Vanishing Acts Novels & Stories

“Said it was part of a larger plan to hurt your reputation. Hurt your business.” I sat there, struggling to absorb the words. After everything… after months of hell… this was how it ended? Vivian just… strolled in and admitted it? After vanishing, after hiding, after making it impossible for us to track her down for weeks? It didn’t make sense. It was too easy. Way too easy. Every part of me screamed that something wasn’t right. But I kept my face neutral and nodded slowly, pretending to absorb it, pretending to believe it.

she had said. In a sudden and shocking move, Horann had dragged Carine round in front of her and put something sharp to her neck. “She dies if you make a move,” the thing at her back said. The one who seemed to be in charge nodded to one of the others, who, to Carine’s utter shock, had simply faded from existence. He reappeared half a minute later, whole and there once more. Can Vanadine do that? She had wondered oddly. “We are to allow it access,” the vanishing Elf had told his superior.

sneered the man in the hat, his words laced with a menacing edge. Frowning deeply, Mathias retaliated with a whispered incantation. "Vintus desaparecer," he chanted, his voice suffused with an air of mystic power. In the blink of an eye, he vanished into thin air, leaving only a faint trace of his presence behind.

The pull made her recall the hurting sting she felt from the scissors wound that Marina had inflicted on her earlier. She looked at her finger, the bleeding had stopped but only dried blood remained in the tip. She had to apply something on it to avoid it getting infected. "It's pointless now Mr Adams. The script has been torn by your favorite actress. And I'm not interested in acting in a movie sponsored by Manuel Howells!" She finally declared and went outside the office. As Vanessa reached the locker room, she packed her bags and other things and she left. Later that afternoon, Vanessa is sitting at the bar of a club, drowning herself in alcohol.

… After days of searching with no trace of Winter, Liam received devastating news from Sebastian that afternoon. "You're saying Winnie erased her identity records? You can't find anything?" Sebastian repeated carefully over the phone. "Yes. Mrs. Jager has deactivated her phone number and all social media accounts. Honestly, Mr. Jager, she's cut off every possible trail. She doesn't want to be found. This likely means—" Liam sat alone at a bar as he downed drink after drink. His phone buzzed nonstop on the counter. Regina's name kept flashing on the screen. He didn't even glance at it.

Hints about leverage, about mafia ties, about a girl who climbed too fast and slept her way into protection. I had expected chaos. What I got was erasure. Every post disappeared within hours. Not flagged. Not argued with. Gone. Accounts vanished. IP traces wiped clean. One of the girls who helped me, the loud one who loved attention, did not show up to school the next day. By evening, her name was in the news for an unrelated crime involving stolen funds and falsified records. Her family’s business collapsed overnight. Unrelated. I laughed when I first saw it. A sharp, brittle sound.

Celebrities eyeing Vivian's resources wasted no time turning on her, and what started as a small issue blew up on social media. I glanced at Clement and immediately turned my attention back to Wilfred. I called the police and was about to take Wilfred back to the office when Vivian began to stir. No one noticed she had woken up or seen her take a bottle of liquid out of her bag. "Clement," she called out. Clement turned, and the hallway was instantly flooded with the pungent smell of chemicals and his agonized screams. The sulfuric acid hissed as it ate into his cheeks and throat, taking his voice and leaving him crumpled in despair.

Now, I wanted to really experience a healthy, positive romantic relationship. In truth, the relationship Jayce and I had right now was already far stronger than what I'd had before. Within two days, Jayce informed me that he'd already helped clear my name in the necklace incident. Everyone in the company now knew that Vivi had orchestrated the entire incident herself, and her goal had been to drive me out of the company. On the day the surveillance footage was leaked, Vivi was taken away by the cops for investigation on slander and defamation charges. Jayce had also immediately dismissed her from her position of technical director.

*The message* Dr. Emma Taylor's eyes widened as she stared at the cryptic message on her phone: "They're watching me. I have to escape." The words sent a chill down her spine. It was from her sister, Sarah, who had been missing for weeks. Emma's mind racing, she replayed the events leading up to Sarah's disappearance. They had been arguing about their estranged father, and Sarah had been acting strangely in the days before she vanished. Emma had dismissed it as paranoia, but now she wondered if something more sinister was at play.

“…What happened to them?” Serena’s throat tightened. Eyes locked on the screen. Because the pattern didn’t just show involvement. It showed trajectories. Rapid rise. Sudden influence. Critical inflection point. Then... disappearance. Collapse. Withdrawal. Institutional erasure. Serena’s chest constricted. “They didn’t fail…” Ethan’s pulse spiked. “What?” Serena looked up slowly. Voice hollow. “They were removed.” Silence detonated across the room. Ethan staggered back slightly. “No.”