Class Of The Elite Novels & Stories

That night she was going to nail it and that one was going to be the beginning of her revenge. Maria Feranda started dressing her body with the dress. Without realizing that room was barely visited to clean it up, a little insect that was there to show her her own luck, walked to Fernanda’s bearfoot. And surely, she wasn’t ever going to see what was coming when the alacran’s pincers stung in her feet. A man, around his 30’, tan skin, well dressed, wearing a designer suit, perfect beard that looked really good in him, his green eyes and the perfect high for someone that gave off power. Elijah, the most powerful CEO on the Europe continent had arrived.

I only continued staring at her,reeling in all what she had done to me for the past three years. "So this is what you do all day?Spend Tristan's money lavishly?You have been ignoring my texts but you had the guts to come to this place to shop?" I knew why she was so upset seeing me here. My departmental store was considered as a store for the elites because the elites loves getting products in limited edition. Hence,most of the people who shop here were from the upper class.Celia had always seen me as a pauper and gold digger and that is why she feels that I'm not supposed to be here.

--- After a steamy hot session, the two went back to the cabin, and got overwhelm upon opening the door, to see HiVi bathing in blood. The Common Omega took a step back, daring not to see nor enter the room, he instantly paled at the gruesome sight. “That was HiVi one of the top elite prostitutes, ” he said, gasping in disbelief. Yesterday when he saw HiVi's beauty, he was speechless, it's his first time to see a top elite in flesh because elite are not allowed on their premises. Elites are raised cattle and can't be mixed with them, who only work for a couple of days and be gone.

He walked in their direction and Mariko followed her silently. John, Marcus’ cousin, noticed them. He announced their arrival to the rest of their friends. Christian and Lucas turned their heads in the direction of Marcus. They saw Marcus waving at them. So, they smiled, but they frown when they noticed the woman following him behind. Christian, Lucas, John, and Marcus were members of the Elites. They were the sons of the top four wealthiest families in their country. They became friends thru their fathers who were on board of the directors of the Elite motors, owned by Ethan Reed.

He stared at me for a moment and I could see the reluctance in his eyes to speak at my sudden interest in the topic, he expected me to argue with him as he seemed to enjoy toying with my emotions. "The Elite, it is a .....". "I know what the event is about," I interrupted him. The Elite was a program held once in a year for top people in the society from the entertainment industry, business tycoons and even politicians, you were only allowed the honours of gracing the events if you got an invitation card and for those who could join, they were opportuned to watch it live on the television or their mobile devices. It was a very popular event in the country due to the numerous influential peop

I corrected softly. Seraphine shot us both a look. “Save the vows. We’ve got movement.” The screens lit up again, feeds snapping into place one by one. Grainy footage showed black-clad figures moving through corridors with terrifying precision. No wasted motion. No panic. They flowed around obstacles like water, splitting, reforming, cutting through resistance without slowing. Elite didn’t even begin to cover it. “They’re not firing indiscriminately,” Collins said, voice tight. “They’re clearing paths.”

Before we went for our college entrance exam, Flora Reid snuck a mini walkie-talkie into Theo Anderson’s bag. In the past, I had quickly rushed over to warn Theo about it. I reported it to the teachers too. Flora was banned from the examinations due to suspected cheating, and she was brought to the police station. Theo was very grateful toward me for saving him. Hence, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I thought the feeling had been mutual. On the day we filled out our college applications, he switched my Ivy League college to a regular community college. “You ruined Flora’s life, so I’m ruining your future. Do you really think you deserve to go to an Ivy League? “You should spe

"I'm talking about Diana. She's the queen bee. She's his fiancée." I stiffened, my stomach churning with unease. This wasn't good. "By the way, Stefan is different from every other elite. He's literally the king of all elites. He's from the lineage of the creators of this academy. They call him the premiere elite," she added. It made sense now—the way he carried himself, the effortless authority in his presence. He never tried to command a room. He just did. "I'm aware of the first and second tiers. But is there a third?" I asked.

"What? He was driving a G-Class!?" Chloe wasn't the least bit surprised by the fact that he owned a Mercedes-Benz G-Class. It was only normal for a person who could open a Supreme Card account at Goldguard to drive a G-Class. She was afraid that because of this Carrie would find out that Logan was in fact a super wealthy heir!

Kaitlyn was not sold to the idea of self-sufficiency. "The agents are divided into two categories the elite and the newbies., The elite are the ones who's like you an expert, while the newbies are as the description suggest their experience are lighter that's why they are given lighter assignment. The elites are considered partners in the agency and they pool in their money and time to solve high profile cases with the help of some of our allies in the service."