Akira Bike Irl Novels & Stories

Aria. “This is some sort of joke.” I muttered, crossing my arms around my chest as Kai held out his black helmet in front of me. He tilted his head with that signature smirk of his. “No it’s not. Get on.” “No way in hell am I getting on that death machine again.” I snapped, staring at that ridiculous sleek motorcycle parked in a private space just outside the school gates. Kai took a slow step towards me. “We’ve been through this before, little omega. Either get on the bike or I’ll carry you onto it myself.”

Now he had an amused look on his face. “It’s fine, I’ll bring a date.” Ok, something about his statement struck a nerve. I am not admitting that the idea of Brax with another girl just rubs me the wrong way. I was about to throw another smart comment his way when he stepped away from the bike he had been leaning on. I was able to get a better look at it then. No. Fucking. Way! A ghost silver R1 with dragon scale graphics!

"Dude... I f*cking love bikes. Bikes are my only true love. I have a BMW M 1000 RR. Which one do you have?" "No way! What?" He was stunned as he masked his expression. "Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R," he said with wide eyes. "Dude, that's sick. I'm obsessed with bikes." Angela chirped excitedly. "You're a biker. For real?" "Wanna ride sometime, I can show you some wheelies. I have got a whole XR club. It's a whole community." She mused and his eyes widened. "No f*cking way! You know Julian?" He asked.

he offers me a small smile. Then Alec cuts him off, "Theres something outside for you" he then throws a set of keys at me, that's when I make my way to the drive way, a Kawasaki ninja H2R waits for me, "You guys are fucking crazy" I say while suppressing a laugh, "thank you, for this and the bracelet, i'll be back as soon as possible, you wont even know I'm gone" Ajax shakes his head, "Trust us, we will, who else is gonna be my morning drinking buddy" I roll my eyes at him and then hop on the bike, the green wheels match with the pedals and the steering system.

But Kaidën stood beside her, solid and unyielding, his hand still firmly clasping hers. “Get back to your posts!” he barked, his voice cutting through the murmurs. “This training ground is off-limits until I say otherwise.” The warriors hesitated, exchanging wary looks, but one by one, they complied. Still, their stares lingered—cautious and fearful. Akira cast her eyes down, shame weighing on her more heavily than the smoke. “They think I’m a monster.” Kaidën’s grip tightened. “Let them think whatever they want. They don’t know you.”

The seat behind him is wide, steady, designed to carry weight without complaint. Reaper’s bike is sleek and predatory, black with flashes of emerald striping that catch the light when he moves. It looks fast even standing still. Asmodeus’s machine is a monster, tall, heavy, built like it could plow through a wall and keep going. Thick tires and reinforced frame nothing decorative, all for function. Viking’s bike gleams like a relic pulled from legend, dark steel with gold detailing etched like runes along the sides. It hums faintly, like it’s alive.

smart ass Tazz,' she thought to herself "His name in the world of riding is known and Terrifying Tiger," Anuj informed her, breaking her from her thoughts, then turned his head to her, "You really didn't know about this side of Bro's life?" he asked this question, expecting an answer from Maya, not Mahira, but she simply shook her head, she indeed never knew about this side of him, when they were together, he loved to ride fast bikes but she hated it, bikes always scared her. She had lost a very close friend in a bike ride once and since then she had forbidden Tazz from riding a bike as well... and here he was, teasing her and killing her softly with his tricks and race.

Now he had an amused look on his face. “It’s fine, I’ll bring a date.” Ok, something about his statement struck a nerve. I am not admitting that the idea of Brax with another girl just rubs me the wrong way. I was about to throw another smart comment his way when he stepped away from the bike he had been leaning on. I was able to get a better look at it then. No. Fucking. Way! A ghost silver R1 with dragon scale graphics!

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

When they grow up, I’ll hook each of them up with a roaring favorite! I’ll show them my bike too. A Kawasaki Ninja H2R! I adore my steed. Top speed four hundred twenty-three kilometers per hour, zero to a hundred in 2.2 seconds. A monster on wheels! And how many chicks were thrilled to give themselves to me on that beast… I couldn’t even count them all. The kids eagerly agreed to the little adventure, so we quickly got ready and cleaned ourselves up. To match my usual image of a bold guy, I put on tight black jeans, a fitted white tank top that shows off my perfect, godlike body of temptation, and a leather biker jacket.