Cars Toon: Unidentified Flying Mater Novels & Stories

I'm driving a unique flying car that my parents built and designed. It's the only car that I trust for I know that my mother made this for our privacy and safety. Imagine, I never saw her but she left me so many useful technologies that I can use to fight for humanity and to continue everything that she started including the secrets that I need to unleash and to the battles that I'll fight on my own.

Caroline defended herself. "Impossible, don't lie to me, Caroline. That drug takes effect immediately. It's not possible to shift and fly that fast" Sarah glared at her daughter. "What do you, mom? I love Drake. I am obsessed with him. I don't want anything more than to become his mate. You how powerful he is. He the most powerful one among us. Nothing works the same like it works on us" Caroline snapped. Carlos, who sat there quietly, decided to his sister.

I started. CRACK. Matteo shot the window. "Not anymore." We all rushed in. Matteo hotwired it fast, too fast that I worried that the car may shortcircuit. But Matteo was an expert and in no time the truck came to life. And just as he hit the gas, I looked in the mirror. A new convoy was approaching. Not from behind. From the front. Sleek black cars. Silent. Deadly. I recognized the crest instantly. The Moretti family sigil.

Xavier asked Toby as they sat in their usual inconspicuous spot while the other kids played around. "Nope. What's that?” "You mean your parents have never taken you to CarFest?” Xavier appeared shocked. "All the really cool kids have been to CarFest. You can win as many toy cars as you want, from small ones to the ones as big as an actual car! Cool right?" Toby's eyes were wide. “Like a really really big car?"

It's population is greater than their land, and the people on earth are Mortal! The first thing we saw was an enormous green tree aligning along the road with something like beetles moving in the middle of the road. "What's that, Dad?" asked Taylor " That is a car, princesse !" Since humans can not teleport or anything, mother nature gave them an Active brain like no other creature's. So they invented that Beetle and other metal birds to help them with transportation issues" I saw a pregnant woman sitting in the Balcony and asked my father for permission to see her future baby and he allowed me to do so.

[Tires screech ominously! [Crash!!!] ___ To be continued ___

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.

so lightly. "Which one of these cars is the fastest? You have so many, nice ones too..." he asks, his words flowing like honey from his lips. I can feel the man instantly fall under his spell, and he smiles. "Yes, they are beautiful," he nods, "some of the best cars in the whole world are here." He leads the way to a certain car, gleaming and sleek. It's in shiny silver and has only two car doors. "This is the Pommel Fly 3000. It drives so smoothly that the driver feels like he is flying."

I couldn’t even imagine how much that cost. Still, Sam and him had gotten into it about something in the city. They now argued every time they were within eye-line of each other. Kevin escaped in his very modest Toyota Sequoia. The only thing that wasn’t modest was the color. It was in what was called a Supersonic Red and I didn’t think that large of a car needed to be supersonic. That was not the point, but far be it from me to point it out.

He was sitting on the wide sofa alone as if he owned the whole thing. "We are not after war or anything here, man," commented Ken who was sprawled on the floor while leaning on the sofa. "Just back us up. We'll try to talk it out," Waldo finally spoke. The three meds nodded in unison. Waldo gave them one more nod before he gently pulled me out of the house again. A silver Mustang greeted us. Behind it is the same car model but in a different color. All four cars were formed in a diamond lead by the silver car of Waldo. The magnetic-colored one on the right and the shadow-black one on the left serve as its wing. While the red race one was the tail.