Conan Races Novels & Stories

he commented. I opened my mouth to chastise him, but the words died on my lips as I realized the wolfhound had vanished from his post. "Shit!" I exclaimed. "Conan is gone!" Nicholas followed my gaze, his eyes widening in shock. "Where did he—" A chorus of horns and screeching tires cut him off as Conan was running down the street, jumping over the roofs of cars and causing a massive traffic jam in his wake. Without a moment's hesitation, we abandoned the food with Nicholas dropping dollar bills on the table as we dashed after him.

If they did not want to share whatever was bothering them, he would not push. He watched as Kaz drank the entire content of his glass before he said, “They changed the mode of vehicles we will be using for the race.” Rooka raised his right eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. “Someone wanted ‘variety’,” Kaz said, using his hand to quote the word ‘variety’. There was a trace of frustration in his voice before continuing. “They wanted to use motorcycles.” “We have no sponsor for that,” Wayne replied. His worry about Megan was temporarily forgotten. “Why weren’t we informed a day of our departure?”

Byron reached up and rubbed his brow as he walked out of Ignite Spirits Bar, his temples jutting with pain from all the hard liquor he'd had tonight. He was just about to get into his car when a low voice came from behind him, "Freeze." The corner of Byron's mouth twitched and he pressed on without turning around, "Leona, say, where are we going again tonight?" Leona put her gun away and poked her head out, "Byron, I heard there's a race in the countryside tonight, take me there." Suburban racing was a type of race, one that would start with a life and death contract, if anything happened on the track it was your own responsibility, thrill seekers were keen on this stuff and Leona was no exc

Bella cooed through the mate link. "I would have appreciated it if you would have given me a heads up that I was going to be the sacrificial lamb,” I grumbled while keeping a hawk eye on the road. "In fact, it would been better if you were not my philosophical Guru right now and helping me win this race,” I added. It was a neck on neck race going on between us four- Kai, Lex, Zane and me. The bikes hardly went further than 40 mph ! What the fvck !!

Jaxon and Ryder just stared like I'd gone nuts, but I continued my madness. "I'll be placing all my bets on Summer West Academy to win the race," I announced loudly and giggled, there's no way on earth I'll be placing my bet on Silver Crest when there's asshole mates are playing. Just in time, the other racers came, walking up to the guys and trying to shake their hands, but the B4 refused. Knox growled, his leather jacket stretching across his broad shoulders as he tensed. "What the fuck is going on?" he demanded, looking confused and I sat down to enjoy the show.

Jason inquired, knowing that if the race was going to hold it'd be nice to bring Scarlet along. “I have everything set up, waiting for your father and his Baby,” Carrillo responded, “Are you sure you can win this?” Jason asked, as he raised his eyes to look at Carrillo. “I'm a wizard when it comes to wheels,” Carrillo assured Jason that he was going to win the race. “It's the city of Italy, I know the routes to take, and if the road isn't busy. It'll be hell let loose, I won't remove my foot from the clutch.” He said to himself, picking another chunk of meat.

overtaking (but not breaking traffic rules), tearing through the air I reached at the location where the today's race is going on. It's a illegal pathways, in the less traffic area of New York, but the race helds only on mornings...night races are super duper illegal. But I tried them once in my life back then and almost save myself from arresting by hiding into the bushes. Haha...that was fun and I tried to do it again but for now...today's race is most important thing. I reached and everyone greats me, from my team. Yeah their is two team one is Alpha and other one is Omega.

Anda smiled threateningly. " As if that's not creepy"Alex shook his head. " Even if it's on my wedding night, I'm going to race and I don't care if someone is asking questions so make sure you invite me..we can start importing motorcycles under Jackson's name and buying from him too,no one else needs to know"Anda smiled. " I can give you opera street to start the race instead of here,I'll make sure to check it out before you use it"The Crown prince offered.

"Ten miles west. A canyon pass." "Vane!" Tristan pointed. "Hard left! We have twenty minutes to hit that canyon!" "Hold onto your lunches!" Vane roared, spinning the wheel. The Mammoth slewed sideways, snow spraying from the treads as fifty tons of metal fought for grip. The engine roared, the Aether-injectors firing blue flames from the exhaust stacks. They raced the storm. The Canyon Pass The race to Sector 7 was a blur of white-knuckle driving.

He hurriedly left the place and headed to the Stone Race. There were ten Superraces in the Greater Realms. From the strongest to the weakest, they were the Doom Race, the Ursa Race, the Stone Race, the Soul Race, the Angel Race, the Devil Race, the Skeleton Race, the Dragon Race, the Blood Race, and the Ghost Race. The Ghost Race was not among the top ten in the past. They only barely made it to the rankings after the Cloud Race dropped out. The Desolate Grand Canyon was located in the Stone Realm, the Stone Race’s territory. The Stone Race was ranked third among the Ten Great Races, and they had many Acmeans among them. They possessed terrifying strength, and they were among the main perpet