Elite Si Novels & Stories

We arrive at Letty’s in his matte black Audi e-tron GT it's his favorite car to drive. I stare at the house that is booming with loud music. My hands start sweating due to nervously; I'm not sure about this all the rich kids are nothing but snooty. I don't know how Zen turned out to be so different.

Sierra sat down in the white, soft passenger seats. The interior items there were from the highest qualities and coloured in white and gold, but honestly, it didn’t match with Sierra’s taste. The owner looked like they loved to show off their wealth. In the end, she decided to ignore the owner’s awful taste and sit silently.

She said it contains herbs, water, food, stones, and spell books that they sure would need. She was the only one who seemed relaxed and easy about their three-day expedition across the dry, desolate land. Her easy and calm nature wasn’t deterred by their tiring undertaking. All along the journey, Ellaine was only able to see Finrod shortly. Elves have the ability to run twice as fast as a cheetah according to Margarette. Finrod would only stop and wait for them to point the direction they were to take before he speeds off to wait for them under the next lone thin tree.

Rio said taking few steps back. "What were you trying to do with us?" Elsa asked angrily and they heard the sound of a vehicle. They turned to the entrance and a Viper Venom 2000 drove in followed by a Red Sedan that stopped at the entrance. "That's my Vehicle." Elsa said. The door of the Sedan pushed open and she could see about four people bouncing out. The Viper Venom halt in front of Elsa and Ella got down. "What the hell are you doing with my vehicle?" Elsa said.

I'd be dating them one on one, for 5 minutes at a time, in a freaking elevator. After discussing some more logistics, I got started creating the questionnaire that I wanted to send out to the interested men. If I had even a shot at connecting with any of them, I wanted to make sure they weren't total scum. Together, Ellie, Lydia, and I came up with the following 5 questions: 1. How old are you and what's your job at Clicked? 2. Why are you interested in participating in "eleDATE?" 3. If chosen, are you okay with your name being used in the article? Yes or No.

“So everything I do is transparent to you guys? No privacy at all? Do I even have a choice to take out the implant?” “I’m afraid yes and the implant is non-negotiable. Every Elitian is mandated to have one and yours is particularly special. Think of it as an all-around ID and passport rolled into one. Astral will discuss this in further detail but for now, allow me to formally introduce them to you.” Sephie and Nicholas march beside Danaia. They look so spotty and full of authority contrary to their friendly demeanor back on Earth.

He walked straight to the bar, poured himself two fingers of whiskey, and turned to face me bluntly. “The Bianchi wedding is set for next month,” Enzo announced, knocking back half the liquor. “Elena will make a perfect Donna. Her father’s shipping ports will give us the absolute monopoly we need on the coast. Power. Alliances. You know the rules of the brotherhood, Lucien.”

Elisia's head felt so heavy. She slowly opened her eyes, rolling it around to see where she was. She realized she was in a sitting position and had a seat belt on her waist. She wasn't riding in a car anymore. She was on a plane and a private one to be exact. She looked around, searching for Thane but she couldn't find him. A woman who was wearing a black fitted skirt and a sheer white top came out of what looked like a room. Elisia stared at her when she started walking towards where she was.

She could see the lines of the highway right through his chest. "Elara..." his voice was a static-laced frequency in her mind. "The exception...it's taking too much memory. The system is redirecting the power from the terminal. If you don't finish the paragraph...the drive will freeze." Behind him out of the shadows of the unwritten horizon a fourth white sedan materialized. It was larger than the others. Its frame was heavy and reinforced. Its grille was shaped like a silver jaw that hummed with the collective terrifying weight of the entire Sterling Tech board of directors.

The interior of the SUV was a sensory deprivation chamber of black leather and silence. The city outside moved past the tinted windows like a silent film, a blur of neon and rain that felt increasingly irrelevant. Cat sat as far from Elias as the bench seat allowed, her knees pulled together, her heart thumping a frantic rhythm against her ribs. Elias sat perfectly still, his hands resting on his thighs. He didn't look like a man who had just dismantled her life; he looked like a king waiting for his kingdom to recognize him.