101 Dalmatians Cars Novels & Stories

One of the officers looked at me and said with a frown, “For intentional destruction of private property, you’ll need to come with us.” I smiled calmly and pulled out a document. “Destruction of private property? I never did that.” Then, I looked directly at Liam, making myself clear. “The car is mine.” Amidst the chaos, I opened the original purchase order and payment record for the vehicle in front of the camera. “Take a good look,” I said. “The car belongs to me. What’s the problem with smashing my car?” Even the police seemed stunned by the situation. They immediately contacted the manufacturer to verify ownership. Once it was confirmed, the way everyone looked at us changed.

She would just pick the cheapest thing when the time came. She called Renee and explained that something had come up, preventing her from continuing their art exhibition visit. Then, she got into a Cadillac parked by the entrance. She recognized this car – it was a Count Dracula special edition, costing three million dollars. Elaine was stunned; it seemed like she inadvertently saved someone important.

“I am so sorry, Selena.” “It is all right. Let us get this operation going.” Selena stepped in front of her friends as they approached the entrance, but they quickly turned around when they heard the roar of a passing car. As they watched the car pull into a parking spot, the three of them roared. “Who is this?” “I have never seen that car before at school.” “Wow. Bugatti Veyron 16.4 Super Sport. One of the fastest vehicles.” Dalett stated. Because her uncle owns a car business, she is familiar with automobiles. “Let us find out who that is.”

I pointed to the ceiling lights above me, "the first time and you went with the show stopping disco ball lights?" I looked at the tiny balls that were going off now but in the same fashion in which they turned on, one after the other. Till they were all out. "Were you trying to flex your collection to me or what?" I gave him a sly smile. More like impress. My wolf had told me. He only smiled at me and shook his head. "C'mon, let's go." I turned around again, and this time seeing the cars very clearly I saw his black Range, the van, a really large grey pick up truck with 'Tundra' written boldly at the back, a wine coloured jeep, two other smaller sports cars and,

-It was a minor family situation, don't worry. I casted her a suspicious look, and she just put on her sunglasses and smiled. -New car? - she changed the subject quickly. -Yes, it arrived earlier today. Dinah analyzed the vehicle and raised her eyebrows. -Pretty showy. -You think? I chose black to disguise more. -It's a convertible Ferrari, Camila. I put on my face my delicate Ray-Ban, before starting my car, making the engine roar sound loud. -Let's say I like speed.

I had to do this for us. --- "Oh my goodness! This is such a cool car!" Rosalie said with a squeal. "You think?” Tia said beaming proudly at the car We were ready to go by 9.35am and we were standing in front of our house, admiring Tia’s rented car for her stay in Daisy land. A midnight blue Mercedes Benz GLE. We slipped into the car and I sighed against the seats. "So comfy." I said with a sigh. "And posh." Rosalie said bringing out her phone, no doubt for selfies.

Was the only thing he says before exiting the room leaving his secretary in a dilemma . Damian took the elevator down to the underground parking lot where his car was… He pressed the car keys and a black Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG Star Trooper made a beeping sound and he walked towards where the car was… Damian has so many car Collections and this baby is just one outta his many luxurious cars… He hopped on the driver's side and turned on the ignition before driving outta the parking lot into the highway… He took a deep breath and tried to clear his head as he drove towards the direction of the Address in his phone…

Exhaled through his nose like he was trying to calm a storm. Then finally. “Fine,” he said. “But make sure you stay safe.” “I will, Daddy. I promise.” She kissed his cheek and started to turn, then paused. “Can I take your car?” Damon looked at her like she’d just suggested murder. “Hell no, Tasha.” She gasped. “Come on, Daddy. You have, like, hundreds of cars.” “And the last time you took one, you ran it into a marble statue.” “It was a movie prop!”