Velvet X Vox Novels & Stories

Wounds she hadn’t yet tasted. Inside the textile mill, the scent of damp concrete and rust clawed at her senses. Shadows stretched like arms across the walls, wrapping the place in a cold, unsettling hush. Valerio walked ahead with his gun drawn. Sera stayed close, her own piece hidden in her thigh holster beneath her coat. They moved like ghosts—silent, efficient, deadly. Then came the laugh. Slow. Raspy. Echoing from above. “Well, well, well,” came a voice laced with mockery. “If it isn’t the Black Viper himself. Still brooding? Still ruthless? Or has the girl softened you?”

Venus smiled indifferently, and approached Marco "Calm down, lover, everything will be fine, nothing will happen to your sweetheart, everything will be for Xavier." Marco Bogle looked at him "Why do you hate Xavier so much, when you haven't met him before?" Venus smiled before turning into a flying smoke with red eyes, as he randomly moved around "Xavier and I know each other better than anything in this world." He stopped moving, and looked at Marco coldly "I'm leaving now. The spell is over. Tell your spy to get ready to open the FlairFox portal for us. It's our only refuge into their world."

WELCOME HOME "Everyone will agree with me when i say that the past year has been alot of things-- shitty being a famous word for it, but there were also some good moments-" "And many a bad but here we are, today, celebrating not one, not two things. And it has only just begun because now we can look forward to brace our next chapter and stay open to the thousand possibilities-" "To us, the vamps" Aal concluded with a wide smile. "Come on, cheer with your glasses of water" She said just before Dele swung by, holding her towards him as he whispered something into her ears before heading out, leaving her temptously biting her lower lip.

The slick, wet sounds of our scissoring filled the bedroom as we chased our pleasure together. I was getting close again, my clit throbbing against hers with every desperate grind. Sebastian couldn’t stay seated any longer. He stood up, his cock rock hard, and went to the drawer again. He came back with the butt plug and the slim pink vibrator. “Both of you,” he said in a deep, commanding voice. “Bend over the side of the bed.” Elena and I exchanged a heated look before obeying. We got on our knees and leaned over the edge of the mattress, side by side, our asses up and pussies exposed. My heart was racing with anticipation.

After dinner, the penthouse loosens. Music hums softly from unseen speakers. Sofia’s mum disappears into the kitchen with the housekeeper, animated and laughing. Sofia perches on the edge of the counter, scrolling through her phone and launching into a familiar rant about her ex. Layla’s feet ache. She slips out of her heels without thinking, sighing softly as the cool marble soothes the sting. She takes two barefoot steps. Then- “Shoes.” The word cuts cleanly through the room.

It was silent for a while, racking in tired responses, men talking about how they wouldn’t be easily fooled anymore, but then a reliable source confirmed it to be real. The underworld shifted. The headline on the Underground Ledger simply read: DIMITRI’S GHOST. The line had sunk into people’s heads and would not leave. The underworld plummeted into a fit of paranoid hysteria. To the Russian Bratva, it was a resurrection, a divine sign that the old ways were returning with a vengeance. To the tech-heavy cartels in the West, it was a power shift, a rumour that Volkov had undergone some experimental cybernetic or chemical enhancement to become the ultimate super-soldier.

The static-claws tore through his charcoal-grey fur, pixelating his flesh, but he didn't let go. "He's... my... brother!" Caleb roared, his voice a distorted, digital rasp. The sound of Caleb’s pain was the final Input the system needed. Xander’s eyes snapped shut, and then they opened—not black, not blue, but a brilliant, searing Silver-Gold.

LILA’S POV** The bass from the music vibrated through my bones as Jax led me through the private entrance of Velvet Chains. The club was nothing like I’d imagined. Dim red and gold lighting, black velvet drapes, the faint scent of leather, musk, and something darker — pure sex. Soft moans and the sharp crack of leather against skin drifted from hidden rooms. Elegant people in masks and expensive clothing moved through the space like predators, some collared, some holding leashes, some simply watching.

“Damn. You seem to be in a horrible mood, King.” I breathed through my nose. “Kelvin. Get on with the reports before I make you dumb as well.” He gulped, scratching his throat. “VoxTin Cooperation is progressing nicely under the administration of the BloodMoon's Alpha. Profits have increased from 3 percent to 5 percent. That's not all. Other major firms and industries are considering investing in it.” “Wow. Progress indeed.” I rubbed my thumbs together. “Is that it?” “Well...” He shrugged. “Over the past few weeks, he took a mate and crowned her as his Luna. They also have two beautiful children.” His voice was smooth as he spoke.

Feel betrayed already? Either man or woman, your lover might let you down one day The bass in Velvet Room pulsed like a heartbeat made of neon and regret. Bodies moved against each other under violet light, drinks poured over glittering rims and the hum of scandal traveled faster than any song played by the DJ.