Novel & Cerita Young Vanessa Hudgens

I notice her lips twisting as if trying to find the most polite words to say to me. "I'm Vee," she said, finally extending her hand in a manner that said don't dare ignore my hand or I'll cut your balls. "Venera Rustik Yates." Her last name quickly registered, and her familiar face explained it. She had features like Viktor's, and her proud stance like her father. I had never gotten the chance to meet her at parties, and I think I could recall Viktor saying that he had a spoiled little sister who started a modeling career at the tender age of six who traveled around the world in her private plane for her projects. She was the daughter whom the Yates matriarch had died giving birth to. The Ya

lts too congested. The first celebrity my eyes glanced at is the female singer vanese.She is too beautiful in person compared to when she is on tv.Her aura is much different from others.She is too outstanding.Rumours has it that she and Keron were once an item.But both celebrities didnt come out to clarify anything.This left many people questioning their relationship.Vanese some people also call her the country's songstress or Diva. Another celeb that just arrived now is niece Timothy.He is a singer,songwriter and a producer.

They can easily attract any men if they want to. Nana Taylor who is a cousin of Nick is a famous streamer on an online platform that features videos of popular and professional gamers. Whenever she stream her playing online games she always get about a thousand viewers and get donations that amount up to five hundred dollars every time. She's a good player that can even be considered as a pro.

“Ummm, Lucas Kim. I was born on March 5th, 2001. I’m currently 20 years old and a boy, if you haven’t noticed. My dream major might be photography or something like that.” “If you want to be a model or whatever, you don’t take photography. You just post yourself online and hope someone recruits you,” She says, writing everything I say down. “It could be good for a regular job or a part-time job. Whatever makes money, I guess.” She groans. “You dumb idiot. You don’t need a part-time job when I’m here to provide. I can give you anything. Just ask. Just spend your time studying. Not everyone has the accessibilities like you.”

“And the winner for this year’s breakout internet star is…” “I think I might throw up,” I tell Vanessa, squeezing her hand hard. “Shhhh,” Vanessa responds, leaning forward. The presenters open the envelope and share a knowing smile before both leaning into the microphone. “Emma Turner!” they yell excitedly. The crowd breaks into a cheer while the world goes hazy around me in my childhood living room. “Oh my!” Vanessa screams, jumping up from her spot on the couch and running a circle around the living room. “That’s you, sweetie!” she shouts, looking at me with wide eyes.

a reporter called, leaning forward. Vanessa laughed lightly, the sound soft yet teasing. “Theo is indeed attractive, but that won’t happen! I have no space left in my heart for him.” A ripple of laughter swept through the press. Vanessa’s words reminded everyone of her high-profile relationship. A year ago, she had revealed publicly that she was dating the son of Sanders Rowes, CEO of the Rowes Corporation—a man of wealth, looks, and impeccable pedigree. Gossip columns had devoured every detail, and though some fans had been envious, her popularity had not wavered. On the contrary, headlines like “Vanessa Hartley: Winner in Life” and “A Perfect Pair” had only cemented her status further.

I sneered at her. "Shut up! Don't think that you can beat me with these tricks! It doesn't matter what you do; I am his Luna, and I am going to give him his heir! Something you couldn't do in ten years!" Vanessa showed off her stomach as she said this. I shook my head, feeling sorry for Vanessa just then. Trevor would never tell her that I was pregnant too.

I was gathering my things when I spotted him across the room, greeting someone who’d just walked in. Vanessa. She was still in her shoot outfit—something sparkly and silver—and her hair was curled in perfect waves. I remembered hearing she had done her session earlier in the day. Xavier walked toward her with that easy smile I hadn’t seen all afternoon, and my stomach twisted. “Congrats,” I heard him say as I slowly zipped my bag. “I heard you’re representing Liverpool for Miss England.” She laughed, brushing a hand over her hair. “Thanks! And you’ve got Manchester’s very own right here,” she said, nodding in my direction.

The morning passed in warm domestic chaos, cereal spills, baby babble, Zane climbing Ethan like a jungle gym, and Luna demanding fashion advice from Talia for her morning "royal appearance." Later, as the babies napped and sunlight poured into the penthouse, Ethan leaned against the counter, scrolling through his phone. "Vanessa's name came up again," he said, tone flat. Talia tensed. "Press?" "No. A brand deal she used to model for just dropped her. Looks like they don't want to be associated with her anymore after her public drama." Talia raised a brow. "Actions have consequences. She's learning that now." Ethan walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm proud of how you've ha