Vanessa Pens Novels & Stories

"Did everything go okay?" "My mother questioned me just like I knew she would. I didn't tell her — I couldn't."I buckled Penelope into her car seat and turned the screen on to keep her entertained. I closed the car door and turned to look at Mason."Do you think they'll judge me for this?"

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

Vanessa was right, today was Vlad’s birthday which they were invited to. He then realized what Vanessa said and asked horrified, “You are not planning to kill him today right?” Vanessa stood up and whistled a happy tune, “No silly. It is just the first step of my plan.” Colin watched her disappear into the bathroom and said to Bolt, “Why do I feel like she is going to get us into trouble?” He could almost feel Bolt grinning, “But we like trouble, don’t we?”

5) At the end of the divorce, Miss Vanessa Ives was entitled to ten percent of Mr Thorns assets. 6) ___________________ That was the honest and brief review of the contract. It was a lot more complicated when one read it and I wasn't prepared to read it. Vanessa removed the cover of the pen then placed the contract paper on her thighs. "I have only one request" She said. I nodded for her to continue. "I want to open a perfume and clothes line and I would need all the resources and connections I can get"

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

, he reminded himself, he talked with the boy first. So, he watched Trevor picked up the pile of notebooks and walked away whistle he shouted, "Guys, I am gonna go now!" "Ahh! I finished writing! Cap wait!", a boy shouted and rushed behind the class monitor. 🧬🧬🧬 "Venus, when is this body's death determined?" June asked as he popped a grape in his mouth. [The information Hades Inc. has reported that the body would be deceased after ten months from now.]

“Vanessa, didn’t you die? Why are you back?!” In an instant, Vanessa’s gaze sharpened. Leaning slightly out of the car window, she whispered in her ear, “You really think the same tricks will work on me a second time?” ***

“Spill it. Have your moment.” Vanessa didn’t waste a beat. “I don’t like to pry, well, maybe just a little, but we had a job to do. And back there? You looked like you saw a damn ghost. I get it, he’s Alexandro Rivelry, but that’s not supposed to mean anything to us.” It was the most serious I’d seen her, and somehow, that made it worse. I always thought Vanessa was just here for the paycheck. Turns out, she cared a lot more than I gave her credit for.

Vanessa's eyelids fluttered open, and a weak smile formed on her lips when she saw Elena. "Hey," Elena whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "You have no idea how much we've missed you, Vanessa." Tears streamed down Elena's cheeks as Vanessa squeezed her hand weakly. It was a gesture that spoke volumes, conveying the unspoken bond they had formed during their time together. Elena had come to love Vanessa as if she were her own daughter, and the thought of losing her had been unbearable. As Elena sat by Vanessa's side, they shared stories and laughter, their voices filling the room with a renewed sense of hope. Elena marveled at Vanessa's resilience, her strength in the face of adversity.

~ Anyssa's Pov ~ Today is one of the best fucking days of my life. Vanessa is arriving in New York today, and I couldn’t freaking believe it. She’s been postponing it, but she had to visit a firm this year for her fashion career. Vanessa learned painting back in school, and while she’s been really pessimistic about trying out new firms in different cities, she’s decided to give New York a try.