Blinding Speed Novels & Stories

Only one way to find out. Doubling my speed, I raced down the other end of the cave, moving so fast that I couldn’t see anything around me but only a dash of white light. Unfortunately, my lack of sight caused me to slam with immense dynamism into an unsuspecting agmarbh. The agmarbh was dazed, not sure of what had happened but thankfully, I recovered quickly.

They were like raging bulls moving to crush their target to mine without mercy. The one who chose to strike first was the ‘Dark Blur Rio the fasted Alpha who had the speed of a fired arrow, as he vanished from his position and appears before Bryan slashing his head with a combination of both extreme speed and strength with hope to drive his claws deep into the head. Compared to the Black Hound leader’s speed the distance in terms of who was much faster were like heaven and earth apart. Rio carved his name in the hearth of the werewolf as the ‘Dark Blur’ fastest Alpha ever but what happened next was out of his expectation.

Flashing of bullets immediately showered in my direction as soon as the three of them got the chance to glimpse at the image of my wolf. Good thing my wolf is gifted with outstanding agility and speed to shun all those bullets flashing at the speed of light. I could not afford to get buried with one of those bullets since even a single of them could lead my wolf to death. With the use of my heightened and sharpened eyes, the speed of the bullets was apparently visible to my wolf. As a result, none of those bullets got the chance to touch even the tip of my fur.

With more practice, we could shift as swiftly as they did. My senses exploded to life as Blaine, my Lycan, surged to the forefront. The world around me grew clearer, more vivid—the crisp scent of pine and damp earth overwhelming my nostrils, the faintest sound of leaves brushing against each other now as loud as thunder. My vision sharpened, picking out every shadow and every movement in the ambush site with ease.

Too slowly, much too. I shove myself out of my chair with such force that I am momentarily airborne. My senses switch into a hyper-accelerated mode. Over the last few thousand years, whenever I am threatened, I have developed the ability to view events in extreme slow motion. But this does not mean that I slow down; quite the opposite. Mr. Riley sees nothing but a blur flying toward him. He does not see that as I'm moving. I have cocked my leg to deliver a devastating blow.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

180 km/h. I pressed the accelerator deeper against the floorboard. The heavy engine roar dissolved into a high-pitched, hollow whistle as the wind rushed past the open glass. The physical world outside smeared into a continuous, dark blur, the dotted white dividers blending into a solid, unbroken line beneath my headlights. A slight rise in the asphalt lifted the chassis, giving me a fleeting sensation of absolute weightlessness before the tires gripped the pavement again.

"Let's go downstairs and watch some TV." Bonnie frowned, "uhh, are you mocking me or something?" She asked Lorenzo mentally face palmed, "No-umm-I mean, I have a blindfold-" Bonnie giggled, "So you want to go downstairs and watch TV with me, a blind girl while wearing a blindfold?" Lorenzo cleared his throat, "Yes." He firmly said, raising his chin up. Bonnie only shrugged, "Alright." They went downstairs and sat on the huge leather couch. Lorenzo switched on the TV and handed the blindfold to Bonnie. "Care to help?" She smiled and took the blindfold from him. Bonnie put the blindfold over his eyes and he turned around making it easier for Bonnie to tie it.

"And you're just angry." The simple statement hit Twin B like a physical blow. For just an instant, the mask slipped, revealing something raw and wounded beneath the manufactured psychopathy. Then it was gone, replaced by cold fury. Twin B lunged without warning, covering the fifty-meter distance in less than three seconds—superhuman speed that would have been impossible for anyone without enhanced physiology. His movement was pure efficiency, wasted motion eliminated through years of brutal training, his approach angle calculated to minimize our reaction time while maximizing his tactical advantage.

Just laughing so much that even I was infected with them. They talked for a while about our trip tomorrow before sebastian finally said goodbye. And using his high speed, he immediately vanished in front of us. "Is that how it is? That he disappeared like a bubble and I didn't even see anything?" Jacob sat next to me then started the car engine. Only when we moved forward did he speak. "We can see someone even if they are running at a high speed. When the speed is really fast, the person is a bit blurry, but we can still see their movements," he said. Hee turned to me. "But if you're a normal person you won't see it, just like Leon and Sebastian did earlier."