V For Virgin Novels & Stories

Staring at Diane’s name on the screen was a remainder that by each day, i was indeed closer to what i wanted. And we had started talking barely a week ago and i’d seldomly bring up the business proposal, not until last night that i did and we settled on a meeting. On a virtual one. Gone were the days were you could have a meeting in the cafe or by the side of the road. The park or even over a meal in a restaurant. Everywhere was closed now and the news served as a reminder. There was covid, slowly turning everything into virtual and technology. We couldn’t even tell what was next, school classes virtually? Would graduation eventually be virtual? Job interviews?

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

Xinah defended herself and stuck out a tongue at Kendall who only sigh. "Why am I not surprised you know so much about me?" Now that she thought it he seem to know too much about her making her wondered if had investigated her the other night. "Won't you introduce me to your friend?" Xavier changed the topic without commenting further. Xinah immediately stood up and shook his hand dramatically. "I'm Xinah O'Malley the vice president of Runway fashion house and her best mother f*cking friend." Her introduction earned a chuckle from Kendall and Xavier.

A knock on the door of the basement stairwell announced the arrival of the latest "Virgin" from the now retired Voodoo Queen. The deal had been in perpetuity with at least one virgin each month from the Voodoo clan stock. He had made the deal knowing how hard it had become to find virgins of a mature enough age to furnish ripe blood. He used the virgins strickly for their blood purity and none of the clan took liberties with them because of their value. A full month of careful draining and they were returned to the voodoo clan with their cunts intact and confused memories of where they had been for the last thirty days. The virgin blood kept Lafitte's clan on top of the vampire chain of comm

Virginia is definitely tongue tied, "what does this mean?" I know what Virginia means by this question, "this means.. I am devoted to you. And only you. My love. My everything. My mate." I am rewarded with the most stunningly beautiful, blinding, room-lighting smile I have ever seen in my life. "No Bethany?" Virginia is breathless. "No Bethany." I confirm. "No baby?" This question tears at my heart. "I don't know.." I whisper painfully. "What?" Shock laces her tone.

For Violet. Always.

"God, you're still in love with her, aren't you?" I didn't answer fast enough, and Virginia's eyes flashed dangerously. "That's it. I'm done with this bullshit." She stormed into the living room, and I heard her on the phone immediately. "Yes, hello? This is Virginia Paraguz, future Luna of the Fang Forest Pack. I need to book the Grandeur Hall for my wedding reception... What do you mean it's already reserved?" I sank onto the couch, already knowing where this was headed. "I don't care who booked it first!" Virginia's voice pitched higher. "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my mate is? This is the event of the season!"

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Alexander smirked as he stood and was now nose to nose with Vic. The dark confident man took his index finger and placed it firmly under her chin. “I want you Victoria Bura…although I have heard you prefer Vic. And then of course, there are those that call you the ghost.” he finished in an almost calm whisper. Vic’s pupils looked like they were almost breathing with the amount of blood being pumped through her body from the mixture of physical threat and unspoken truth.

“Yes. I do.” She stepped forward, resting her forehead against his chest. “Then take them down, Damian. Burn the whole damn narrative.” He nodded once to Roman, who appeared beside them in full security detail, then led Isabella straight into the boardroom. Behind them, headlines continued to explode across the internet like wildfire. “Inside the Mind of the Billionaire’s Virgin Bride” “She Lied to Him—Read the Page That Shocked the CEO” “Secret Scars: The Woman Damian Knight Married in the Dark”