Tyche Novels & Stories

And he too was a bit far away from her. Tyga roared. He lunged towards Ana, racing as fast as he could. Chase tried linking the wolves but he couldn't reach any of them. Frantically, Tyga growled. Luckily, he reached Ana just in time but h couldn't stop the running wolves. Tyga was a bit bigger than the rest of the wolves, considering his royal status. He threw himself in front of Ana howling loudly. The wolves parted to avoid crashing into the Wolf Prince, they formed some sort of V-formation with Tyga and Ana in the middle.

"What are you doing out here?" Torin? The Silvermoon Alpha who never got involved in pack politics? Torin didn’t even break his stride. "Picking up my mate," he said flatly. "Mate?" Joric raised an eyebrow. His searching gaze landed on Torin's back. "It's just... your mate seems a little shy to show her face?" he asked, staring suspiciously at my back. My heart jumped into my throat. An Alpha's sense of smell is razor-sharp. One more step, and he would definitely catch my scent.

The moment we’d all been dreading since the trucks rolled through the gates. The Lycan King was coming. Or one of his alphas. Or maybe the whole damn hunting party.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

“Apologies my prince, we’re already punishing the culprits as we speak sire,” commander Tycus was sweating like a pig as he bent down both hands on the floor. Sitting in the throne room, the Black Knight did not even so much as look at him, a sign that he was still displeased.

Do you remember me saying I'll mind my business and stay out of the Trent-Sophie-Tyrone Triangle? Yeah, that's exactly what I did last night. After taking my car keys from Sophie's room, I went back home after wishing Trent a goodnight. He said the police have already arrested Tyrone. I hope he rots in jail forever for trying to kill someone innocent. And to even send someone to finish her off in the hospital. Tyrone is sick! He's so obsessed with Trent's career that he would go to any limits. Even to take someone's life. It's sad... Sad.

Tory explain as they walk towards the guys. "Humphrey" Tory screamed out his name has they got closer to him. Humphrey was a tall handsome young man of 20 years, he had a nice caramel skin tone with pointed nose. "Tory????" Humphrey got up surprised, happy and excited to see her again. "What are you doing here??? Miss you" He asked as he grabbed her to give her a tight hug. "I school her dummy" she replies laughing still hugging him. "And who is this pretty angel with you" he asked turning to Grace standing beside Tory.

Burney whispered, crushing me against his chest. I nodded, moulding myself to him. There was nothing to hold onto in the middle. The Ute was thrown into the air then slammed down into a splash of water. The car pushed through it, spluttering in protest as Stan forced it forward. The tyres skidded then found their grip as we squealed up onto dry ground and over a string of hard and fast bumps that made my teeth chatter. "We're out," Burney said, his words signalling the start of a comparatively smooth ride. The fact that it still felt like a dirt side road didn't matter, as long as we were finally free of the nest and out under the open sky.

I caught sight of Elliot who was standing at the front of the crowd with her hand over her growing bump, meaning there would be a new baby and youngest member of the pack to replace Paige in the next couple of months, not that Paige was bothered by that prospect, she was actually looking forward to the arrival of their baby and was excited at the idea of being able to help out with something rather than being helped out herself for a change. Her son, Tyrone, who was just a year younger than I was and stood a good foot shorter than Elliot as she stood beside her. He was a replica of Jackson, though in looks only, other than that he was a total ass and I don't understand how his mother ever to

'They'll keep tailing us if I don't get rid of the cars behind us, but to have Vicky puke in my car... That's the one thing I can't put up with,' Tyler thought and decided to end the car race as soon as possible. He shifted gear and stepped hard on the accelerator to speed up. The two cars behind were bracing for impact when Tyler suddenly drove off, and they instantly lost control before crashing into each other. Boom! Following a deafening noise, the cars combusted in flame and exploded.