Élite 4 Novels & Stories

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 sat back on its haunches and let out a proud howl now that the mark was in its proper place. “Okay,” Bella breathed, startled. A quick check confirmed that Victor's mark was still on her right hand where it belonged. Relieved, she turned back to the beast and took a moment to study it. It was beautiful. Lean and elegant, it resembled Victor's atypical beast form more than Darian's. It was strangely more human than the others, which lent it a grotesque kind of beauty all its own. Its thick mane was adorned in white and gray feathers that looked as if they had come from a dove. Now that it wasn't roaring and snarling at her, it seemed almost peaceful.

His face filled with confusion, knowing I might ask something. 'Please, Alpha Tate, I might freeze to death one of these nights. Just one blanket or warmer clothes is all I ask of you,' I beg, swallowing my pride and not being afraid to go against the status quo. Alpha Tate is twenty-two without a mate. He was handsome and very good-looking. He has light brown hair and penetrating brown eyes. His body is physically strong, with enormous muscles around his body that can make every girl drool. He is a powerful, 6-foot-tall man. But even with a bright-looking face, in reality, he was a monster. He was handsome outside but rotten inside.

ADA LUBE After rotating the iron tap valves to clear the ice grime from my pelt, my fingers retrieve Hayden’s ranking day token from the velvet storage case to run a detailed inspection. The asset is a high-tier, voice-integrated synthetic robot predator, engineered to look like an ice tiger because my tracking logs show Hayden maintains a supreme affinity for big cats. That specific variable drove my choice on the digital market.

The room felt smaller, the air heavier. My heartbeat roared in my ears. And then, I saw him. My jaw dropped. Standing in the doorway was, without a doubt, the most breathtaking man I had ever seen. No—breathtaking wasn’t enough. He looked like he was sculpted by the gods themselves. His white hair was thick and slightly messy, but it only added to his impossible allure. His silver eyes locked onto mine, pinning me in place. He was huge—his towering height had to be at least 6'10, making me feel small and fragile in comparison. The black shirt he wore stretched tightly across his broad, muscular chest, the veins in his forearms visible as his hands rested at his sides. A tattoo peeked from be

The water was chest-high and rising fast when the elite guard struck. Damien shoved Mia and Hope behind a collapsing structural beam as the first shadow moved through the flooded corridor like death itself. Unlike the regular soldiers, this one moved with unnatural silence, eyes burning a colder, sharper gold. “Elite unit Alpha,” Elena warned through the crackling comms. “Victor’s personal killers. They’re faster, stronger, and their powers are fully matured.” The lead guard appeared first — tall, masked, body wrapped in sleek black tactical gear that shimmered with energy. He raised one hand and the water around him froze into deadly spikes.

Katie replied as she recalled the car that had taken Elena home. How could a $109,900 luxury car be worthy of being called a taxi? "Do you remember the license plate?" "I'm not paying attention, ma'am. All I know is that it was a BMW i4 series, white in color." Theresia seemed to be thinking, Is it possible that her daughter-in-law was having an affair with another man? It was true that Jonathan also had a car with the same brand and the same series. However, the color of Jonathan's car was black sapphire metallic, not white.

“Let’s get down to business. Let me show you what I’ve found to suit your requirements. You asked for something, high performance, fast and powerful, right?” “Yes! I want the best. I can’t go to the customer with a loot. He looks to us for the best. What’s not on the market? Isn’t that normal?” I opened the laptop that was connected to a video projector. I put the image on the wall to get a good view of what I was showing him. So I took a deep breath, then told her the story. “You have in the picture the weapon nicknamed the eagle. That’s what we call it. It’s the GM 5, the improved version of the GM 4.”

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I pressed my hip into his, my glare sending her scurrying. Dante grinned down at me. “My fierce principessa.” The night dragged, bids whispered, egos stroked. Nico wrapped with the BMW X5 Protection VR6: “3.0L inline-6, 335 hp, armored core, top speed 130 mph.” Clients buzzed, wallets itching, but we held firm, no prices yet. Let them stew. As the last VIPs filed out, Dante pulled me into a shadowed corner by the Nissan Patrol Y63, his mouth claiming mine.