Tyche Novels & Stories

"Never thought I would be riding in one of these." The interior of the car was spanking brand new. The cockpit was shaped like a teardrop. I sat in the passenger seat, placed in a reclined feet-up position. When Jace began to spin the wheels, my heart did a flip, and I knew that I would die before we got to wherever we were going. I was one stop short of screaming as we drove. "Hey, Brielle," Jace said suddenly. "Did you know that the Aston Martin took its name Valkyrie from ancient Norse mythology, the valkyries being the spirits who decided the fates of men in battle?"

Rocky yelled back at him. "Did you hear the prophecy?" Jaden asked and stare into his eyes. At the mention of prophecy, Rocky face fell. He had a sad expression on, and control the anger he was feeling inside. Jaden saw the look on his face and could tell that Rocky seems uncomfortable with what he just asked. Then he decided to get him angrier maybe, he will spill some things out. Jaden had a strong will that, Rocky could be the Tyrant Hybrid. "From your look, I guess you heard the prophecy. What do you think about the Tyrant Hybrid that was mentioned?" Jaden sat beside him and asks.

One that was not filled with pain and fear. Faye looked to her right and saw Tyre running alongside us. He had stunning golden eyes which stood out against his black fur. He was a work of art just like Kade had been. I wished we had gotten more time for introductions, but it would happen later. We both admired the strength and power of his muscles. Our mate was a god.

"That's definitely a 'fuck you' to his pack, that's for sure." Tyce switched his car into drive, and we followed the red Porsche on some of the few paved roads toward the shore. Alpha Vic's pack had a beautiful piece of property right on the water. It was probably nice here during the summer months. I could imagine spending the warmer, sunny days sunbathing out here, especially to get away from the chaotic packhouse.

How she missed her! A rumble inside the lighthouse makes Kitty stir. Pulling the keys out of the sedan, she climbs behind the wheel of the SUV, retracts the chain, throwing it to the floor. The knife is placed on the seat next to him. He adjusts the chair to fit his height and tries the pedal with his foot. Nothing, it will do ... Turns the key in the ignition ...

So Jenna's Bugatti Chiron was bought twice the price only to provoke Julia. “Can you hurry up?” Julia found Selina very leisurely and slowly followed her step by step to the parking lot. “No need to rush” Get in the car, and Selina locates the map on the vehicle for Julia and then closes her eyes, saying nothing. Her state looked like she was asleep, but it was like she was resting quietly. When Julia's car stopped, Selina opened her eyes and woke up. Selina got out of the car, went to the Bugatti Chiron, and pulled out the car keys.

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo

"The more he looks, the more he'll realize he’s looking at a shadow of what he used to have." ​As we walked toward the parking lot, the silver glint of Mateo’s car passed us, heading toward the exit. Mateo didn't stop, but he gave a single, sharp flash of his high beams—a silent salute to the mission. ​We reached Ashton’s SUV just as the first few heavy drops of a Manila downpour began to hit the pavement. I climbed into the passenger seat, the familiar smell of his citrus soap grounding me. ​"Hungry?" Ashton asked, starting the engine.

Chase throws his hands up in submission and backed away from Tyler but before he turned to walk away, he said, “She’s unmarked which makes her fair game.” What sounded like a growl rumbled from Tyler before he turns and grabbed my hand and walked us out to the valet where his black two-seater Mercedes sat waiting for us. The valet attendant opens my door for me to get in and after I got in he shuts the door. Before I got my seat belt buckled Tyler sped off and I could clearly tell he wasn’t in a good mood.

Alpha Clayton Blackridge (MATE!) Trent and I had been running the line for just over an hour when her scent finally hit me. I slow as I spot her silver fur in the moonlight just up ahead. ‘She’s here’ I tell Trent through the mind-link as we are both in wolf form. ‘I’ll not be too far if you need me. Be smooth’ He links me back and I smile as he turns and leaves.