Gts Novels & Stories

I am not letting you destroy my life. I get in the car and I see Elliot and Theo getting into their own cars. I decided to drive my Porsche, I have a 911 Carrera 4 GTS and it is one of the sexiest cars I own. I am bringing myself back slowly. I pull out of the garage and start driving through New York City. This car is almost a shame to be used in a city like this, which has more traffic than my fucking brain.

With every millisecond that went by, that noose tightened. "I'm saying, I lost them and I can't find the car anywhere. I've got software running her number plate. As soon as a camera picks it up, I'll get pinged but it's been fifteen minutes Ace. He's either reached his destination or he switched cars," Jericho informed, his voice softening.

As the limousine drove into the compound of the Hunters family, I started to relish old memories. Most of them were hateful ones, memories that had clouded the beautiful ones. I alighted slowly from the vehicle once it came to a halt and there it was, the gigantic white castle of The Hunters. I looked up at it with a smile, it was still the same as I remembered. The other limousines drove in too and the rest of my family came to join me except Athena who maintained her distance.

“Hey, everyone,” I said to the rest of the girls of GLE the day after Matty assaulted Kimi, and she was detained illegally, “thanks for coming to this emergency meeting. I want to introduce a friend of mine and Kimi’s, Saoirse Jones. She works for the IT help desk, and she’s offered to help with this next project.”

I blinked and looked again, this time more intently. “Increase the volume, Delia.” A flicker of nerves and surprise stirred in me. “…as Mr. Sayge Harold Williams, the billionaire CEO of Grymtel Wheels and Tech, takes the world by another surprise with his latest invention: a 2025 GWT-25 that runs solely on gas, with incredible speed and a reinforced frame designed to protect its occupants. Billionaire…” “He owns GWT?” I muttered, stunned.

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.

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It looks like a perfume bottle. "That looks nice, is it for me?" "Hmm?" He looks at the perfume. "Oh, no. The perfume is for me. Your gift is with the others." He says. "Oh, okay then." I gasp when I hear my favorite song blasting from the speakers. "This is my favorite song," I tell him and he smiles. Damn, Tye is so beautiful. But I don't think too much of it cause my favorite song is playing right now. Dynamite by BTS.

Alina says and we are like meerkats trying to catch a glimpse of this woman. She steps out of the SUV dressed head to toe in black. She is older than I am and she points to the building and her team move forward and gets into position. I watch as tesoro moves towards Ghost. They talk and Ghost looks respectful as she listens. She nods her head once, not saying a word, and walks to where her team went. “Ok guys, get ready. We are going in.” I look at Andros and he rolls his eyes. “Did I ever tell you she is extremely impatient?” he says and I groan and mumble under my breath about this woman will get me killed. As we exit the car. We get into position and wait and watch for any signs of troub

This huge building contains a private bar, lodges, a restaurant, several rings, and last but not least private gym for fighters. Before I reach the gym entrance two dark shadows block my way. Two men, bouncer frames who were dressed in all black apparel and also having their shades on as some kind of action movie co-actors. “What do you want, mate?” My voice was low but you can't underestimate the threat involved in it. They both glaring hard at me for liking my way of talking Huh? Like I care less. "Easy, easy there boys." A person made his presence behind me, ordered his dogs to keep their teeth in the pocket.