Vanessa Carlysle Novels & Stories

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The television was on in Marcus's study. He hadn't turned it on. He'd been sitting in the dark for hours, the photograph of Chloe clutched in his hand, when the sound of a familiar voice pulled him back to the present. He looked up at the screen, and his blood turned to ice. Vanessa was on every major network. She sat on a cream-colored sofa in a studio that had been designed to look warm and inviting. Her dress was soft pink, her hair perfectly styled, her makeup subtle but deliberate. She looked like the girl next door. The victim. The wronged woman standing by her man.

Vanessa called out at once when she saw the handsome face poking out of the car. “Do you know him?” Stephen asked, perplexed. Vanessa nodded. “Before I got sick, I liked chasing after celebrities. This is a celebrity, and he’s quite popular.” Upon hearing Vanessa’s words, the man across them put on a cheeky expression. He thought Vanessa was a fan of Zayn Lee’s. “Since you’re a fan of Zayn’s, quickly move your cars aside. If you delay our schedule, you can’t afford to pay the consequences.”

I murmured. Celeste’s expression was grim. “I triple-checked. Vanessa’s been moving assets—quietly, strategically. She’s not just Damian’s mistress. She’s planning something. And I don’t think it’s in his best interest.” A slow, dangerous smile spread across my lips. “Well then,” I murmured, “let’s find out what she’s up to.” ⸻ Elsewhere, in the shadows of the city, Vanessa Carlisle slid into the back seat of a waiting car.

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

Danika Williams After a long day at work, I took a shower and was ready to sit down in front of the television, drink wine and fall asleep on the couch as I was still too afraid to sleep in my bedroom alone. But when I step out, I see that annoyingly handsome devil, with his plain white t-shirt hugging his muscular back, all in the right places, cooking something in the kitchen which makes me remember the chat I had with another model, Kylie. She asked me if Jake Carson was single or not, and if he was, would I mind setting him up with her as she had a brief chat with him today, he was very funny and a complete gentleman. Initially, I hated the plan but then I thought it was perfect, maybe I

“No wolf could do this.” “This is sorcery.” Vanessa’s pulse hammered. This wasn’t about a royal rivalry. Someone wanted to provoke war and she was the weapon. A cold voice drifted across the courtyard. “Quite the spectacle, Hybrid.” Everyone turned. A woman stepped from the shadows, elegant, lethal, beautiful. Silver hair, crimson lips, eyes like a predator. Kael stiffened. “Lysandra,” he hissed. Vanessa’s heart lurched. “Who is she?” Draven didn’t answer. His entire body tensed, not with hatred, but something worse.

She probably felt her attire was inappropriate, as she removed the crown at some point. "Who's that woman?" Liam pointed at Vanessa and laughed. "Does she think she's here for a beauty contest? Why would she dress like that?" Sophia also asked, "I've always been curious. How did she and the woman beside her pass the preliminaries?" Elijah said, "That’s Vanessa Carson. Her father is Egbert, and her eldest uncle is Marcus. Her whole family holds essential positions in the country. It's normal for her to advance with her family background.

carol opened the door, and coming inside was a professional middle-aged woman. she bowed to Elsa, who was sitting on the sofa. " good afternoon, Mrs Yates, I'm Vanessa, the service manager of galaxy and the gallery. she barely left Elsa time to think it over, signal the people outside to come in. then a row of hangers full of wind breakers popular this season was brought in. then a cart followed. this one was full of sweaters. one after another, shirts, coats, jackets until the entire living room was filled with clothes. Vanessa came to her with respect. "Mrs Yates, would you mind if I take your measurements?"

Even Anna and Harry whom she had trailed after had not realized she was following them. "Hey", Vanessa said weirdly when she saw Kavinsky looking at her. "Hey", he managed to reply. He is still surprised that Vanessa is here though, he wasn't expecting her at all. Maybe Vanessa was beginning to like and accept Kaylee for who she is now. "I don't have any clothes", Kaylee said slowly as she stared at her finger, bringing Kavinsky's gaze back to her. "Come on, I have one in my locker", Vanessa said and Kavinsky looked at her.