Vox X Velvet Novels & Stories

he said softly, his eyes never leaving her. Celia let out an overwhelmed chuckle, wiping at her damp cheeks with both hands. “I don’t even know car names and now I have one?” Viktor, who had been standing nearby with his arms crossed and a smirk tugging at his lips, stepped in casually. “You’ve got yourself a 2025 Range Rover Evoque Autobiography. Sleek, powerful, and elegant. “ She looked between them, stunned. “I don’t even know what to say.”

The car stopped in front of the villa, punctual as everything Axel organized. I stepped out, smoothing my light blue dress. When I looked up, he was already standing in the doorway. He wore an unbuttoned white shirt and black trousers that fell loosely over his frame. As I approached, he said nothing. He studied me—every step, every breath. Only when I was a few meters away did he step aside. "Axel." "You're wearing the blue dress." His voice was low, controlled.

She stares out of the window, watching the streets grow nicer, taller, shinier as they climb. “So he’s heard of me,” she says, trying for casual. “Babe,” Sofia says, “he probably knows your national insurance number.” The lift opens straight into the penthouse. Glass is the first thing Layla notices—walls of it, wrapping around a living room that overlooks the city like it’s something to be surveyed rather than lived in. It smells faintly of expensive perfume and something darker underneath: leather, wood polish, a hint of smoke.

Finally, they arrived at their floor and the doors opened. They walked the short corridor to their respective doors. Vespera had reached her door but then she stopped and turned. Ezekiel had his key card out but noticing that the figure wasn't moving, he looked at her. "Is everything alright?" were his first words to her for the evening. Vespera smiled and walked back to meet him. "Yes, everything is alright. There is an industry event happening on Friday." She informed him. "The Vine Entertainment showcase. I have two seats."

Dimitri suddenly burst out laughing as if a thought suddenly popped into his head, and I all but prayed he would keep it to himself. “Grayson will accompany the two of you.” I rolled my eyes and walked out, closing the door shut behind me. Walking downstairs once again I met Violet, and together we made our way toward the garage, apparently, her car was a dream coming true. “Say hello to my brand new baby! I just bought it three days ago.” She squealed grinning from ear to ear. My drool was almost framing out a damn pool. She had a red BMW i8. “My last one got crushed when that psycho kidnapped me; I had a serie 4. So I thought I would buy a new one with an upgrade!” She added with a dreamin

He paused, looking from his documents to us with a smile. "Are you sure?" He asked with a lop sided smirk. "An Aston Martin Valkyrie. This rare beauty uses its side mounted ca—" My eyes fazed out in excitement as i smiled at Jade. This was the life i wanted. And in that moment the luxury was nice. It felt unrealistic. And extravagant. But i thought i was finally living, finally grasping the world. Life. But alas— To be continued...

Once their cars drove in through the huge black gate, Violet glanced through the tinted glass window of her rear seat and her jaws dropped in amazement, shock, surprise, what was it that she could give as a name to her present state? Her jaw and mouth were dropped in awe. ‘Is this a house?’ Her subconscious mind asked.

"Look at it closely." Valerie bent over and looked at it. "Oh okay, so there's a 'V' on top and a 'W' at the bottom. Is that supposed to mean something?" Julian asked in exasperation, "Do you not know what car this is?" Valerie nodded. "I see lots of people driving this around. It probably isn't that expensive." "Remember this, Valerie. This is a Volkswagen Phaeton." Valerie nodded. "Is this more expensive than my husband's Black Badge?"

Charles rolls his eyes and walks into the kitchen, “You’re an asshole,” “Bye Xander,” Damien says with a laugh. I leave the house and go down to the lobby where I know X is waiting for me with my car for the night, I greet my Westhuizen and I step outside the building, X is standing outside the car with a gift bag in his hand. “X,” I greet. “Good evening sir, you are looking sharp and ready,” he smiles, “I got the finest wine I could find and picked out the Rover SUV, matte black, of course.”

The man in the backseat chuckled. The car door opened on Raven’s side, and Vixen slid into his lap. “F-k,” he groaned as her purple hair fell over his face and his hands closed on that fabulous arse. Her gorgeous mouth found his, her tongue swiping against his lips, so that he opened for her, and then snaking in to tease his in a proxy of sex.