Velvet Seasons Novels & Stories

The girls giggled all the way to the shared dorm that brought them together in the first place. They made their way across the courtyard to the eastside of the campus to the E dorms, the place both girls would be calling home for the forseeable future. It was a beautiful summer day, the sun slowly making its descent behind the green mountains that changed their color with every season. Faris was a quaint town nestled in the green moutains of Vermont, the natural beauty of the town was what drew Violet to the college. Of course, the university itself had a reputation for being one of the top schools in this part of the country, but there was something about the adorable little town that ju

One year later Valeria sat behind her glass desk, her fingers absentmindedly tapping a rhythm against her sleek black sketchbook. The floor-to-ceiling windows of her office framed the bustling New York skyline, but her eyes weren’t seeing any of it. Her mind was swirling with ideas for Noir De Luxe’s upcoming winter collection. She sighed, dragging her fingers through her soft brown waves as she murmured, “Velvet, maybe... with a little touch of red. Or something softer?”

I smile. Delete nothing. Send everything. #VelvetConfession2 tops before sun. The velvet never ends. It just changes hands.

Ava had spent more nights than she’d ever admit with her fingers buried in her pussy, imagining him bending her over his desk and telling her what a good girl she was while he fucked her. But he would never look at her like that. Not the quiet, chubby girl who sat in the back and never spoke unless called on. Ava sighed and pulled her hand out of her leggings. She was too worked up to sleep and too lonely to do anything else. On a whim, she opened the app store and typed in something she’d seen mentioned in a late-night R8dd1t thread. VelvetChat. The description was simple: Anonymous. Discreet. Match based on desire.

Everything inside him screamed that this was wrong, that he should end it before it went too far. “Do you already have someone in mind?” she asked quietly. He looked at her, his eyes unreadable. “No.” Her heart fluttered at that answer. “Then maybe you’ll find her at the festival.” He said nothing, only looked away. Velvet watched him for a while, the room silent except for the sound of the rain. Her thoughts spun in circles. The Blue Moon Festival was only four weeks away — a night filled with magic and destiny, when unmated wolves found their other halves under the moonlight. She had heard about it since she was a child, but now the thought of it made her chest tighten.

she whispered as she slid off his lap. “I want you too. Wait for me.” Arron desperately wanted to spend the night with her, but he could not delay the mountain of work. He let Alexi go to her room. Inside the bedroom, Alexi stood on the balcony wearing a thin, short black lingerie set. The night air was cold. It was already eleven, yet her lover was busy with work while she longed for warmth. “Damn it, I’m so turned on,” she muttered. She picked up her phone to look for a video. While waiting, her gaze drifted aimlessly until she accidentally caught sight of a scene from another room, clearly visible.

There weren't any visible brand labels, but the quality spoke for itself. "If you're blind, maybe stay home instead of embarrassing yourself." I couldn't be bothered to argue with her. I grabbed her arm and yanked her out of my seat. "I don't care whose secretary you are. Even if Mark shows up, this seat is still mine. Move!" She stumbled in her high heels and nearly fell. She glared at me angrily. "Wretch! How dare you do that to me?" I glare right back at her. "Watch your mouth, or don't blame me for what happens next."