Vanessa Bulls Today Novels & Stories

“I know you've got your eyes on big things, but the Alpha’s mate, seriously?” "What, isn't that what we're here for?" The woman, Vanessa lifted her chin proudly as she spoke. “Come to think of it, if the Alpha pays this much for just one night, imagine what his Luna would receive.” “And you think you’ll succeed where everyone else failed?” Vanessa shrugged elegantly. “Who knows?” She flipped her hair, clearly confident, and from the way she acted and everything, you'd know she was a proud bitch. “And you, Blonde? Don’t you have any plans with the Alpha?”

She grinned and pursed her lips. "But that was mostly because Oliver Russell had appeared at that event. We all know that Oliver just got married recently, but I don't believe that crap at all!" Vanessa started. "I believe it is all an act so that he could save his plummeting stocks," she continued. One of the followers commented. "This again? This bitch is TOTS obsessed, LOL." Another comment read. "Why am I even still watching this?" "Say what you want, but you know that is the truth," Vanessa said on her live feed. She saw that the number of people watching was dwindling, but she ignored it and looked at the comment.

It missed by miles, but nobody seemed to judge her. "Unlucky," Jayce said and slapped her on the ass as she straightened up. After Jenna made her shot and missed, the girls excused themselves to the bathroom. They crossed the wooden flooring, weaving around the other groups of players before finding the patent black door marked 'toilet.' "So what do you think?" Lexi asked once the door closed behind them, blocking out most of the noise. Just the low hum of the bass remained. "He's awesome," Jenna beamed. "Hot, too. You’re a lucky girl."

Vanessa finished calmly. “The video being released tonight doesn’t show the full story.” “But this is the truth.” “I chose that contract.” “And later… I chose him.” Alexander’s eyes softened. Vanessa looked directly into the camera. “So whoever is trying to twist our story… you won’t succeed.” She ended the livestream. The room fell silent. Collins stared at the screen. “That was… incredible.” Alexander exhaled slowly. Vanessa suddenly laughed nervously. “Did I just talk to a million people?”

”Well,you look very happy so let’s see,have you finally gotten yourself a boyfriend now? She shook her head. “Then what?” “That bitch resigned today!“ “Vanessa?”I asked. “Which other bitch do you know?Of course it’s her.We heard that she has been hospitalized for a few days now.And she resigned today so she could go focus on her treatment in Washington.And that’s also good news for you too.She won’t bother you or Declan ever again.” I didn’t want to be happy for nothing so I asked. “How do you know about this?”

Luciano came up, black shirt, mansion man in small room, head touched ceiling. "This room made queen," he whispered, kissed belly in small room where Bronx queen born. Downstairs, Vanessa's white SUV arrived at 1 PM. Same white Tesla energy as Willow white Tesla at 100 meters. Vanessa in green dress. Green cover dress. Editor green cover. She brought blue balloons. Five blue balloons floating, one deflated on floor. Same as Long blue copy. "Isabella! Bronx clinic opening for real women! Not chubby queen lie!" She shouted for T****k.

"This is real. When there are no cameras. No lawyers. No board members. Just us in a room trying to remember why we wrote a contract that's destroying us." "Gabriel—" The door bursts open. We spring apart like teenagers caught by parents, putting three feet of distance between us in a heartbeat. Vanessa enters, riding a wave of manic energy, followed by two production assistants with phones out, filming. She’s holding a bottle of champagne like a trophy. "THAT was MAGNIFICENT!" She is practically glowing, vibrating with the high of a spin well spun. "Social media is exploding. #IslaDefendsSection19 is trending. Antonio Castellano just called me personally to say the deal is back on track."

She shouted in excitement when she finally saw the face behind that long hair. "Ashleigh, where are your sisters?" Estella asked her with a smile. "We are here." Ivory said, they turned around to see the people who's coming towards them. "How is it?" "Over, we defeated them. Of course." Vanessa said proudly. "Probably, you won't be the heiress if you are weak." Estella replied. "Enough. We still need to do something here. Percentage of damage?" Andrius asked. "3%" Ivory said.

"She'll testify. She'll send him to prison." "Let her try," Aurora said. She hung up. She was terrified. Her hands were shaking. She had just gambled Liam’s life on a bluff. But she knew one thing. Vanessa was a bully. And bullies didn't fight fair. They fought in the dark. Aurora was going to turn on the lights. She called Elias. "Elias," she said. "Get the legal team. The real one. And get the PR team. We're going on the offensive."

Vanessa blocked our way, cooing into the phone, "Babe, some guy named Chris Lopez says I bullied his sister and wants to kill me. Come save me!" Clarence's voice crackled through. "Who has got the guts to mess with you? Where are you?" "At the bridal shop you opened for me," Vanessa replied, her eyes gleaming with malice. "He says he'll make the Thompsons pay." Clarence paused. "Who? Chris Lopez?" "Yes." Vanessa raised her chin. "He is with Kimberly, and he says..." "No way!" Clarence's voice spiked with disbelief. "You fought with Chris? You sure it's him?"