Vanitas X Jeanne Novels & Stories

Annabella saud "Fine" Jay chuckled She smiled and held the kids hands as they walked into the shop "Wow,are they twins?" A lady asked almost immediately,admiring Casey and Alex "Yes they are" Annabella replied "They are so cute,you're so lucky" The lady said "Thank you" Annabella smiled After getting the ice cream,they returned to the car,Annabella handed Jay's own to him "Take your time before you start driving" She said "Alex let me try yours" Casey who was holding the vanilla flavored ice cream said to Alex as he was busy devouring the strawberry flavored one

Summer The Grand Ballroom of Eastern University was a masterpiece of old-world academia high vaulted ceilings, dark mahogany paneling, and massive oil paintings of long dead university presidents staring down at tables covered in white linen and silver. But at Table Four, the atmosphere was pure, modern venom. "Jaxson," a soft, breathless voice purred as we approached our seats. I looked across the table. Vanessa Vance was already seated, looking exactly like the half a million follower influencer she was.

"How did you even get in here?" "Your friend Jade showed me where you were then said something about a train and a man. She is weird." I started laughing, "That is her way of saying she needs to get laid." His eyes darkened as he pushed me up against the wall. "I know someone else that needs to be laid." He said as he ran his nose up and down my neck. "You are insatiable Mr. Veneto." "You're about to see just how insatiable I am."

Bearnice smirks. God, she's gonna piss him off. But the look of utter shock on his face is more than satisfying. "She's a lot," I whisper to Dante, knowing that Bearnice can hear me. "I am. Now please place your order, Dante." "Alright, fine. I'll have vanilla." Dante rolls his eyes. I don't think I've ever seen that expression before. "What are you? Seventy?" Bearnice scoffs and snatches the menu from his hands.

xx - Joshua If it weren't for the fact that I'm partially still mad at him, I probably would be swooning over the two small x's at the end. And don't forget about the your special part. I can barely contain my grin. I'll C u then. I send back, contemplating whether or not I should add a small kiss as well. My mind votes no to which my heart screams yes- seeing as my heart hasn't brought me very far in my live life, I'll be going with my head this time. I'm expecting one hell of an apology when you're back, Joshua. I quickly add when I see he's typing back at me.

"Ms. Wren? I'm Evan Durham. Please call me Evan. Come along, and I'll show you the studio." I trailed him up the stairs, and there she was—or rather, there I was. The body on the table was my mirror image. My breath caught. She looked uncannily real. Lying there with her eyes closed, she seemed so lifelike I almost expected her to wake. Evan looked pleased with my reaction. "Our work is one of a kind," he told me. "Up close, most people can't tell the difference." He explained the rest with a calmness that felt surreal. It was as if we were picking out wedding flowers instead of orchestrating my disappearance.

Xavier replied and ended the call while leaning back on his chair, he was so mad and how he wanted to hold Nathan by the neck and tell him to stay away from his woman. His door pushed open after a while and Vanessa sauntered into the room looking all gloomy. She was dressed in one of Avanti’s latest collections and she looked superb despite being angry. “Why are you here?” Xavier asked her immediately before she could even sit down, “I told you that we are not acquaintances” “Oh please” she dropped her birkin bag on the table and lowered herself on the chair in front of him, “I am not here because I enjoy seeing your face either” she further told him, “I am here because of what you told me”

"The only slut I see, is the one sitting in front of me. That is willing to spread her legs for anyone willing to give her attention. The one thing you may not have realized is that Xavier is not interested in you. He likes real ones. Not fake plastic ones, like yourself." "You bitch! What would you know about what Xavier likes or doesn't like? You're just his toy of the day." "Well Vanessa..." "It's Janessa!" She nearly screams at me. "I may not know exactly what girls he may or may not like. But since we're living together, I'm sure to find out." I smirk as I turn away to walk with Jax towards the elevator that he has open for me. "Have a good day Vanessa." I say waving arrogantly at her a

Hamish looked at her and said, “The fashion designer, Xena, called me personally and said she’s going to stop all collaborations with Velvet Visions. Demanded that we take all of her designs off the shelves with immediate effect. “She said the boss got hit in the head and helped a moron to take her friend’s dress away. Now, I know I’m the boss and you’re the moron. Tell me. Who’s her friend?” Vanessa’s heart jumped to her throat. She gulped as if it would help calm herself down. Staring at Hamish, she stammered several times, but she could not bring herself to say anything. “Out with it!” Hamish was so mad he yelled at her.

A few minutes later, Vanessa returns and hands her a sleek red suit top. "Here. I think it should fit," she offers, stepping back to give her privacy. But just before Vanessa can leave, Jennie suddenly grabs her wrist, holding on tightly. Vanessa looks at her in confusion. "What's wrong?" she asks softly. But Jennie doesn't answer. Her eyes are fixed-haunted-on Vanessa's arm. Vanessa follows her gaze... and realizes Jennie is staring at her tattoo. It's small and simple: the initials "V.N.", with a tiny dot at the end. Her mind flashes back to the day she got it-soon after she and Nisan started dating.