Vanessa Carlysle Novels & Stories

he replied, heading out of the warehouse to his car, with Diana following. "Gabriella isn't an easy woman to catch, is she?" she snapped. "It won't be long until we have her," Wallace responded, starting the car as Diana gestured for him to take off. "Let's head back to the station, boys," she ordered, encapsulating the urgency of regrouping. Teca Company: A woman elegantly exited the elevator, clad in a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into black pants, complemented by a jacket and blue heels. Her brunette hair was impeccably styled in a short cut, radiating both professionalism and sophistication.

"And the answer is still NO! I have let you on your own for years already, now that I am back, I will never let you out of my sight! Especially that a threat is attached to you!" I almost wanted to slap her but I restrained myself from doing so. I am so sick of people calling me a "human" as if they aren't and looking down on me. First, Alicia, and now, his mother? Honestly? How many women do I have to fight off just to be with Cyrus Steele? "Celene, watch your words! Carmela is not a threat to me or to anyone, she is my woman!" I looked up at Cyrus who is now standing next to me as his arm snaked around my waist.

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

"We didn't get introduced the last time I saw you Jeremy..But it is lovely to see you again all the same." Vanessa caught my eye as she crossed the room. Not in the dress that she wore on stage,but wearing something different now. An off the shoulder lilac dress that sparkled,it had 3/4 sleeves and a ruched skirt with a slit up one leg. JESUS CHRIST..GIVE ME STRENGTH!!

Without a hint of hesitation and my face reflecting their dead hearts, I say. “I – Valerie Carson – the only heir to the Carson throne, challenge Valak Carson for his title!” The second those magical words pass my lips - all hell breaks loose. Not even the Gods can interfere now.

Arya was left speechless at Vanessa's direct tag at her, she knew something was up her sleeves and to think of it, how did she manage to do it? Kyle who was now going through the signed papers raised his head to her in utter disbelief, he still had doubts about the signed papers.. "How did you do it?" Vanessa smiled inwardly, at least he finally got to notice her and now was the right time for her to put in her best show... "Mr Wales is an old friend of my dad..so I had to meet up with him..but when he learnt the reason I was there..I was sent out of his company where I stood under the scorching heat for hours...

Vanessa was already on her way down the stairs, carrying Racheal on her hips. “I can go back upstairs so you guys could talk” That was what got my attention and made me turn to them. Vanessa was wearing a yellow tank top with a short and had her hair down. She looked so beautiful I could kiss her till tomorrow. I smiled at her and she blushed. “I want you to listen to this too, Vanessa. You’ll always be by his side, so I want you to listen” she nodded and sat down beside me while she placed Racheal on the floor in front of her and gave her some of her toys to keep her attention.

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

She argued. “Okay, Miss Vanessa. There's no way I'm going to force you into something you don't like. Even though I'll very much like this ship to sail. That's by the way. I wasn't expecting to see you at home this morning.” I snuggled fully into the couch. “I took the day off. The CEO deserves her much desired rest.” She waved her hand, barely sparing me a glance, before focusing her attention on her phone once again. Nessa, better still known as Vanessa Davis in the socialite world, was a popular fashion designer. Patronized by the rich and who-mattered-in-America, she made her mark without depending on her identity as a heiress.