Tyche Novels & Stories

That's crazy. The guy on Tyler's left is riding a Honda Civic type R. The car is not as fast as the Audi, but the engine can kick out 306-hp. My eyes moved to Tyler's car. He rides his mom car that had been landed to him. The BMW 530i. My eyebrow scrunched together. Can he even win using that car? I mean the car is good but compare to the Audi and the Honda Civic his car is slow. The car can only kick out 252-hp.

“We are here to take you home, Alpha. The baby baskets have arrived as a gift from Alpha Esme. The tribe is excited to challenge the pups.” ‘Challenge the pups?’ I thought to myself. Alpha Arva shifted and crossed her arm. “Thank you, Gle. But introduce yourselves first!” “Ah, aye, pardon me rudeness. I am Gle.” She introduced herself, quite abrupt and unfriendly, and faced Alpha Arva. “Min and Tin are coming to bring the gifts and the others will bring the five baby baskets as well later.” “Do painted wolves limit their name to three letters?” Evan suddenly asked and I mindlinked him to shush.

Tyler said. "Hop in," Tyler said and Valerie entered into the car and so did Tyler and they drove off to a car dealership to get a car. Tyler bought a white Bugatti Dovo for Valerie and even the plate number wasn't even on it yet. "This is very expensive," Valerie said. "Oh please. All my birthdays I've been gifted with pure gold necklaces and earrings that cost more than this limited car and yet I've only given you bags and shoes that are not even half the price of this car," Tyler said.

Chapter 26 Christavo walked into the office. An officer immediately walked up to him with a photo. “Analysis of the tire tracks say the car has to be some exotic sports car. New, specially made Michelin tires made for the Bugatti Chiron—only tire made for that model car.”

The best way to explain what happened was that they were barbecued into ash. ‘HELL YES! WE HAVE A NEW WAR MOVE!’ Tyre roared, strutting around in my head like he was the Ares, the God of War, himself. No idea what he was like, but Tyre was acting like the new one. ‘AND YOU TURN TO ASH! AND YOU TURN TO ASH! AND YOUUUU TURN TO ASH!’ he called out with his best Oprah impression. He had been spending way too much time with Deke. Both Deke and Apollo loved Oprah.

" 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.

~Houston~ I step out of the car with Colby eerily quiet. I look over to see two couples standing and waiting. I step to the side as Tyrice steps out of the vehicle. Let’s do this, Killa. I internally roll my eyes and turn toward the group. “Hello. Welcome to the Mystic Wolves Pack.” A hand is extended to Tyrice, but my attention is elsewhere. “Thank you. I’m Alpha Tyrice Brown of the Ironside Pack. This is my Beta Houston Lowe.” I’m brought back to reality as my name is called.

He groaned but he made no active effort to get her off of him. “I promise, I won’t die.” She murmured, kissing his hair. “And you are going to bring him to his knees?” He asked. She nodded. “Yeah, we are going to bring that asshole to his knees.” . . . “The Lupine mountains separate us from the Crescent Moon,” Matt spoke as he pointed at the model of the land. “Attacking from that side is extremely difficult because of the rough topography. Their two sides are coastal lines. We are not merpeople to attack from there.”

Tyse was probably one of the richest people Mayeli knew after Killian. “Which one is it?” Tyse pointed to a white sports car with black stripes. “That baby is called the Koenigsegg Agera, 960 horsepower, a speed of 447Km/h, and a maximum Torque of 1100 Nm”. “Just what I needed”, Mayeli mumbled, walking towards the car. “The keys?” She asked, stretching out her hands. Tyse threw the keys to Mayeli, but they didn't hit her hands, nor did they hit the floor.

It had to be really bad. Jacob cocked his head, continued to stare up into the corner, and then grinned before he turned to face 416. “The camera is off now. No record is being made of this. What Dr. Trent doesn’t know is that you are going to have a horrible accident, you freak. You shouldn’t have fucked with me. I warned you that I’d take you out.” He grabbed the bag he’d carried into the room. “Nobody breaks my nose and lives. I knew it would only be a matter of time before you would be punished. I just bided my time.” He pulled out a syringe. “You’re going to die, you bastard!”