Tyche Novels & Stories

Tyrion replied smiling. Alessandro was already waiting by his sleek black car, a 1955 Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Alloy Gullwing, looking as composed as ever. When they approached him, he only acknowledged their arrival with just a nod. "She will be driving with me." Tyrion said with a playful smile, but the response he got was Alessandro's car window rolling up. "Rude." Carly sighed. "I'm glad I'm coming with you." She said as they both walked towards a Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita.

he said . "Ok tomorrow it is ." Jack has been driving for hours and have been asking him questions since.Am a little bit scared what if he is taking me back . "Are we getting closer."I asked looking out the window trying to observe the area. "We are almost there so stop been scared."he said with his eyes still focused on the road. We finally arrived at an abandoned warehouse .through the corners of my eyes I saw the pass word he typed in and the door opened. Am really an observant person, during the drive here i already planned my escape route how many guards are at the door and at the main entrance and lastly that movement of the security cameras. Pretty smart, I know.

"That witch!" He rumbled coldly kicking the huge stone causing it to splash into the water. It was because of her he had to take a cab from the hospital earlier. And that bloody driver dropped him on the highway, saying he can't go any further. There were no f*cking signals. He had to walk on his feet for a while before swallowing down his pride and asking for a ride from someone. The man who felt humiliated sitting in a mere cab had to ask for a lift. Such a shame. His Mustang must be very disappointed in him. It was all because of that hazel-eyed witch. He couldn't even shift in that area because of the wolf hunters in the woods.

He stepped on the brakes immediately, doing a dangerous U-turn that almost resulted in an accident as he dashed after the tinted car which sped up immediately. “Alpha…” Seyric mumbled with shock and he scowled as he increased his speed. Everything was suspicious, tinted cars were mainly used by Alphas and above all, the car had no recognition plate. A recognition plate was used to tell which pack the vehicle belonged to. The car ran into a corner and parked abruptly, its door pushing open as the driver jumped down, shifting into its wolf form as he dashed into the forest. Damien shifted immediately and dashed after the wolf while Seyric cautiously checked the chair.

Tye’s wolf responds with a snarl. These assholes are not ruining my night. I don’t know what’s going on, or what kind of mismatched pissing contest this is, but I do know we own vans. “All of y’all go together. You can go in the Windstar, or you can take the Astro.” I gesture at our two fine, working tributes to the 90s. Liam is a truly talented mechanic. I don’t waste time listening to them groan. I open the Jeep’s passenger door and lift Una in. Her smell is sharper than it was in the lodge. It’s a stimulant. I drag it in with the night air, and my muscles tingle.

Alaric muttered under his breath, slamming his palms against the steering wheel. He threw the car into park and stepped out, instantly drenched as the storm lashed at him. The wind was unrelenting, tugging at his coat and whipping rain into his face. Alaric squinted, assessing the tree. It was massive, its roots ripped from the earth, leaving no room to maneuver the car around it.

Pierre exclaimed, "In ten or less minutes they'll be passing in front of the building, it’ll depends on the traffic lights." "Tell our hacker to set all in red,” I requested pulling him away from the computer. "We have to find out which car they're moving in, we can't just check them all." "I'll call Hitch,” he replied referring to our hacker. As I sat down at the computer, an email entered the system. Security Videos. I opened it quickly, feeling I was about to have a stroke knowing in which vehicle they took Abigail. There were at least fifteen videos in the mail, but I went for the first one which was only three minutes long.

Sicily and its alleys were printed in her mind like G****e maps. Finally the car came to a deserted area. No way could she make it to her secured place. Reaching a dead end Myra pulled the brake harshly and looked behind. Two cars stood there. Two more arrived from the other side also. The guard at the back seat asked to open the fire but Myra stood still and waited for some time. A blue dot appeared on the screen of the device kept in the car. She looked at the screen and smiled. Another blue dot appeared. After a few seconds the increasing number of blue dots was enough to bring a full smile on her face.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

" May I disturb you ladies out of your whispering conversation. Atleast share the joke." " Oh Tyler, you are just too cute." Aunt Tess chuckled." You two should get going. Please look after my niece." "Of course , Tess. You have my word." Tyler held my hand and lead me to his luxury Mercedes Benz. It was a shiny silver.He opened the door and the fresh leather smell tickled my nostrils. I sat inside and he closed the door for me.He quickly jumped into the driver's seat and took out a blindfold.I was still in awe from him being such a gentleman.