Elite Four Black Novels & Stories

Isiewu asked. “Eye of the gods,” Uchendu said, almost in a rush. “Echi is dying.” Isiewu pushed a black pot that was beside him as the news hit home. The liquid that the black pot contained spilled on the floor, noiselessly. The liquid was clear with meanings drawn on every part of it, and Isiewu could see the symbols it contained. The answers of Echi’s present state. “It can’t be possible.” Isiewu voice rose.

This wasn't high-school anymore and it wasn't one bit funny. What she didn't know was that I would rather her than me to be here right now. The tesla car took a curve and drove into the company. One of Ethan's cars were parked by the side and the doors were swinged open and Ethan sitted sideways behind the wheels with his legs hanging out suspended in the air. A black glittering suit was draped over his sky blue turtle neck long-sleeved top and stylish black jeans that matched completely with his high heeled combat boots.

"Ancient history. Let's just exchange insurance information and be done with this." Melissa stepped forward, one hand on her slightly rounded belly. "Actually, Amber, could we maybe—" Before she could finish, I pulled out my phone. "I'm calling Mason. He can handle this properly." (Melissa's POV) I couldn't take my eyes off Amber's car. The limited edition Midnight Racer with its custom detailing and midnight blue finish—I'd seen the catalog in Ethan's office. Only twenty had been made worldwide, and Dominic Blackwood had purchased one for his Luna.

While they speed across the express road, towards the penthouse, Carl was deep in thought; when he laid eyes on the kid, he could only see a younger version of Ciro. He was so pissed at what he was seeing; Carl had believed Elena when she pointed out that a certain Fred was the father of the child but from the striking resemblance of the child with his step brother, it was obvious that she was lying. Stepping foot into the mansion, Carl couldn't help but notice a certain car; it was the G.LK Benz which was a strange thing. The Elites have one principle; regardless of the car you get, it must be black and any color outside black was said to be inferior.

When the door was kicked open, Leon and Claire were already getting into the elevator. "I hope the car can still start, after four years of disuse," whispered Leon while shaking his legs nervously. Claire couldn't say anything, she was too nervous while carrying her bag. She even forgot to put on her shoes. The elevator finally opened up in the basement. Leon approached one of his luxury cars, which was jet black. "Isn't this too flashy?" asked Claire. "I don't have anything more inconspicuous," Leon replied. Claire glanced up. There were five cars parked there, only one black. Others have bright colors like red, blue, yellow and orange. Leon has unique tastes, thought Claire.

she thought and tried to get up but she was already too terrified to. “I will have her and do as I want with her” Aryan said to Steve. Erica could see a flashlight from behind but ignored it “let me just die!” she cried lowly but suddenly the black car that was coming from behind drifted around Erica and stopped just before her. Erica stared at the car before her..it wasn’t just a normal type of car she sees. It was a black Bugatti Veyron Grand sports Vitesse. She could recognize who was in the driver’s seat immediately.

We reached the parking lot without being caught. I stopped in awe as I fixated my eyes on his car. I can barely move my free hand. My dad owns one of this too. It’s Bugatti La Voiture Noire. The Black car. This gorgeous vehicle has a sky- high price. It has a carbon- fibre shell that is sculpted by hand, a quad turbo W16 8.10L engine that produces a thousand five hundred horsepower, and an acceleration of 0- 100 kph in 2.4 seconds. And its top speed is 420 kph. Yeah, I didn’t take time to describe his luxurious car. I gulped. Am I really going to ride this expensive car? He opened the car’s door for me. I looked at him and I found him staring at my awed face. I got conscious. Did he saw me d

It’s a white Mercedes supercar with blue glowing tires, and the logo in front is glowing as well, it actually looks so unreal. “That’s a Mercedes-Benz Vision AVTR. It’s a futuristic concept, and it’s not even for sale. How is it on the road?” Leo says. The entire ice cream shop is now looking and whispering at this car. Rich people are rich. I guess they found a way to buy it. “Fuck! Hillary, look, it’s Ben getting out of the car,” Georgia squeals, hitting my hand. My chest tightens, and I look outside. She’s right. He is shutting the door of the car, dressed in casual black slacks and a brown sweater, looking more like a bartender than a man wealthy enough to own a car like that.

“Haha! Must be a first-timer!” As the ridicule persisted, the shadow of a car zipped right past them before it was parked by the side. The dazzling black body was made of carbon fiber and titanium alloy. The black finish had a shallow matte texture, and it embodied the definition of high-end technology. The two headlights were lavishly coated with diamond coating on the LED lights. One of them recognized the car right off the bat as they screamed, “It’s a Hypersport…! There are only seven in the world!”

Sebastian The sleek black SUV rolled to a stop at the red light, its polished exterior reflecting the city’s neon glow. It was an attention magnet—an unmistakable mark of wealth and power. Judging from the outside, it was easy to tell that the car wasn't the regular kind of cars that were mostly found on the streets. The glass was all tinted; it was hard to tell who the occupants of the car were, but to people outside, who couldn't help but stare at the car for far longer than normal, whoever owned the car was not one to be taken lightly.