Velvet X Veneer Novels & Stories

She couldn't help wishing to rip Lotus' face. Venus is famously known as the most beautiful socialite in the country. However, standing next to Lotus' fresh and smooth bare face, Venus felt like a chicken standing next to Phoenix. Although Venus had used a lot of make-up to achieve the no or minimal makeup look, standing next to Lotus' face that had no makeup made Venus feel like an ugly duckling standing next to a swan Not to mention the dress Lotus was putting on. It was clear that Lotus was putting on the Luxurey brand, but Venus had never seen the brand before, which meant that Lotus was putting on a custom-made dress.

She set her bag down and stood there, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her top. “So… tell me about the tattoo you’re thinking of,” I said, grabbing my sketchbook and trying to sound like the professional I was supposed to be. I flipped to a blank page, but my mind was already wandering. Lena bit her lower lip, then met my gaze directly. “I want something small and delicate. Maybe a tiny floral vine or a script… but the placement is important.” She hesitated, cheeks already turning a soft pink. “I want it right here.” Her hand moved slowly down her body, brushing just below her navel, then lower, along the sensitive crease where her thigh met her pelvis. “The most intimate spot. Hidden most

“Xavi… Xavier… oh God— I was right there, trembling on the edge, thighs shaking around his wrist. “Not yet, Velvet. he rasped, pulling his fingers out completely just as I was about to shatter. A desperate whine escaped me. “Please… He smirked, that cold, dangerous smile that made my stomach flip. “I want you dripping and begging when I finally take you. Not yet, my innocent little Velvet.” His mouth replaced his hand, kissing and licking a path up my inner thighs again, so close to my aching center that I could feel his hot breath. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my soaked lace panties and slowly dragged them down my legs, eyes locked on mine the entire time. I was completely bare

He had seen too many carefully dressed socialites with empty words, but rarely a girl with such a shining soul. "Good idea." He evaluated fairly, with a hint of approval in his tone. "But nanogel has too strong a penetrability. If not controlled well, it will destroy the fragile original wall structure, causing irreversible damage. A villa belonging to the Sterling family in Tuscany once had an entire wall of 16th-century frescoes peel off because of the misuse of this seemingly advanced restoration material." Catherine opened her mouth wide in surprise, her eyes round. "Really? How was it handled later?"

Her eyes widened as she took the box from my hand, "Oh honey! I tend to forget stuffs these days." My eyes widened as I took in the picturesque and artistic interior. The manor was more lavish and luxurious in the inside. The lobby was extended to a huge kitchen, Two spiral staircase ascended from both side of the gigantic room. The wooden floor was laden with posh Persian carpet, which only complimented the crème theme of the room. A huge chandelier adorned the ceiling, lighting up the room enough to make it seem like the masterpiece it was. It reminded me of an abandoned castle.

“Let me know how I taste.” “Hmm,” Talen chuckled as he gripped Rhett’s hips and dragged him towards him. He ran his tongue from Rhett’s perinium, over the piercings, up the length of his c-ck to the tip and teased a circle around his slit. “This is new for me,” the vampire admitted with amusement. “I’ve had lovers with one, or two piercings, but not one who has decided to go to such extremes. I am very intrigued.” “Ugh,” Rhett’s head was thrown back and his Adams’ apple moved as he swallowed. “Oh f-k.”

her voice came out not above a whisper, inaudible to everyone. Felix came down the stairs and stood in front of Ziven as a scoff leaves Ziven's lips. He looked at Ziven with so much hatred and he wished he could get rid of that filthy smirk on Zivens face somehow, "Welcome, Welcome. Felix, seems like you are here to get my FIANCE or maybe to end up in pool of blood just like your parents. The Legers!" Ziven said emphasizing on the work fiancé. Felix got shocked on hearing about their relation but the shock soon turned into anger and hatred when he heard about his parents.

“I met him standing by the door. He must have been there a while before I arrived because there were some pissed-off ladies out there who he stopped from coming in to use the restroom because you were in it. You can tell from a mile away that he loves you.” Veil shook her head, not wanting to be pulled down that road any further. She didn’t want to believe a lie. “What?” Autumn questioned, retouching Veil’s lips. She froze for a second, and Autumn withdrew her hands instantly, mumbling an apology. “No,” Veil looked at her. “I’m still jumpy. You don’t have to apologize.” She took a deep breath. “You can go ahead.” Autumn was slower this time as she filled up Veil’s lips with the res lipstick,

“So we can growl it while we fill you. Stretch you. Knot you. Make you forget anyone ever hurt you.” Her lips trembled. Fresh tears welled. But her body arched—just a fraction—toward my voice, toward Lorenzo’s hands, toward Valentino’s heat. She swallowed hard, voice barely a whisper. “Vel… Veleria.” Lorenzo’s gold eyes flashed with dark delight. “Veleria,” he repeated, tasting it like wine. His fingers hooked under her dress hem, pushing it up inch by slow inch. “Beautiful name for our beautiful mate.”

Vira's POV The deep red velvet fell heavy over my curves, the black fox fur framing my chest in a band of dark warmth that hid the angry bruises on my neck. The soft fabric hugged my waist without pinching, sweeping down past my hips in thick, rich folds that swept the floor with a quiet rustle. I looked into the small polished silver mirror beside the wardrobe, my breath catching in my throat. I didn't look like the discarded substitute bride my father had shoved into a carriage. I looked dangerous.