Elite Four Black Novels & Stories

"It's the black panther" "What is this doing here in the university? A professor bought it? Or a student?" "It's so fucking perfect...I will just die dreaming of this car" "Maybe it belongs to the ice prince, it's his brother's company right?" "The ice prince only like white" "Speaking of the ice prince, it's all over social media that he arrived with the engineering head hazer this morning" "Are they friends?" "I don't know, maybe..." All the murmurs are heard by Blaze, Paul, and Kit while they are also staring at the magnificent beauty of the black panther, parked beside Blaze's vehicle.

Tactical silk woven with concealment glyphs. The third and fourth vehicles had mounted shields on the rear. Not visible to humans, but glowing to me. Arcane rune locks. Emergency realm gates etched into the undercarriage. That level of magic wasn’t street legal even in the vampire world. And still... she had it here. The final car—her ride—was blacker than shadow. Sleek. Sculpted. Marked only with a single Eastern crest. The door opened. Selene stepped inside. And just like that, they were gone.

Eva nodded with understanding. “All right. I will try my best” I lied with a bright smile and my brother chuckled. After I was done with everyone, I left the house with Layla. I was beyond taken aback to see a Black Mercedes MayBach in the yard. I was standing there, staring at it like I was staring at my mate. “Get in” Layla opened the door for me. “You are so sweet” I said and hopped inside the car. The interior was made up of black leather giving it more luxurious feeling.

"Move along. You’re blocking the path for the VIPs." "This is an outrage!" Julian hissed, his face flushing a deep, angry red. "I am a Tier-1 partner! I demand to see the organizer!" Just then, the heavy oak doors of the ballroom swung open. The chatter inside died down to a dull hum, then a deafening silence. A motorcade was visible through the glass entrance, but these weren't standard limousines. They were the Everett Black-Series—vehicles that weren't sold to the public, only assigned to the Syndicate's inner circle.

eleDATE" - catchy rite? But the gist is that I will ride the elevator each morning from top to bottom, and I gotta ryde it with a man from the office 🙃. I will blinfold so that I won't know who it is 🫣🤫. Then, I will choose to go on another ridee with them or send them home. Well not home but ya kno. It's like workplace speed dating. Anywhooo I'm not sure I explain correctly right now but I tell you more in person. Can't wait to strt. Okay bye. -Kyla Adams "What. The. Fuck," I said the second I finished reading. "Is it bad?" Cole asked, sitting beside me on my bed. "Yes it's bad! What were we thinking!? I don't want to date the men in the office! And I certainly don't want to do it blindf

It was the day of the grand party, the night meant to strengthen their bond with the vampires and understand their ways. She had always heard that vampires were rich, but the tales often spoke of their deep-rooted traditions, their reluctance to embrace modern life. Yet, the scene before her shattered those assumptions. The car parked a few feet away from her was none other than the latest Tesla Model S, the newest of its kind. An electric masterpiece, one that even Lucas, the Alpha of their pack, could not afford. And this stunning vehicle was not alone. It was escorted by more than twenty other cars, a seemingly endless convoy of sheer opulence. SUVs, limousines, Mercedes-Benz models—each

He ran his hand excitedly over his hair, which he was once sure would have already thinned out since he started working with Ronan. ~~~~~ Eileen waited fruitlessly for Ciara and her call. She waited and waited until she was tired of waiting, and that was when he spotted the black Tesla. It was black, just the colors she liked her cars to be. He had always wanted a Tesla, but couldn't afford one, neither could Simon. So she simply had to give up her dreams of having one.

“No, it doesn’t seem to be a Lamborghini. Maserati... Porsche... Ferrari... Oh, God. I can’t remember it!” At this time, Estelle asked softly, “Is it a Maybach?” “Yes, it’s Maybach!” Rebecca patted her forehead and said excitedly. “Estelle, how did you know that? You didn’t watch the video just now, did you?” “Is the Maybach in the video black?” “Yes, it’s black!” Estelle thought helplessly, ‘I indeed didn’t watch the video. But just now, I saw the black Maybach with my own eyes. It is Justin’s car.’

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

His eyes roaming my body from head to toe and I just stood there, staring awkwardly at his dark leathered shoes. I took a quick glance of him. Drop dead gorgeous would be an understatement, his emerald green eyes we're a vibrant colour, his jet black hair was styled to the back with some strands framing his perfectly sculpted face. The thing fabric of his white T-shirt showed the definition of his masculine build, his muscly chest, his broad shoulders, big biceps and small torso. He looked like a Greek god to be completely honest. It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking.