"Are you out of your mind? She could have looked back at any second! We could have been completely busted!" ​Vance didn't flinch. He just took a slow step closer, a dark, arrogant smirk spreading across his face. ​"But we weren't," he pointed out smoothly. ​"That's not the point!" I shot back, my chest heaving. "You took a massive risk just to prove a point. It's sick." ​Vance stepped right into my space, boxing me in against the rough bark of the tree. He reached out, his thumb dragging aggressively across my bottom lip.

Everyone was and finally facing the next chapter of your life but none of them, was actually doing it alone. They had people, they had friends. And they had friends that turned family. Alas, that was all it was about from the very first day. The Vamps— ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

I f the stories mom and dad had When I arrived, Brannon picked me up from the park. He told me all about his plans and he sounded really excited. I asked him if he was really ready for marriage and he told me he was. I wasn’t really sure but if he was excited about it, then the least I could do was be supportive. When we reached the hotel, I didn’t have to check in because he had already booked rooms and paid for all of his guest and he checked in for me. When he showed me the room and I dropped my bag, we went to the beach to meet the rest of the crew. There were three other guys and five girls. He introduced the guys as Carlos, Devon and Liam. Then for the girls, there was Xaveria his girl

My mind raced back to the dream — the flawed crest, the metalwork slightly wrong in a way I'd somehow known even in sleep, the shadowed figure moving through smoke, the voice that had broken something open inside me the moment I recognized it. "Forgive me, brother." "My uncle," I whispered, the words tasting like poison on my tongue, my whole body going cold. "Ricardo. He raised me. He trained me. He's the reason I came here at all, convinced the Lycan King murdered my family—"