Optimus X Elita Novels & Stories

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.

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.

He didn't even raise his rifle. "Elara," Vex’s voice was a harsh, mechanical static. "I thought you were dead. And you brought... what are these? High-world aristocrats? You’re in the wrong neighborhood, smooth-skin." Sebastian ignored the guards. He walked directly up to the metal desk and casually tossed a small, heavy velvet pouch onto the surface. Vex frowned, his metallic fingers opening the pouch. Inside was a single, fist-sized chunk of flawless, liquid-metal Class-Omega armor plate stolen from Zenith Prime.

The confidence in his voice landed heavily between us. I slowly lowered my coffee cup onto the table. “You’re serious.” “Completely.” For a moment, I didn’t even know what to say. Then the excitement finally kicked in fully. “Oh my God.” Adrian laughed at my reaction while I leaned forward immediately. “My Elara project was literally designed for high-performance athletic recovery and supplement optimization,” I said quickly. “This is exactly what it was built for.” “I know.” “No, you don’t understand,” I continued, already reaching for my notepad. “If we modify the recovery integration phase and present the metabolic adaptation data properly, we actually have a real chance.”

Brianna- Elite's leader- Mind Doctor Brian/Kale- Elites second in command- Brute force and telepathy Jaggers- Master of speed- Fire fox Anna- Elite's backup- Telekinesis Raven- Elite's top warrior- Fighter, analyst Dan- Elite's ace- Instant darkness bringer Those are the abilities of the 6 Elites I assembled for this expenditure. Now, contrary to public opinion, Seyi, Tyler and Katarzyna aren't useless. Even though the Elites were none too happy about their inclusion in this, I had to trust myself over everyone else. For one, reasons.

It had black accents and a black leather interior, too. "Wow...." Mere words could not express the shock coursing through my body. "This is gorgeous!" My head snapped up to Elias and Xander. "What is it, and where did you ever find it?" Xander smirked, obviously pleased with my reaction. "It's a Lycan Hypersport. Lance had one, and we thought you might like one, too." Elias arched an eyebrow. "Want to take it for a drive?" Cruz chuckled. "If you don't want to, I will!"

“It is custom, yes. Mr. Conti specified a system that was not only hypoallergenic but capable of neutralizing certain volatile organic compounds that are normally undetectable. He sent a small army of engineers to oversee the installation personally. I’ve never seen a project executed with such speed and precision.” “He used one word, Elara. Optimization. He asked what the most efficient way to ensure the patient's long-term stability was, we gave him the specifications, and he simply tripled the budget and expedited the delivery. He’s a difficult man, but he is fiercely goal-oriented. His focus on Leo's requirements has been absolute.” I nodded slowly, the truth of her words stinging. Aless

The child kicked hard, sending a fresh wave of alien pleasure through his core that made him bite back a moan. Elara stood across from him, arms crossed, her sharp features illuminated by the single overhead light. She no longer wore the innocent sundress. Tactical gear hugged her athletic frame, a pistol holstered at her hip. Her eyes lingered on Alex’s belly with a mix of scientific curiosity and something darker—possessive hunger. “You held out longer than I expected,” she said, voice calm and professional. “The child is accelerating. Its signal is stronger than we predicted. The fleet remnants are converging on this location because of it. But we can still save you. Both of you. If you c

His capital could buy laboratories and legal teams, but it could not buy the institutional respect she had leveraged this morning. "No." She did not soften the agreement. "You couldn't." A faint, genuine smile touched the corner of his mouth. "Are you ready for tomorrow?" "The data is verified." "That wasn't the question." Elara powered down the primary workstation. She removed the encrypted drive containing the Summit presentation, its weight practically non-existent in her palm, and slipped it into her bag.