Vox X Valentino Novels & Stories

"Cara mia, you're doing everything." He circled her slowly, studying the gown from every angle before shaking his head in disbelief. "No..." He pointed at her tiny waist. "You are not a model." He smiled broadly. "You are more…you embody Venere tascabile." The entire team laughed. Valentina hid her blushing face behind both hands. "Oh goodness..." "I mean it," Matteo insisted. "You in that dress, it’s like a love letter on your body.” She blushed even harder.

won't he scoffs ' fine then' I say. I wrap my right arm to his neck in a tight neck hold causing both of us to fall on the ground, I punch his stomach from the side he lets go of me and I quickly roll away from him to get up he grabs my shoulder trying to pull me back I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder towards the ground and I go on top of him 'don't under estimate the power of THE Venom Vixen sweet heart' I say, I get off of him and put my hand out to help him get up. We continue walking and we get to JC's car. He droves off and we head towards Saratoga which was about a 45 minute drive 'so you really aren't going to tell me where we are going?' I ask 'you'll see when we get ther

“ Cough……Cough…….Why are you mentioning him ? “ asked Antonio startled . “ So it is a bout him . I love how easily you give yourself off . “ said Valeria smiling . Alex looked at Antonio’s embarrassed expression and thought of teasing him a little , also getting some juicy gossip out of him . “ Yeah ! You two seem pretty weird . He gave you an expensive , exclusive car for your birthday . I don’t think Damian Wright would be generous enough to gift you an expensive car like that if you two hadn’t gotten anything going on . We already know your biggest secret . If you have anything going on with Damian , we should be the ones to know first . Don’t you think so ? “ said Alex . “ He was so ama

"Miss! We're late. Please forgive us!" The man in the lead lifted me into his arms, his eyes reddened. He immediately ordered the nurse to press the elevator, heading straight for the ambulance. A few foolish bodyguards tried to block the way, shouting, "This is the Valentino family's private hospital—you dare—" Before they could finish, they were slammed to the ground. "The Valentino family? It won't exist much longer." Within seconds, I was lying inside a custom luxury ambulance. The vehicle was fully equipped, and the medical team was ready.

Valentine drives, his hands steady on the wheel, his gaze fixed straight ahead. There’s something almost too controlled about him tonight. His expression is unreadable, his body wound tight. Achilles, of course, can’t stand the silence. “I feel like I’m in a vampire edition of a road trip movie,” he says, slouching in the backseat. “Except there’s no music, no snacks, and the driver looks like he’s planning a murder.” Valentine exhales slowly. “I am planning a murder.” Achilles whistles. “Oof. That’s ominous.”

“Stop exaggerating Lance, seven days isn't a lot. I'm just going to catch up with my friend and have a little fun, you can also have some fun while you're here.” “I still don't get why I can't join you.” Violet sighed, resisting the urge to yell at him to stop being clingy. “Look Lance, I'll be back before you know it so..” Lance threw his arms around Violet, hugging her tightly. “Please come back quickly.” Violet froze. She hugged him back hesitantly. “I love you, Xenia.” Right. He recognized her as Xenia. Violet pulled away from the hug and walked out the door and out of the inn.

He blabbered like a mad man but the officer’s next words made him fall on his knees. " I am sorry Mr. Valentino but this is true. Xavier Valentino is no more.” Sometimes things just don’t go the way we plan. ____________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Don’t forget to like and comment. Don’t forget to follow me here and on I*******m you can simply search marwians. I purple you.

CHAPTER 1: NO-SAFEWORD CONTRACT VALENTINA’S POV I’m Valentina Voss. Yes, that Voss, the one who buys companies for breakfast and fires CEOs before lunch. At twenty-eight, I own boardrooms. I silence men twice my age with a single arched brow. I have a net worth that could fund a small war. My life is armor: tailored suits that hug my curves, Louboutins sharp enough to draw blood, and a reputation so icy it could freeze hell.

"Yeah , me and my family always gather together at Christmas" "Oh that's nice.. I'll see you next year then" He patted my head and suddenly this question came out from my mind "Harry.. can I ask you something?" "Yeah? Anything" "Why do you call me Val not Valentine?" I asked and he laughed "Valentine is mouthful , Val is shorter" Joey said that my name is beautiful.. "Oh okay" "Why ask that kind of question? Aren't you used to being called Val?" He asked and I shook my head "Just asking.. my head is weird after exams" I said

•CAMILLA• ‘Valentino’s dead?’ I shook my head, scoffed in disbelief, grabbed my cell phone, and scrolled through the internet; it was filled with RIPs on Valentino’s social media, nearly stopping my heart. “It must be a coincidence. I don’t think Santino’s responsible. He’s not a murderer. He wouldn’t have done it, not over a pink Maserati,” I muttered under my breath as I turned off the TV and went to the bathroom.