Akira Bike Irl の小説・ストーリー

~*~ I hopped down from my bike and peeled off my helmet, astonished to see Kurt standing just at the entrance of the doors with Mira. "What the hell is this?" He said, referring to the black ecosse ES1 Motorbike I had halted in front of him. "What do you mean by that?" "You brought a motorbike to my place? Do you even know how to ride this thing? No, do you have a license to ride this thing?" "Don't look so shocked about it, it's just a bike. You didn't think I knew how to ride a bike? What if I told you, I know how to fly an helicopter?"

I started walking hurriedly towards the gate but Aaron called out, “ Wait a sec.” He threw a bunch of keys towards me which I caught reflexively. “ Take my bike. I would have come with you but my father is returning home today. So I need to go back early.” I nodded cheerfully and rushed towards his bike. I had driven bikes earlier but they were usually second hand. I looked at Aaron’s bike with admiration. It was RTR 180 with many unique features. I ran my hand across its seat and then climbed onto it. Unlike the previous ride with Aaron, I drove slowly taking in the surroundings. El Rosa was mesmerizing with tall mountains, green forests, and wildflowers stretching endlessly. Unfortunately

Turning towards her friends she saw they were totally unscathed from the sand attack. "Don't look at me, look at me." Kiara smirked raising her hands in defense staring at the direction of the engine revving. Shelly turned towards the direction she was staring at and saw a guy jump down from the bike, remove his helmet and shake his blond curls. Even from a distance she knew he had the type of bad boy look, a high school heart breaker. He was dressed in black ripped jeans, white singlet and a black leather jacket with black boots. She rolled her eyes. Typically motorcycle guy dressing, she mused inwardly.

Leon just nodded and proceeded with Akira's firm decision. Silence rose between them once again. Akira, who couldn't take the silence, stood from her seat and decided to leave. “Where are you going?” Leon asked. Without looking back, Akira replied, “Home.” “How?” Akira's brow raised and finally looked back at Leon. “By car...wait, do you even have a car?” Small chuckles escaped Leon's mouth, “I just got out of the zone, do you expect me to have a car?”

*I’m going to lure them into that rocky terrain. *Are you insane?* Akira snapped back in fury. “I mean, it's not a question anymore—you definitely are insane! But that's dangerous! We don't know what lurks there, and we’re barely hanging on!” *Again, we barely have options,” I retorted. “If I can surprise them by shifting into my human form to squeeze into that narrow space, I’ll have a better chance of taking at least one down.* Akira hesitated, then conceded. *Fine then, but be careful about it. If they catch us off guard, we won't get a second chance!*

It would take Laura several days to get back to him and Tynan used that time to do his stealthy research on her background and past using the information he learned about her. The first thing Tynan learnt about was the type of bike Felix was. A Honda Rally was a dual-sport motorbike that could be used legally on the streets and off-road. It could also be used to enter some motorcycle races. Laura was right about it being on the smaller side but when Tynan took his time to dig into the technical details of this bike, he understood why Laura loved it so much. In fact, the bike resembled the owner. For something so small, it was very powerful and it reminded him about the little spitfire inside

The first spin landed on a $1, the second spin was another loss, the third was the sword he wanted, the fourth Scythe with a skull on it, which had gems attached to it, and the last item it landed on a. Akira stared at the words and the floating item... He really did have terrible luck. Of all the things that he could have gotten, why did he get a BDSM leather whip? He needed to buy a portable space to put the whip in since he didn't want his lover to lay eyes on it. After all, unlike the past, his lover is a teenager, he didn't want him to get the wrong idea that he was into this. "Hey, um Daisuke?" [Yes host.]

I caught him gazing in awe at the motorcycle I had made. "Your powers are awesome!" he exclaimed. I also looked at the motorcycle I had created. It was purple and seemed to be sprinkled with white magic dust. Truly a fascinating sight. "Get on quickly!" I urged Akira, with a hint of haste. I couldn't wait to explore this place. Akira looked at me skeptically. "Maybe you don't know how to ride that," he said. I glared at him. "Don't get on then. Just stay here. Bye!" I said and started the motor. Before I could even start it in an instant, Akira was already behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, sending an electric sensation through me.

it was one of the house mothers we need some help god how you sleep through this racket ill never know the woman muttered Kyra grinned and didn't answer she abandoned her room via the bedroom window, jumping three stories down landing with ease on the balls of her feet she headed quickly to her bike parked in the driveway, Throwing her leg over the leather saddle of the black and silver bike and pulling on her helmet she had bought the bike shortly after she had turned sixteen it was one of the rare vehicles that were allowed here in Sparda brought over from the human world it was her one true pride and joy the bike purred to life under her with a deep rumble Kyra! she heard the house mother

Together, we head toward the rows of motorcycles lined up by the side. I watch him walk toward a bike that immediately stands out among the rest. Black. Sleek. Just looking at it, I can tell it’s dangerously fast. He must feel proud, owning something this beautiful. Kai glances back at me. “Are you coming over here, or do you need me to carry you?” “NO!”