Velvette X Vox Novels & Stories

How pompous! As we made our way through the showroom, Xavier's arm wrapped around my waist making me feel giddy all of a sudden. My full attention was suddenly drawn to the shining cars on display. I couldn't help but admire the latest model of Bugatti, the Bugatti Chiron Super Sport 300+! It is my dream car, it has everything that I ever needed. It is a hyper car that can accelerate from zero to sixty mph in just three seconds. What's more?! It is equipped with advanced technologies, including a digital instrument cluster, touchscreen infotainment system, and various driver-assistance features. I gushed at the car and I silently made a promise that I would save enough money and come back to

I said all in one breath, too embarrassed to spend another moment with them. …. I made up an excuse to come home earlier than scheduled but there is some truth in my excuse as I did become a little sleepy with all the pampering. However, all my sleep vanished, my eyes popping out of their sockets as we went up the long, curvy driveway, bringing me closer and closer to the gorgeous, shiny Lamborghini Veneno, just like Xander except that this one was white in color compared to his charcoal grey one and it also had a big red velvet bow on it.

John followed his son's car to the hotel. Xavier bought the black Bugatti La Voiture Noire car for his uncle as a wedding gift. Uncle Keith got in the car with his wife, then he followed his brother's car. The Shelton brothers refused to go with their parents. Xavier asked Wayne to drive them to the venue. He told them to choose any car from the showroom. They were over the moon. They chose the luxurious yellow Lamborghini. Mr Taylor Senior's brothers took their wives in a glamorous Rolls Royce Ghost.

she says back without flinching. Max’s hands began shaking, wanting to snap the woman’s neck. In the end, he pushes her back to her seat. The stagecoach shooked as the woman slammed on it. He then moved to the other side of the carriage and returning to his statue-like pose. Though his eyes were closed his breath was already letting out a dark smoke each time he exhaled.

Vy looked between us confused but still, a longing smile evaded her lips. “Be safe” I yelled at them once again. “Yeah” I hear Brit scream back and I saw Lex nudging her which seem to make Brit bright red. “Stop” I hear her say. “We’ll be right behind you dufus,” Lex shouted back which made me give her a mocking look. “Glad to see you’re back to your true form. I said walking away to the expensive ride that waited for me to butt warm. “You know you’re not supposed to do that right” Xavier said buckling his seatbelt.

"This car costs twenty times more than your Honda. Do you really think I'd let you park next to it? Please. This is a—" "Ferrari 488 GBT, V8 engine, 3902 cc displacement, 670 horsepower at 8000 rpm. Goes from 0 to 200 km in 8.3 seconds, and clocks a lap time at Fiorano in one minute, twenty-three seconds," Alexia interrupted, staring him down. Then she looked at the car. "It's nice, but way too flashy. Doesn't suit a magnate. And you? You definitely don't suit it either."

Or… is she with Brian? My fists clenched tight on the wheels, which is why he never came to help me with the car setup. “Lamborghini Aventador SV1,” Knox scoffed. “They tried their best with a glow-up this time.” I turned to see what Brian was talking about, and their red-tinted glasses slid down in a flash. My breath stilled for a second. “Jasper?” Knox was also quiet, like he was trying to figure out his words.

Choosing me. I opened the second, larger box. Inside was the key — and the documents — for a brand new Ferrari Roma Spider. Crimson red, custom interior, delivered this morning. A sleek, powerful machine that reminded me of her: elegant but with fire underneath. Catriona laughed softly when she saw it, a delighted, surprised sound that made my chest tighten. “A sports car?” “You’re going to be one of the most powerful prosecutors in New York,” I said, smiling. “You deserve something fast, beautiful, and entirely yours. Drive it when you need to feel free. When the weight of the job or this life gets too heavy.”

She pointed at another car. " That one's a lamborghini veyron. The one behind it is a rolls royce boat tail and that's a Devel sixteen which I also wouldn't advice you to ever take. The one besides it is a bugatti divo...." Lair went on and on and Estelle was liking every bit of their names even though she couldn't remember any. " These are really great collections, Riv." Estelle giggled, swinging the Alpha's hands to and fro and it made him smile.

"Not you," Maxwell said, cold as ice. He turned to the younger salesman. "I was asking him. Phil, is my car ready?" Vin froze, his smile dying on his face. Phil stood up straighter, a grin breaking out. "It sure is, Mr. Sterling. Follow me." Maxwell followed Phil to the back of the showroom, leaving Vin to stew in his regret. And there it was. A McLaren 720S. Matte black. It was low, wide, and aggressive. It looked like the Batmobile's meaner cousin. Maxwell stopped in front of it. It was beautiful.