Bicycle Nook Novels & Stories

Go in at the entrance doorway and go out at the exit doorway. A while ago, Julliana explained to Nathan about the rules, and regulations of the school and give him a map and a thin book. The inside of the medieval-like building was spacious with no other things rather than bicycles and skateboards. These were lined in rows, and in chains. The one with padlocks had already an owner while those that don't, no one owned them. Zitrey picked up his own bicycle and unlocked it.

I mutter, vague as hell. “What?” Knox snaps, his patience thinner than my last nerve. “Something rare,” I say, lips twitching. “One of a kind.” “A bike? You skipped church for a goddamn bike? You’re the prez, Echo. We needed your vote. This better be some limited-edition, once-in-a-lifetime piece of shit.” “Oh, it’s limited edition, alright,” I say, my eyes tracking Davina’s shadow as she moves to another room. “I’ll be back soon.” I hang up before he can bitch more.

[Fingerprint recognition successful. Zeke was rooted to the spot, looking at the motorcycle that had been fired up as the front of the machine rose, the handlebars popped out, the saddle emerged, and the wheels split into compound wheels. The machine seemed to come alive, as a white streamers-like glow enveloped the body as if an angry lion woke up in the sunlight. It felt violent and cool but also difficult to control. "This bike can reach a top speed of two hundred miles per hour. Do you really want to try it?" Nicole asked as she looked at Zeke's stunned expression.

After scrutinizing thoroughly through the list, they had decided to go for the easiest one which was to ride the tandem bike or as Evelyn called it, “The couples bicycle’ Lena sat under the sprawling limbs of an old oak in the garden, the sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dancing shadows across the manicured lawn. The air smelled faintly of freshly cut grass, mingled with the subtle perfume of the hibiscus and lavender bushes that lined the estate’s paths. Her fingers absentmindedly traced the rough bark of the tree as she stared at the gleaming two-seater bicycle parked a few feet away. It looked… almost regal in its bright cherry-red paint, with polished silver handlebars a

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!

KNOXX "I thought the club's designer said she had a man..." This statement came from Money...though not openly. He was more like gossiping and I could hear him from where I was sitting. We had gone for our usual biweekly bike ride, this time at the Burnout Bay, a lake that I had recently purchased for the club. Out of the executives, only Bishop and Cash didn't make it for today's ride. Adding to the executives, some other patch members of the club were part of the ride.

Move your bag. “No.”

"You have been cooped up inside this concrete compound for days now. I thought you might really need some fresh air to clear your head." He led me out through the back door and into the bright sunlight of the yard, walking toward the long line of shiny motorcycles parked against the wall. His bike was completely unmistakable—it was a massive, heavy black Harley-Davidson motorcycle with bright chrome details that caught the sunlight and a large Iron Reapers skull painted right onto the fuel tank. He reached over, grabbed a black helmet from the handlebars, and handed it to me. Then, he stepped closer and helped me strap it tightly under my chin, his large, tattooed fingers moving with careful

Meadow’s POV: The first thing I noticed when I arrived at Nova’s apartment building later that day, was an expensive-looking bike parked in front of it with a helmet resting on the handle. I didn’t want to believe it, but deep down I knew. If there was a bike as expensive-looking as this one just sitting here, then it had to belong to the one person I knew who was bloody rich and owned one. Nolan was here. And this time, he came on his own, without me. To see Nova.

Only a fucking fool wouldn't see through Kaden and know what he was doing The driver held out the first items, staring from me to Kaden. I blew out a deep breath and retreated my steps walking back to the porch. I pulled the door open for him, to allow bring in the items I bit down on my lower lip as I stood right in front of the porch, watching as he brought item after item. Two bicycles, a red and black electric mini car, a skateboard, a pair of hoverboards, a drone kit, a basketball hoop with a small stand, and a lot fucking more that I couldn't even recognize