Velvet X Veneer Novels & Stories

She said and came to me, offering me a bottle of water from the corner of my room. "Thank you," I said and took the cup from her, emptying the contents of the bottle before drawing in a bout of fresh air. "You are welcome. We are more alike than you think. I think you will come to like me very much" she said and looked around the room cautiously. Suddenly the room darkened and black smoke emanated from behind her. That could only mean one thing. Vannila was a black witch using the disguise spell. She had masked her true nature and somehow, that was how she was able to get everyone to like her.

“I have associates here in the hospital who owe me huge favors. I have called in all those favors so that you and I might be sheltered here. Here in the hospital, some, like your personal doctor and personal nurse, know that you are Dr. Carl Leighton and I am Mr. X and that J is my son. Once you accompany me outside these walls and begin hunting vampires with me here in Underdenver, you must be my assistant Carl Jones, and you will call me Mr. M, J’s uncle rather than J’s father. Do you understand?” “Yes,” I said. And I did, except for about J. I resolved to, one day when things were calmer and I felt even more rapport with X, that I would ask him about J, his son. Who was his mother? Or was

At exactly 8:00, I knocked on Axel Valentin's office door. The brushed steel nameplate read his name, and below, in smaller letters, his title: Founder & CEO – Aurelian Group. "Come in." The moment I stepped inside, the impact was immediate. The office occupied the corner of the top floor, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the heart of Rome. The décor was minimal, almost severe. No photographs, no personal touches to distract. Everything spoke of control.

“W-well….because….” “Well. Because. You don’t know how this works” she said bluntly. “You need the training for your own good…” “What I do is more efficient than your bullets and fists. Anyone can wear a bulletproof vest and have bulletproof windows. People survive from gunshot wounds and it takes a lot of time to beat someone to death” he laid all his arguments on the table.

Venus highlighted with her harlequin-green eyes fastened to the paper. “Who cares? Dad’s dealing with it.” Vaheed shrugged, finding his phone more entertaining. Venus was disturbed by his uncaring attitude. “Those things were pretty powerful and they hurt me. How can you say that?” Understanding that his words hurt his twin sister’s feelings, Vaheed put his phone on the table and patted her on the shoulder. “Vee, you are safe now. Dad will make sure that they don’t hurt us again.” Venus sighed, gulped down her dose of halo-moon serum from the vial on the table, and went back to flipping the pages. “There’s nothing in here about a werewolf prince.”

She managed to take off his shirt, while he worked hard to suck her nipples. The woman's nails were long, and slid easily down Ramirez's back. She looked at me as she nibbled on her lower lip, before moistening them with the tip of her tongue. Well, at least she deceived better by pretending she liked that shit. And that gesture made me feel a strange pressure in the groin area. Of course I wouldn't be stupid to want to participate in that thing. It is known how many diseases could be transmitted before actual penetration. But looking was still good.

Sam sprayed on some perfume and looked at herself in the mirror. She touched her dark blue robe that matched her light blue and pearl-toned wardrobe. She highlighted her hazel eyes with black eyeliner and white shadow. She had put on lipstick, even though no one was going to see her lips, but it was to keep them moisturized. Her hair looked beautiful and silky, although only part of it was showing because the veil covered most of her face including her hair. She had changed a lot since Arthur took her to the estate, she was no longer disheveled and her hair didn't look like a bird's nest.

Venus gave a nod and said, "I came to say goodbye. It has been a pleasure working with you, host." June stood up and smiled at Venus. "Why don't you call me June?" He said. "Okay, Host June." June just laughed weakly. "I am gonna miss you Venus," He quietly said. The elevator door made a small ding sound and June quickly wiped his face again. Venus turned towards June and bowed to him. "Goodbye, Host June." June smiled at her. "Goodbye, System Venus." June walked out of the elevator and saw the sliver door with a small rectangular dark panel. On the panel was an elegant golden swirls of words which read :

The fear that I was still the man who had hidden so much from her. I needed her to understand one more thing. No more secrets. I brushed a strand of hair from her face, my thumb tracing her swollen lower lip. “There’s something else you should know,” I said quietly, voice still rough from how hard I had taken her. “Before Phase V fully locked in… I had an operation. Enlargement. They implanted metal beads along the shaft. Strategic placement. It makes me thicker when I’m fully erect. More textured. Every ridge, every bead designed to hit every sensitive spot inside a woman.”