Alpha Limousine Novels & Stories

However, it was the night before New Year's Eve, and none of them were willing to stop for her. The black limousine pulled over next to her, and the window was lowered, revealing Julian's dashing face. "I'll give you a ride. It's on the way." Alicia felt a surge of joy in her chest and bit her lips. "I appreciate it." After she got into the car, she sat timidly across from him and didn't say anything the whole time. He also acted as if he were trying to avoid suspicion. The black limousine tore through the streets, looking luxurious and dazzling.

It is a large luxurious chauffeur-driven sedan that has a glass partition separating the driver’s seat from the passenger compartment. Inside the limo, there are super comfortable seats which were laid out in a bench-like manner. It has sitting capacity of 8-18 people so tall men like Cassius and Zion have enough legroom to stretch out as much as they like. Next, it also has an aux input where they can enjoy the ride with their favorite music. The stereo systems of a limo have amazing equalizers, amplifiers, and speakers that strategically fitted around the vehicle and distribute sound evenly so everyone gets to enjoy the music being played regardless of the spot they are seated; whether the

"You too, however, you need to let me up. We are in the hallway. This is embarrassing for both of us" Alpha Alex sighed. He pulled her back to stand and then gestured her to follow him. "The limousine awaits us" He helped her down the stairs and carried her when he felt she would trip. Amelia in his arms felt delighted. "You are happy" She laughed. She was. Inside of the limousine, drinks and snacks were served to her. Amelia had never been inside of a limousine and so the experience was wonderful. "How about some whiskey chocolates? It's chocolate coated sweets with a little bit of alcohol inside of them, would you like to try?"

She looked around, trying to determine her location, but she had no idea. The driver promptly exited the car to open the door for Alejandro, who gracefully emerged, radiating an aura of royal authority. Meanwhile, Marisa remained seated inside the vehicle, observing her surroundings. It wasn't long before the car door swung open, and two of Alejandro's men approached her, lifting her from the car with a gentle yet firm touch, following Alejandro's prior command. Her gaze was drawn to the imposing building before her, a grand hotel named "ALEN GAMBINO." This establishment was, unmistakably, under Alejandro's ownership.

"We need to move. Serena's graduation starts in an hour, and we have to get good seats. Blake’s parents are saving us a row, but we still need to get there in time." "The limousine is waiting out front," Alexander announced, checking his watch. "Christian, secure the perimeter. Damien, put my daughter down before you drop her." "I have excellent hand-eye coordination!" Damien protested, but he set Aria down anyway. We filtered out of the house, a massive, noisy, beautiful parade. The limousine waiting in the circular driveway wasn't a standard stretch; it was a custom, armored Mercedes Sprinter van that looked like a private jet on the inside. Alexander didn't do normal.

" I let out before walking to the door. but I could've sworn he said I had a nice ass. We reached to the out and I saw a limousine was parked in front the villa and it was The Corvette limousine. And I was shocked to see its length of 7-meters. As the chauffeur see us he open the car door and bowed down in respect, Timothy hold my hand and made me sit into the limo and my sparkled, looking at the interior of this car. The interior is exquisitely elegant and modern in its combination of wood and leather. In addition to that, they are equipped with massage, as well as active ventilation. Lightning in the back compartment and he electric roller blinds are set for protection and privacy in the b

"Yes, Alpha Carlyle actually bases his businesses out of Portland, so he has quite an office building here and is usually here most days of the week...so yes, there are Epsilon Guardian ranked wolves here at all times." Kahlia huffed. "Very well." "Good, let's get going then." Louise escorted them out of the airport and to a luxury Mercedes Sprinter Van. "This will be our transport for your stay. It seats eight comfortably in the back with luggage in the backhatch compartment." She pressed a button on the remote and the side door slid open along with the back hatch lifting to show a large storage space. Tama and Valia set about loading and stacking the bags as the girls all climbed inside.

"For my own safety, I think I'd better just catch a taxi home." Liam's fingers wrapped around her wrist, his touch sending that familiar electricity through her skin. Instead of leading her through the main entrance, he guided her toward a private exit. When they reached his sleek black Audi, he simply opened the passenger door and said, "Get in." Once inside the car, Allison turned toward him, studying his chiseled profile illuminated by the dim parking garage lights. "Thank you for what you did back there." Liam started the engine, the powerful rumble matching his dominant presence as he smoothly navigated out of the underground parking. "No one dares to challenge me," he replied, his voic

Daniel asked, his mouth fell open in disbelief as he looked at me and I nodded in affirmation. “Looks like they are here already as planned” Alpha Cole said, his lips curled into a mischievous smile. “We are here already” Alpha Cole revealed as he walked away. Daniel and I exchanged glances as we immediately followed Alpha Cole. We all got out of the train, a man hurriedly walked towards us gesturing us to a different car. One was a limousine and the other two were Bugatti Centodieci and Lamborghini Veneno. “You guys should take the limo, I and my crew will take the other cars,” Alpha Cole said and walked to the Bugatti Centodieci while we entered the limousine.

“You sound like you’re accusing your Alpha of gossip.” He snorted. “If you were gossiping, this pack would already be dead.” That got me to face him. His eyes were sharp, searching, the same eyes that had watched my back in blood and fire. “How do you know?” “You forget I still have friends who don’t report everything straight to you,” he said. “Retired shaman. Lives off-grid. Likes his privacy. Funny choice for a midnight ride.” I exhaled slowly, counting the beats of my heart, the way Corvin had taught me years ago when rage threatened to take the wheel. “I’m gathering information.”