Death Race: Inferno Novels & Stories

Ambrose's blank expression twisted into a wicked grin, despite the vein popping in his forehead and his white knuckles that held the rope back from his throat. Rhae grinned wickedly in response and held out her hand, still covered in white flame. Icran's face fell with the fire that dropped to the ground. He watched it form a flaming trail that melted the concrete. Before he could react, it reached his feet and enveloped him. With a feral scream, Icran was finally ashes. Gone. Dead. He was dead. It was over.

Alejandro was between Miguel's legs going to town on his length obviously he didn't have a gag reflex. "I tried to stop him but he was very persistent," Miguel stated, removing his hand from pushing down the back of Alejandro's head. He pulled them gently out of the auburn strands and I growled menacingly. My eyes started to glow and I felt my Death resurrecting. Black wisps whipped around me and I growled furiously at my mate and his slutty whore friend. Richard looked at me and cursed.

I turn back to her, "we will go." "But first," I reach forward and poured the bottle on his head, soaking him and his little friend. "Complements from the vineyard little bitch." He shot up from the seat, his eyes wide in horror. I was starting to think that I shouldn't have done that. Before he made after us, I dashed out of the booth with Hayley following and set for the back door. Luckily my car was right around the corner so we didn't have to run far. It was the fastest I started and drove a car in heels. The club was in my rearview. A few moments later, my white E-class Mercedes Benz was rolling through the rustic gates of the estate.

“I was pissed they did this to me and pissed Jared fucked me over so I said fuck it and fuck you. You mated the bitch and killed Jared. I have held Scarlet responsible for a long time. She left our pack and deserted us and then showed back up as you as her mate? Now she acts like she cares? So for the past few months, I decided to teach all you people a lesson. Don’t fuck over your hired helpers. After I wiped out Montana, Washington was next. Or Is…” “What did you make to put in our water?” I asked through clenched teeth. “A liquid form of cobalt and magnesium. At high enough levels, you will die of an overdose. Shut down major organs and eventually the low blood pressure will kill you. Pai

It was a carefully planned "accident" that made me lose my child and my consciousness. Meanwhile, the mastermind lived her days in peace. With a quick glance at Zachary, I said, "Show him that video." Zachary nodded, then turned the television on. In the video, a man lifted his identification and tried to avoid the camera. Upon hearing the warning that was said to him, he spoke up in a shaky voice. "Hitting Riley because of drunk-driving wasn't an accident. Selena Tanner was the one who told me to do so.

Someone had once said that the thing that’s worse than death is betrayal. Yekaterina and the rest of Ahrio’s team felt the heavy truth of that as they know each passing second sends them closer to their own demise. Each jolt of electricity weakens them, blurring their vision, fainting their heartbeats and slowly losing their consciousness. For them his betrayal is more painful than his death.

I hold a bottle of rubbing alcohol and pour it over the pile of my old life. I have to put an end to this. I reach inside my purse and pull out a lighter. Ha. Elio does not know I smoke. I start laughing as I toss my lit lighter and see the pile of items ignite. I redirect myself to the bedroom and slip in my own blood on the marbled bathroom tile. My head hits the sink, but I do not care. I can't feel anything. I sit up, and I can feel my blood trickling from my forehead, down my cheeks, and neck and staining my white dress.

They remembered very clearly what the Rank 1 Evolved One had said. He had said that a powerful Dark Race and four Rank 7 Zombies had arrived. They had not believed him at first, but now they had no choice but to do so. Since four Rank 7 Zombies had arrived in Inferno Base, it meant that the young man was a powerful Dark Race, right? At the thought of it, everyone grew more fearful. They had no idea how powerful the Dark Race was since he was able to control four Rank 7 Zombies.

Indigo. I hadn't waited to hear any other thing. I got into the car, waiting until we were driving before I asked the most gnawing question. “The death race…what is it?” I asked, fingers gripping the headrest in front of me while the manㅡ Slade's coachㅡ drove the car like he was a possessed person. That would explain where Slade had gotten his reckless driving skills from. He didn’t answer right away. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his jaw flexing with frustration. “Exactly what it sounds like,” he finally muttered. “An underground race that doesn’t end when you crash. It ends when you die.”

I didn't even blink. I just stared straight into his eyes. "Cum for me, Daddy," I moaned. As he kept ramming into me, his thrusts became harder with every second. Almost immediately I felt his warmth inside of me, and in the next second he sank his canines into my neck again. This time, harder. Deeper. "Ah!" I screamed, pain rushing through my veins. For a brief second, my vision blurred. I slid my eyes shut, and that was the last thing I knew.