Tyche Novels & Stories

Rachel's POV Unlike an early growing abdominal cyst, the Volvo XC 60 that pulled up in front of my house was clearly standing out to my naked eye. My neighbourhood was vainly posh yet when I spotted the extravagance on wheels, I was strangely taken aback. The little chunk of hope lingering in my heart pumped itself out upon the sight. Dismayed, I turned away from the window and sighed to myself. As my chances of escaping this situation were slimmer than finding a cure for racism, this was bound to happen. I had clearly been a fool to have hoped for a miracle.

before she mindlinked him not wanting the busybodies in the car to hear their conversation. " Tyler , my heat is coming soon and my wolf is worried about us not mating yet" She said with a tinge of red on her face as such was an embarrassing topic even if it was not new to her. Tyler furrowed his brows "stop the car" he suddenly told Leo who was driving," but we haven't reached our destination yet " Leo said confused at the sudden command . " Just do it already" Mike said on the surface he was supporting Tyler's decision but deep down he knew that he could not stand the pressure again. As the car was a small one he had to sit at the back with the Luna and Tyler all because he was tricked by

I shook my head, not sure if I should accept that he was my boyfriend or not. “Your Highness, you have to step back so I will take care of it from here….” Tyrion voiced out, showing up before us. He glanced at me, making a long face. What was the look all about? Sad that his Alpha was hurt or that I got another man after he betrayed me? I looked at the young man who smiled at me. “You shouldn't have done this—” that was all I could say. “He's the Alpha Prince…” “So am I, or you've forgotten?” he responded, causing an awe. “My name is Alpha Prince Kelvin. I am the Alpha Prince of the Snow Moon Pack.”

Zombies flew into the air by the dozens, then rained down against the roof and windows like hail. Any ordinary vehicle would have already stalled out from a blocked windshield or an overheating engine. But powered by the traction from the Indestructible tires and the surging output of Infinite Fuel, the motorhome barreled forward like a train that had jumped its tracks, unstoppable. "Roar!" Just then, the four remaining Tyrants that had been lying in wait finally saw their opening. Timing their leap for the instant the motorhome slowed to smash through the mound, they sprang from the side like four heavy bombs, slamming down onto the roof's armor plating.

"Even if you want to race and I appreciate the confidence, do you actually know what you're asking? Do you know what bike he's on?" "Dodge Tomahawk," Vivian said, without inflection. "Custom build, 00258 series. Eight-point-three liter V10 sourced from a Viper chassis, sports car wheels, theoretical top speed above six hundred kilometers per hour." She tilted her head and looked directly at Zachary. "So, does riding something worth several million dollars mean you're too afraid to race against me?"

he warned. “I know.” Valerie gasped suddenly and grabbed her stomach. Not in pain. In shock. A sound, like a crack, split the air. The ground beneath her feet trembled. Her aura wasn’t like a wolf. It wasn’t even like an Alpha’s. It was something else entirely. I moved toward her, but the force that erupted from her knocked both Hunter and me a step back. She opened her eyes. They weren’t gold. They weren’t black. They were silver.

“Unacceptable!” Typhon groaned at Selene’s response. Her stubbornness is one of her greatest attributes. It’s one reason why I look up to her. She is the only female Goddesses that isn’t afraid to stand up to Zeus, and she does it for her children of the moon. The werewolves and Lycans were born from her power. The thing is, she normally would let fate have its way, but she is partial to a particular boy. A Dragon, Lycan hybrid. The very first of his kind, and only the second born Lycan ever. The fact that he is part dragon, and of the royal bloodline is why Typhon is involved. He is the God of the dragon race, and in this moment, he is getting an ear full from one really mad Moon Goddess (S

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

The tyronimic which hastened their journey greatly right from 56, Hubers Street, Traquar Demesne, gave chase to the inexorable Peugeot 404 that mashed and squashed bodies, speeding through bumpy asphalts and past wrecked and dilapidated edifices, as Lene ordered Eallric along the right path, all the way to Fontanna Grounds where it realized that it could go no further. If there was one thing Eallric learnt as he drove to Lene's command, it was that tyronimics were very energetic and almost indefatigable and he wasn't sure if it was in the report he'd gotten from Calgibrie Forensic Pathology Institute but it was something he'd ended up learning.

With every millisecond that went by, that noose tightened. "I'm saying, I lost them and I can't find the car anywhere. I've got software running her number plate. As soon as a camera picks it up, I'll get pinged but it's been fifteen minutes Ace. He's either reached his destination or he switched cars," Jericho informed, his voice softening.