Velvette X Vox Novels & Stories

The hood has the same emblem as Vincent's personal car. "Yeah, the DBX." "Oh, nice," I say pretending that means anything to me. It's like a sports car and an SUV had a baby. Taller than Vincent's short vehicle, it has the swoops of a sports car, but the overall frame design of an SUV. It's cute and yet almost ugly at the same time. But the new paint job sparkles in the sunlight even in the parking garage and I move my head to catch the rays at different angles. "It's yours," Vincent says, standing beside me and moving my shoulders so I'm forced to turn away from the pretty.

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

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.

Dante said, pulling me closer as another VIP, a French banker, approached too eagerly, his gaze on my legs. Dante’s hand firmed on my waist, steering us subtly. “Monsieur Duval, the Audi A8 Security: 4.0L twin-turbo V8, 563 hp, VR10 armor, stops explosives. Interested?” Duval nodded, but his eyes wandered. “Very. And Señora Lucchese, your insights?” Before I could speak, Dante tugged me against his chest. “She agrees. Now, if you’ll excuse us…”

"This car is the Pommel Fire, the first in its series. We're making it so fast, so powerful, that the body can't be that simple without reducing those two factors. It's so strong it can go through a brick wall, and it's completely waterproof. It may not be our most beautiful car, but it's certainly the most powerful-" "I'll pay you double the price," Xavier interrupts, "right now, if you'll let me drive it out of here right now. We are in a hurry." "Double?!" he says alarmed, "but sir, this car is worth-" Xavier hands him a debit card. "Now. Hurry up." He seems to be annoyed by the man and his surprised attitude. The man gives Xavier another surprised look, then backs into an office. We wait

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?"

she asked smiling up at me and my throat tightened "I'm sorry for the way I've been lately but ever since I found out you ar-" Cutting me off her phone rings and she apologizes taking it out of her purse "It's Xavier" She awkwardly smiles and I nod. She places her phone by her ear "What like right now" she smiles looking around. Her eyes land on a black Maserati and she drops the call placing her phone back in her purse "Tsvetok hop in," Xavier says as he rolls the windows down

he pointed at a car in the centre of the room. "It's a Bugatti la Noire most expensive currently here. This is a modern interpretation of Jean Bugatti's personal Type 57 SC Atlantic. The La Noire is a one-off supercar, meaning only one of these has ever been made. The La Voiture Noire is equipped with the same 8.0 Litre W16 engine from the Chiron, producing 1500 bhp of power and 16000 Newton-meters of torque. The La Voiture Noire also comes with special wheels, six exhaust tips and a huge light-up badge on the back that says “Bugatti"." Rita explained about the car in one go but Patrick didn't hear her completely because he likes cars the most from the age of 13 he bought every sports car he

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.

They’d boast about it for the rest of their lives! Stanley quickly turned on the car engine. He then stepped on the gas pedal and charged into the heavy traffic. When fans saw the cool Bugatti Veyron, they all raised their cameras and phones before starting to take pictures wildly. *** On the passenger’s seat, Xyla slowly took her phone out of her silver Hermes purse. She didn’t look at her phone right away. Instead, she shifted her gaze to the fans outside. The magnificent view of the crowd still left her stunned until now.