Novels by Vanessa Pens

RhysAs I drove through the gates, my heart began to race again, I felt so free, so alive, my insides were ecstatic. They understand.They always understand me.After parking, Liam took his keys from me and I began to move into the house, I almost ran.What was wrong with me? felt nervous, excited, terrified.Why was I so affected by seeing Tessa again? Did she really make that big of a difference? Did I really get so attached? How could I ever explain that I missed her so badly to anyone? I was making it through the hallway when Claire's voice rang out from behind me.“Rhys! You are home!” Claire had come down the stairs. Her face lit up as soon as she caught sight of me, it was a mixture between relief and joy. “Claire” I called out, smiling at her too. Something was different about the smile she had on. It reeked of extra excitement and something else.She had her hands stretched open in front of her, it surprised me. I couldn't remember the last time we had such a moment. But I

RhysIt felt like forever since I last saw Tessa and I missed everything about her. It felt like I had forgotten the smell of home, like there was no home! Three days of torture, three days of not knowing if she was okay, if our child was okay, three days of not seeing her face, three days of not being able to hold her in my arms, three days of not being able to kiss her on the forehead, three days of not getting to feel the warmth of her body against mine. Three days of waiting.Three days of wishing to hear her voice again, her laugh.Liam had managed to convince me otherwise, I planned to leave immediately after the all-ceos meeting was over. No one was CEO yet so Vincent and I had attended- separately of course.Liam had told me how unwise it was to drive through the city in the middle of the night. I wasn’t scared, I was sure I could handle anything yet he didn't listen.“Oh my goodness, look at you!” He had one of his annoying smiles on my face.“What is wrong with me?” I was i

DarcyI believed in miracles. They were beautiful, rare things that everyone needed, it just depended if you trusted them or not. I didn't trust mine, if you were me you wouldn't trust it too. Rhys had gone on a trip after our awkward moment. He had made sure to leave an order not to let me out of sight. It explained why the guards were always a few feet away from me, pretending to be occupied by whatever they were doing.They were not so sleek, I knew they were watching me.It had been two days since he travelled and I missed him terribly and my heart ached terribly. I missed his touch, I missed his hugs and I definitely missed his kisses. It made the emptiness even more evident.Even worse than missing him I felt lost without him, my mind went blank whenever the door closed behind me, my heart ached and my body trembled in anticipation.I was losing my mind, I had lost it, it was pathetic. I had fought it for too long, in as much as I had denied it, I had to be truthful to myself f

RhysShe didn't say she loved me back or anything, she was just angry.I felt selfish for not thinking about her, for just wanting her to keep the baby.I went back into my office and worked relentlessly on the papers throwing my anger and frustration into it It helped, but not enough. My insides growled with fury, I could hear the constant bashing of my anger’s teeth, I needed to control it or it would scare Tessa. I knew she was having problems, the new news about the baby was probably making her more anxious than usual but there wasn't any need to panic. I almost let out humourless laughter at the thought of that. Here I was having the toughest mental battle and I was thinking of Tessa and the fetus. Thinking about not wanting to scare her, I didn't want to hurt her, something was welcoming about her arms, her soft warm body, I loved being close to her, she smelled like heaven and she calmed me down, no one could ever do that. No one could be as strong and brave and passionate a

Darcy“Do you not want this baby?” Rhys asked me as I looked down at my stomach which was still flat.His eyes were focused on me and there was no place to hide in his eyes. If it was me then I might have had the strength but looking into a face that could kill you without even raising their hand. Okay I was exaggerating.But I didn't think he understood me, he wouldn't understand me.“I don't know Rhys, I don't what to do. I don't want to raise a child like this. I mean what we have is built on lies. You sometimes act irrationally, and I do that too. I don't even know what this is” I gestured to my stomach and his eyes fell to it before he looked back up into my face.My hands felt cold and clammy but it was so hot outside it was getting hard to tell who it was feeling cold. And why am I sweating? “I understand you. You have every right to feel the way you but we can make things right” he said with confidence.And that made him sound so real. It was almost convincing enough to conv

RhysI woke up to myself on the bed, there was no sign of the golden skin beside me, there was no hair sprawling out over the pillow next to me, and no one snoring lightly in bed beside me. I sat up in confusion. Where were the colorful walls and windows? It took me a while to register that I was in my room, I had not gone back to Tessa's room, I must have slept off and didn't return to Tessa’s room.“I am awake Claire” she answered from inside.I didn't say it was not Claire, I opened the door and went in.She had her back turned to me, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, a canvas was in front of her. She was holding a book and she had a pen sticking out her mouth. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. It would have been cute if I didn't still feel guilty.She looked up.“Oh, it's you,” she said calmly.Her attention was back on the book, and she was focused. Her brows creased slightly in concentration.“Why are you reading so early?” I asked to walk closer to her, I wanted t