Velvette X Alastor Novels & Stories

Viggo's eyes were immediately fixed on the old structure, bringing back long-forgotten memories. Arlo parked the car right in front of the steps leading up to the building. He pulled the handbrake, and the engine was shut off. Viggo and Poldo quickly got out of the car, followed by Arlo. Meanwhile, Xavier was still scanning his surroundings, taking in the decrepit state of the place named Celestria. Knock! Knock! Knock! Xavier startled as he heard a knocking sound on the car's glass window right next to him. Arlo was glaring at him, urging him to get out of the car quickly.

he said and sip his drink. "One more"he order the bartender. "Why?"I asks. "Young lady, let stop the conversation"he pay the bartender and walk away and I follow him immediately. "Kelvin"I shouted getting people off my way. "Vendetta"I heard someone call my name and I turn to see Tessa walking my way and Kelvin turn. "Vendetta?, that your name?" "Where is your_"Tessa was interrupted by me. "Let talk later"I shun her off and she stare at Kelvin before walking away.

He says, gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. "You saw?" I didn't think that he saw maybe there were some cameras in there or some shit. "There are cameras; I paid the owner so I could take a peak of what you were doing in there; I don't trust you when it comes to you being around other men." He utters and the memories of me with his father flows back into my mind. Alessandro's focus was on the road not even looking at me one. "You're fucking unbelievable we aren't even married yet and you already think you have some sort of claim over me!" The car was filled with my roars of anger.

The blood moon always does something volatile to a wolf's blood, and the lounge simmered with an aggressive aura of flushed faces and snapping tempers. Just past midnight, Reya intercepted me at the service bar. She placed an amber bottle onto my tray as if it were unexploded ordnance. It was a rare vintage whiskey, housed in a velvet-lined box. "Delivery," Reya commanded, her voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "Third floor. The room at the very end of the hall. Knock twice, set it inside the threshold, and leave. You see nothing." My stomach dropped into a fathomless pit. "I thought the third floor didn't exist."

Caleb and Alistair finish packing up and Caleb locks the house before slipping into the driver’s seat of his sleek grey Lamborghini Aventador Roadster, while Alistair settles beside him like the passenger princess that he is and as Caleb starts the engine, the V12 roars to life. "Alright, let's get going," Caleb says, his eyes scanning the navigation system, and as he inputs the address of his destination into the car’s navigation system, his anticipation builds.

Chapter 71 <><><><> . Alessa’s voice echoed through the empty parking lot, her screams laced with desperation. “Xavier! Stop it! Leave my hand!” But Xavier didn’t so much as flinch. His grip on her wrist was ironclad as he dragged her to his sleek black car. Alessa struggled, planting her feet firmly on the ground, but it was no use. Xavier was stronger, and his determination was unyielding. With a firm shove, he pushed her into the passenger seat. She yelped in protest, scrambling to get out, but before she could make her escape, Xavier climbed into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut.

Xavier hurriedly ran towards her, then said, "Can I have one of the cars before you go crazy with them?" She gestures for him to follow her to the underground parking lot where there are almost 50 cars in total. "Pick the car that you like, and I'll bash the next one beside it," Latton yelled at Xavier. Xavier glanced at the different luxury cars in the parking lot and was thinking of getting a sports car, but when he got in the Mayback Exelero he found it small as he couldn't properly move his legs. After hours of searching, he chose the Phantom Mansory Conquistador, and beside it was another Rolls-Royce Phantom which Latton started hitting with the golf club. Although Xavier is aware of wh

Vevian had suddenly become too strong for him. Alastor watched the slight hesitation on his face and fake courage that he showed and knowing the he was truly just a wimp he shifted into his wolf and jumped over him making Vlad move out of his way and try to kick his back but Alastor had already predicted that attack kicking back his hind legs he made Vlad go crashing into the coffee table, breaking it under his weight.

Alastor wasn’t jealous no sir, not at all, that his mate was closer to the kid than he most likely will ever be– ...wait what. Alastor paused in his mental rant, suddenly realizing something very important before he consciously stopped himself from screaming out loud a particularly nasty curse because (the initials aren't three Vs, after all–it was a W and a V which most likely stands for William Veil) how the fuck didn't he see that one coming? He's supposed to be smarter than that!

Josh really was screwed after this. “Oh, you’re finally awake?” Alaster asked, not much shock present in his voice. He fished out a hand that buried deep in his pocket, reaching to the tangerine left for Alex to eat when he wasn’t being burned by the gaze of a thousand suns. “It was about time really, you’ve caused quite the commotion,” Alaster continued, tossing the fruit, before throwing Xavier a side glance. “I really didn’t expect it really. Who knew you would have caused such a great impact on us?” Alaster kept his breezy tone yet there was a hint of tease in it, his gaze never falling from Xavier. Xavier on the other hand finally shut his eyes getting Alex to breathe.