Cheating The Race Hat In Time Novels & Stories

“I wanted to check up on you. Saw your gearbag with you when you left the apartment.” “Left the apartment?” Liana echoed. “You guys live together?” I hushed her and skated forward. “You came here to see me?” “Yeah.” “After your race?” “No. I had an interview” “In that outfit.” He looked down briefly. “I didn't have time to change and the team manager insisted I wear it.” I frowned. “Why were you clapping?” "You skated," he said simply. "That's your explanation?" "It was good," he added.

Mila rolled her eyes with a sigh, and before she was done rolling her eyes at me, I was already sprinting down the hall. "That's cheating!" she yelled behind me. Mila caught up with me a few seconds later, and the two were giggling with every step we took. No one was there to see us, and no one would yell at us for making a racket or moan about seeing us running. Mila won the race by just a few seconds. "You cheated," I said, panting. "Why do you say that?" She said, looking up at the roof, ignoring my gaze. "Because you tapped into your wolf's speed," I said, annoyed.

When I’m dealing with Liam, I always have a trick, that’s the only way to win. As we raced, I could feel the adrenaline pumping. The room filled with sounds of roaring engines and the clatter of virtual cars racing around the track. I could see the finish line ahead, and I knew this was my chance. I needed to distract him just enough to swing the odds in my favour. I faked a cry of pain, clutching my stomach as if I was really in agony.

Laurence, on the other hand, looked absolutely furious, his eyes burning with hatred. I took a deep breath and spoke clearly, one word at a time, "The hospital mixed up our samples. These results are not mine." Zoey scoffed. "How convenient for you. Don't try to make excuses." Laurence chuckled darkly, joining in with a mocking tone. "Dakota, I know you can't accept this, but it's the consequence of your own actions. You brought this on yourself for fooling around. If you knew how it would end up, why didn't you think twice before?"

"It's already way past midnight! Why are you so late?" I was already exhausted from the sudden overtime work I had to put in. However, as soon as I sat down on the couch, he'd already started questioning me. Angrily, I snapped back, "You're the one who cheated, so why are you making such a huge fuss? You should be thankful that I'm even here in the first place!" As soon as he heard me call him a cheater, he froze for a split second. After recollecting his thoughts, he softened up and tried to justify himself. "I'm an award-winning A-list actor now, so you're not a good fit for me anymore."

Tears are now free from shame 'cause there's no presence of an audience, I could cry. As much as I wanted to dwell on sadness, a desirable smell ruined my alone time. I drooled, and my eye color changed as well. Unconsciously, I gritted my teeth- fantasizing my prey is about to get into my precious big mouth. There was no time to think twice, so I went and look for the smell. Even without looking, I know it is my prey. I continued to look for it by following the smell. To get into a faster mode, I shifted.

“And ladies and gentlemen. He scores. That's goal number four for number seven. Maddox is dominating the ice tonight. Forget a hat trick… that's a full on humiliation and a slap in the face to Cross.” The commentator's voice blasted from the overhead speakers like he was commentating on the end of the world and not just a sweaty game of ego on the ice. Inside, the suit smelled like an old barn full of cow shit and regret. I adjusted the bubble-head-sized eagle head I was cursed to wear and tried not to pass out from the heat. No one tells you when you sign up to be a mascot to cheer for your hot brother. The object of your desire. The only reason you get sweet sleep, full of hard-to-pen-down

" Raceh just stared in disbelief at Zefki's response, mumbling to himself. "Mas ... is it really like that? Do you not like me?" he whispered sadly. In reality, it was all just Zefki's scheme to deceive his wife. He felt embarrassed because when Zefki took the photo earlier, no trace of Raceh's face was facing the camera. Zefki thought he was posing with an idol, with only his face directed towards the phone camera, while Raceh's wasn't. Zefki thought this could damage his pride in front of his wife.

Bu Sinta teased. Everyone laughed, but Anton reflexively closed his thighs because of the pain of hearing what Bu Sinta said, if he lost his valuable asset, he could not satisfy Monica forever. "Don't do that, I can't give you pleasure if my valuables are gone," said Anton. "If you cheat again, I will cut it off," Monica retorted. "You're pregnant Monica, don't say anything careless," said Anton. "Don't worry like that, that's all you have. So don't try to cheat again," Monica replied.

“Ailina is so arrogant. Unexpectedly, she dares to race with Captain Taylor. I don’t have confidence to win him after practising for 15 years.” “Certainly Captain Taylor will win…” Bob took out his watch, raised his flag, and whistled when both sides were ready. In a twinkling, Ailina’s car rushed out like a gust of wind. Gabe seemed to be set off at the same time, but the experienced driver could tell that Ailina set off 0.5 seconds earlier than him at a glance. Everyone was shocked. “She is indeed good at racing. “She seemed to 0.5 second faster than our captain.”