Idris Elba Novels & Stories

"My presence was more than enough to ensure that this young lady here-" "My name's Heliodora, ma'am," I supplied nervously. Mahra mouthed me a quick 'thank you,' flashing a quick smile as she went along. "Heliodora wasn't caught because of my contribution," She continued, puffing out her chest, "Haidyn, I'm famished. I need food."

None of these men was worth giggling over, in fact now that they had Cassie, it was time they left. “Caleb.” A booming voice that reverberated round the house caught Kennedy’s attention and she turned to the foot of the stairs, where some blond giant of a man seemed to be giving Caleb a death glare. She knew she had been using the term ‘giant’ to describe these men, but this time, this man fit the description to the T. He beat Rinaldi’s 6ft4” height by at least three inches and was anything but lean; sturdy legs reminding her of tree trunks were encased in dark jeans, those biceps he had inconspicuously hidden in a grey cotton Henley shirt looked like they could crush steel, a wide chest th

“The newest addition to Alden’s experiment, subject #062” The light almost seems to get brighter. I notice people glance down, faces blank as they write down something on an unknown surface. The voice coming from speakers above me sounds rather animated and excited. What have I been dragged into? “This ones a fighter. Alden has put in a personal search for her after his own warriors failed to capture her after a year,” they say.

Isabel straightened her stance on seeing her dad, smoothing her hair and shirt to look presentable before the older werewolf. Dylan copied his mate’s actions, feeling terribly embarrassed to be caught in such a position by his father-in-law. “A-alpha Rodrigo” he stuttered in his greeting. “I guess I came at the wrong time.” Rodrigo seemed unfazed by what he saw the young adults doing. “You’re mistaken, papa. He was just leaving.” Isabel said with a straight face. Dylan couldn’t argue with that because it was obvious his cute mate was gone and his alpha mate was present. How does she change personalities without even blinking?

Somehow, that translated to exploding blood. "What?" I found it difficult to picture. "When he gets cut, the blood can explode on his command. It doesn't hurt him though, but… you can imagine how useful it can be." I smiled to myself, hoping that I could see such an action. "And the rest of them?" Damon breathed in quickly and then exhaled before speaking. "Idris is quiet. His father is an African man married to an Icelandic woman. He spent too long reading about Norse mythology and somehow, that knowledge translated to him.

Alpha Darren's hand moved too fast that he was already holding Diana's phone and answered the call. "Mrs. Jarl, your new name now huh?" Only one sentence was spoken, Alpha Darren's neck veins showed. "Why aren't you making a sound? Are you mute again?" Diana stopped Alpha Darren who wanted to speak. "What do you want?" "You finally asked. I want you to know something." "I have no business with you. Our business is over, my identity has been exposed to the public." Alpha Darren put the phone away. "So he's the kidnap boss?"

My grip tightens and I whisper, "Who are you and what are you doing here? The Aether is neither man nor woman as I couldn't see past the cape and the hood that covers him or her. Judging the figure, he was a man for the muscular build and the tall statuesque. "Evergreen must feel so protected and lucky to have a queen who is very much connected to her weapons. I must say, I am impressed, Your Highness," he replies with cool words that send me shivering just a little bit. His voice sounds so familiar and right away, I could tell he is Ezekiel.

Duncan Hiddleston gave Phedra Elizabeth a pitiful look. "Don't make that face to me. I'm not weak." Phedra Elizabeth closed her eyes. Duncan Hiddleston drew closer and closer to Phedra Elizabeth, his cheek brushing against Phedra Elizabeth's shoulder. "That is enough. you'll get me a hair dryer, I'll help you dry it." Phedra Elizabeth accepted defeat. “The male lead is annoying. Sometimes I don't want to deal with him. His eyes alone were enough to convince me. Could this be the male lead's special ability?" Phedra Elizabeth thought to herself.

His eyes—those terrible, pale eyes—glowed faintly in the dim light. King Valerian was the embodiment of a warrior king—tall, broad-shouldered, and carved from muscle and discipline. His physique was built not by luxury but by centuries of battle, every line of his body honed like a weapon. Unlike most alphas, his skin bore a faint, icy pallor, a reflection of the frozen lands he ruled, and his long, silver-streaked black hair flowed like the northern winds he commanded. But it was his eyes that set him apart—piercing pale grey, almost white, glowing faintly with the eerie calm of a predator who didn’t need to snarl to be feared. Even in silence, Valerian commanded a room, a man of both chill

He wasn’t sure Claudine felt the same way he felt about her but he was ready to risk his reputation of being one of the most celebrated students at Sterling International Secondary School (SISS) to reveal his innermost emotions to her. There was a possibility he possessed some of the characteristics and qualities a girl of Claudine status could desire in a guy. He was tall, athletic built, dark in complexion with a snub nose and big round eyes. Some of his friends often teased him that he was the pirated copy of famous Afro-American actor Idris Elba. Arafat was just 16yrs old but he knew Beyoncé was a fantasy but Claudine was a reality that could be achieved w