Velvette X Carmilla Novels & Stories

Just then, a sleek black car purred to a stop. The valet walked respectfully toward us. "Ladies, your car is ready." Sera nonchalantly tossed me a key fob, a silver crescent moon gleaming against the black casing. "Your keys, partner." I pressed a button. A graphite-grey Maserati Ghibli purred to life. "Ms. Martinez, your car." Isabella's jaw dropped. "Is… is that a limited edition?" "That's right. Only fifty in the world," Sera said with a lazy smile.

He called, and motioned me to the car. A large smile crossed my face, and I ran over to Xavier's car. I was always excited to get a chance to ride with him. For his sixteenth birthday, his parents took him to a car dealership, and allowed him to pick out any car he wanted. Xavier was a car fanatic, so instead of just picking a car off the lot, he had one custom ordered. He had fallen in love with the Ford GT. It was a sleek matte black car, with silver racing stripes. He told me that he chose the launch control interior because of me. My favourite colour was orange, so he chose to have orange added to his car.

I asked with a flinch. "Oh, you're quite popular around here…" "Huh…?" I rushed to the window parting the curtains a bit to reveal a 1958 Ferrari 250 GT LWB Cal Spyder parked on the road with one side of the tyres stooping at the side walk. His headlights flickered. "Shit" I growled. "I have just one question for you, Camila" "And I just have one answer for you… fuck you!" I abruptly ended the call and threw it out of the window.

That must be her name, Xandra Kallan. Beautiful. In the parking lot, I pointed the alarm button at the row of cars in front of me. The menacing headlights of a black, supercharged Chevelle lit up. A beast on wheels. Liam, you have badass taste! The interior of the Chevelle was flawless—right down to custom-made sport bucket seats. The center console housed a touch-screen navigation and media system, adding sugar to the pot as I entered Fuck, yeah! When I was done admiring the car, I searched for my registration in the glove compartment.

The vintage cars parked up in one corner of the huge forecourt. She walked over, her pulse quickening at seeing one in particular.She walked around it and touched it reverently. "It's a 1951 Bugatti" Amanda jumped minutely.How did Xavier do that?Creep up on her when he was such a big man?She looked at him warily and took in properly that he was dressed in jeans and a casual shirt.Her pulse sped up, and it had nothing to do with the car this time.She looked away, willing down the heat that threatened upwards.

“I am so sorry, Selena.” “It is all right. Let us get this operation going.” Selena stepped in front of her friends as they approached the entrance, but they quickly turned around when they heard the roar of a passing car. As they watched the car pull into a parking spot, the three of them roared. “Who is this?” “I have never seen that car before at school.” “Wow. Bugatti Veyron 16.4 Super Sport. One of the fastest vehicles.” Dalett stated. Because her uncle owns a car business, she is familiar with automobiles. “Let us find out who that is.”

"Look at it closely." Valerie bent over and looked at it. "Oh okay, so there's a 'V' on top and a 'W' at the bottom. Is that supposed to mean something?" Julian asked in exasperation, "Do you not know what car this is?" Valerie nodded. "I see lots of people driving this around. It probably isn't that expensive." "Remember this, Valerie. This is a Volkswagen Phaeton." Valerie nodded. "Is this more expensive than my husband's Black Badge?"

I followed Xavier out the club. I stopped short when we reached outside. I was looking at a 2015 Porsche 918 Spyder in silver. "No way." I exclaimed "We're riding in that?!" "Yep." Xavier said laughing at me shock "Like it Cinderella?" "I love it." I laughed "Is that Chrissy's." "No it's mine." Xavier said leaning on the expensive car "Wow." I said dropping my jaw Xavier laughed. "I'm a billionaire so I have all the cars I want." he said then opened the door on the passenger side for me "Shall we go Nobildonna?"

he said softly, his eyes never leaving her. Celia let out an overwhelmed chuckle, wiping at her damp cheeks with both hands. “I don’t even know car names and now I have one?” Viktor, who had been standing nearby with his arms crossed and a smirk tugging at his lips, stepped in casually. “You’ve got yourself a 2025 Range Rover Evoque Autobiography. Sleek, powerful, and elegant. “ She looked between them, stunned. “I don’t even know what to say.”

Scarlett’s POV I was already getting fed up. Sweat beaded at my temples, the sun blazing mercilessly over my head. I pulled out my phone, ready to call Davis and throw a fit, when the hum of a luxury engine drew my attention. A sleek Bentley Mulsanne cruised to a stop in front of me. I paused, squinting at the car. A Bentley Mulsanne. Rare. Discontinued. Half a million, easy. Only a handful existed in the city.