Romans & histoires Vox X Val

xoxo -VG’ Soon the comments section buzzed with excitement. “Nice fireworks display” first comment. “Wow. The background was so romantic. I wish I was there with you my idol @SimpleValG” second comment. “Ms. Amanda is so pretty. Who’s the lucky guy?” third comment. The comments kept on coming and since Amanda was tagged, her phone kept on buzzing with notifications. “What have you done Val?” she sounded annoyed. Valerie knows she doesn’t like attention and this is her one way of annoying her.

Xavier said, shaking his head as I gave Ryan a hesitant nod. He stepped closer, tugging down the neckline of my dress just enough to see the mark clearly. I stiffened slightly at the closeness. It felt strange being this near to another vampire. Then the front door creaked open. Ryan froze, his hand dropping from my neck like he’d touched fire. We both turned. Valerian stood in the doorway, cold eyes locked on Ryan as he strode toward us with silent menace. “Daft,” Xavier muttered under his breath.

“Keep riding. Enjoy this. You don’t have to spend the whole night waiting for me to come home. I want you to have this, too.” “But I'm still coming home. I love you so much, Zora” “You fucking better,” she demanded. Val’s laugh echoed through the phone, genuine, unguarded, and full of life. There was no hesitation in it, no attempt to hide how much her demand delighted him. “You’re something else,” he murmured as his laughter died. Storm carried her through the darkness, his hooves steady against the ground. “Twenty hours,” Val said, his voice thick with promise. “Maybe less if I push it.”

Gab continued. “Eighty million dollars,” Val blurted out. Gab looked at her, a stunned expression on his face as he brought out his phone and googled the price of the yacht. They were still walking when Valerie felt a presence around, like someone was watching her. She turned around for the hundredth time, but as usual, there was no one there. Just her imagination. “You were very close," Gabriel said as he looked up from his screen. "It's actually seventy-five million,” he announced, bringing her attention back to him.

"He has no power grid, no dreadnoughts, and no synthetic army. His lords are likely fighting among themselves for scraps of resources. He will not march on the ice again in our lifetime." "I still think we should have dropped him down the elevator shaft," Jinx muttered, though there was no real venom in her voice anymore. A loud, joyous shriek echoed from the courtyard below the terrace. Valen was running full speed across the cobblestones. He was six years old now, and he was growing incredibly fast. He wore a thick leather tunic and heavy boots, his dark hair flying wildly behind him. He was being chased by three massive, incredibly fluffy wolf pups.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

“Mummy, he made the water jump.” I nodded absently, clunching him tighter than I probably should’ve, trying to make sure he was okay. He was, but I definitely was not. From the look of this man’s eyes and the wide dark smirk across his face it was clear. Xavier knows I saw them last night. But before I could utter a word or find an excuse to run and hide, he spoke, his voice bitter… “How much did you see, Val ?”

Lord Xander picked up his glass of wine and drank from it then placed it back on the table . " I understand now , Raphael here used his spell to transport you to this place " Lord Xander sat up straight and raised his eye brows at her . " No my lady ,Pure blooded vampire have the ability to transport themselves to anywhere they want to be " " Wait you are saying .....that you are a.. VAMPIRE .." " Exactly " Valerie turned to look at me but I pretended that I didn't see her , I cleared my throat and decided to speak . ' Lord Xander ,I call you here because of something important "

Seven years later…… Valery and her daughter, Valencia, had been visiting the Taylor mansion every weekend. Caroline indicated to her son that she would love to have Valencia as a daughter-in-law until Xavier gave in. Caroline was over the moon, but Grandpa Taylor was fuming, he felt that the Moore family was greedy. On Saturday, the weather was so cold, and it was snowing. Butler Oswald told Xavier that Miss Moore was in the living room. Xavier and Valencia started dating six months ago when Valencia turned eighteen years old. Xavier was surprised to hear that because he had told her that he was inundated with work.