Vox X Velvet Novels & Stories

I snapped. Xves raised a brow beside me, amused by the exchange. Aleksander sighed dramatically on the other end. “Fine, fine. I’m at the Velvet Lounge. Come find me before I get bored.” The line clicked dead. I shoved my phone into my bag and leaned back, sighing. “He’s at belvet Lounge.” Xves’s eyes flicked toward me. “Of course he is.” “You know the place?” He nodded once. “Too loud. Too many idiots.”

he shouts. “I don’t care,” I say, stepping closer, my voice low and cold. “Now get out, and don’t let me see your face again.” He glances at Helena, clearly intimidated, and nods quickly. “Fine, just don’t cross paths with me again!” He storms out of the store, fuming. Helena and I exchange a look before bursting into laughter. That whole scene is absurd. Finally, we turn to get my car—a sleek, metallic Tesla with an elegant, futuristic design. Its exterior is smooth and streamlined, painted in a rich, deep blue that shimmers under the store lights. I run my hand along the side, feeling the cool metal beneath my fingers.

“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.”

Stanley Batton asked while affectionately wrapping his arm around her shoulder. “It starts at seven o’clock in the evening next Saturday,” Xyla replied. “Alright,” Stanley said softly. Xyla didn’t speak any further. Instead, she silently looked at TikTok’s feed… As soon as she opened TikTok, the first video she saw was a black Rolls-Royce limousine driving down the road with over a dozen Mercedes-Benz Cayenne cars behind it… Those Mercedes-Benz cars looked like theirs, as did the Rolls-Royce limousine.

Rodney warned handing over her passport to her which she collected thanking him profusely. Violet collected the passport from his hands , she hopes no one saw the photograph else the secret is out and Sloan would come for her and her family . She thanked him , walked to the garage , Jones the new driver was waiting for her standing by the Bugatti Veyron, it was white in color and Violet couldn't wait to see how it looked though she covered up her anxiousness with a straight face . “ you don't have to keep such a straight face Nessa ” Rodney said behind , his hot breathe fanning her neck .

Xavier said as he stepped on the brake pedal and stopped in front of the main lobby of the Deverell Apparel building. Karina unfastened her seatbelt and looked at Xavier. "Thank you for giving me a ride. I'll let you know if we can have dinner together tonight." "Alright, Manager!" Xavier said and laughed. Karina chuckled at her new nickname and got out of the car, watching Xavier's car leave the lobby area. After Xavier's departure, Karina's eyes were drawn to a familiar car, Viggo's black 911 Targa 4S, parked in the executive parking area.

Tyler said. "Hop in," Tyler said and Valerie entered into the car and so did Tyler and they drove off to a car dealership to get a car. Tyler bought a white Bugatti Dovo for Valerie and even the plate number wasn't even on it yet. "This is very expensive," Valerie said. "Oh please. All my birthdays I've been gifted with pure gold necklaces and earrings that cost more than this limited car and yet I've only given you bags and shoes that are not even half the price of this car," Tyler said.

"Oh my...they are putting on the same dress." "It's the same design." "Alexa clearly said the design was not out yet." "Whew. Does that now mean one of them is the theif?" "Oh my Gosh," Alexandra started as she stared at Stella, "You are putting on the same design as I am, the same colour too." "Where did you get that design from?" Stella screamed and Alexa pursed her lips. "My company created it, it's our special. Velvet Vixen." She smiled and Stella bit her lips tightly as she stared at Alexa, hate dripping from her gaze. She should have listened to her father and not come for this damned meeting.

I hear a little tap, and then a click, and as the car vibrates, I put together that he put on a CD. Chromatic's Touch Red plays. The familiar piece fills the car, the almost-haunting instrumentals bouncing off the windows and into my ears. "When you can't see, first, you listen." Alex leans over and whispers. I sit, lips parted, taking in the way the vibrations make the hair on my skin stand. "It was the day you pushed past the front doors, trekked up over twenty steps into my office," he spoke. The stereo still plays, and so I lean into his voice as best as I can.

VIOLET I’m not surprised that Vincent is grumpy first thing in the morning. As soon as I get in the car, I can already tell that this isn’t going to be a fun ride; not unless I take matters into my own hands. And I do intend to. Willow’s convertible sits idle in the parking lot. The car we take is a coupe. It’s got tinted glasses and an interior that smells brand new. Everything about Willow’s new life smells brand new.