V Is For Virgin Novels & Stories

There was an unsettling butterfly in the pits of my stomach that wanted to fly out but stayed in and fluttered around the walls of my belly, making me ticklish and feverish. I just described the feeling of being hot and romantically touched by my husband. What will happen to me when we do the... well, the thing...- WAIT! Why did I even think of that?! It's like I'm asking for it!... Am I? I'm Virginia, living on Virginity Island. Hmm... mom should've actually named me that. I've had my chastity for pretty long, which is something she should be proud of. Anyways... This! Like, hello! How am I supposed to process this?!

Violet We went and took in the baby two days later. They hadn’t even named her, each person always called her something different. I shake my head in distaste as I hold her in my arms as I settle into the seat of the private plane one of our alliances let us use. I ask Phoenix, “What do you think of Quirina?” His eyebrows furrow and he asks, “What does it mean? I know you’re all about the meanings, Vi.” The corner of my mouth twitches up and I say, “It means warrior. Which is what she’s had to be until she found her way to us. We could nickname her Rina or Q. I think it’s cute.”

Erin ended with a simple text, refusing to get worked up before the match. "I don't need it. I'm V for Victory, for a good reason too," Uriel spat, storming off to his position. Erin sighed gently, eyes glazed with adoration adorning the sight of the Moon. "And I'm Blue for you, Mr Blue."

THE SUMMER I LOST MY ‘V’ CARD DISCLAIMER Dearest Lanee Reader, This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. This book and all its content are protected. No part of this work may be reproduced, transmitted, electronically transferred, or distributed in any form without the express written permission of the author. Unauthorized use may result in legal action. Every word in here means something to me, please respect that.

“Girl…..” I trailed off. “Please don't say what you're about to say, I feel like it won't be good for my ears.” “Trust me, it will be good for them, just hear me out…girl you still a V?” I asked curious. “V?” She asked, she looked genuinely curious. “Yeah, as in do you still have our V card?” I asked. “You mean am I still a virgin?” “Yes ma'am, that's the question I'm asking.” I replied with an eye roll.

She pointed to the side of my cheek. "Wow, I mean...I just finished a massage here. And here we are, luckily coming across you." I grinned. She just looked at me with a blank expression. "Uh, where are you headed now? I can give you a ride." "No thanks, Magnus. I can manage, and as you can see...this is our spa." She rolled her eyes. I was speechless at her words, then I noticed the spa's name. "5VS Spa!" It represents Vanna, Vittos, Vlad, Vance, and Veil Shaw! Damn it!

Right towards his and my father’s gym. “You’re going the wrong way.” “You want to act like a slut, then I’ll treat you like one.” “I’m not a slut.” I mutter under my breath. I’d never been with anyone. He scoffs. “Could’ve fooled me.” “I’m a virgin. How can I be a slut when I’ve never been fucked by a man. That’s why I came to you a few days ago. I want it to be you. It has to be you.” Vance swerves to the side of the road and slams on the brakes. “Repeat the part where you say you’re a virgin. I must be hearing things.”