Drag Race Simulator Novels & Stories

I whisper in her ear. I start kissing her neck as my hands travel up and cover her breasts. “Jaidyn not here,” she says. I feel someone slap the back of my head and whip around to yell. There stands Dru with his arms crossed. We stand there staring at each other. I cross my arms. “Brady is looking for you. Stop molesting the employees.” Dru tells me. “Fine, but she is not an employee, she is my girl.” I point out.

“Wait, can I? Are you sure Rhett is—” “I told you he doesn’t mind,” Luca is the one to assure me. “Here, why don’t you try the racing simulator? The chair moves and shakes with the track while you're driving. It’s like sitting in an IMAX theater but you’re actually in the car.” “That looks so cool…” Luca helps me get set up and I dive in. Driving—or trying to drive—is a blast. I haven’t even got my license yet, but this game gives me a peek at what it could be like. And honestly, it looks pretty promising.

Drake had suddenly materialized in front of her, grinning stupidly like an idiot. I'm over here, you wanderer. I'm home! "He spoke in a rambling way. The pupils in Emily's eyes drew farther apart, and she even blinked her eyes twice. You're not real, that's for sure. You are nothing more than a copy of the Drake!" She let out a scream. Emily's head was softly caressed with a kiss at this moment. "Stray, I'm not a clone," Drake murmured huskily. He gave me a knowing wink and said, "If I were a clone, I wouldn't be here, embracing my arms around your waist."

I squeezed Jonas’s hand before moving to Osirus’ side as he called everyone to order. “Our first game is to see how many kills you can obtain in half an hour, only using your Goddess-given abilities. We will hunt in teams of ten. The winner will get their choice of a date partner for tonight. The date will be at any restaurant in the area and paid for by my father. Now, who wants to be in the first group?” he asked. I thrust my hand confidently into the air. “I want to go.”

Her father was dead. Her father was DEAD. Eloisa dropped the cloth over her father bloodied face and hugged her mother. Her mother was still mumbling gibberish. Someone shook her shoulder and Eloisa looked up to see her brother holding a glass of water. She shook her mother a few times to get her attention and then gave her the glass. Her mother stared at the glass for a few seconds before drowning it down like a person dying of thirst. She looked at Eloisa when she finished. She looked a bit calm now. Ethan was about to remove the cloth from where Eloisa did but his mother stopped him.

The conference was being streamed live. "Good afternoon, noble people of Washington. Following the incident that happened at the Adams Corporation international conference, where Mr Adams PA was said to have stripped herself naked after a great performance ending her the admiration of people, we are here to find out what happened. News on social media has it that she did this to attract the attention of Mr Bryson Adams who is engaged to Melissa Jackson. Adams Corporation has already refuted this claim and today, they are going to lay bear what happened last night. Stay tuned," reported the newscaster.

I was starting to believe she wouldn’t, so I’m glad she did. “What do you do all day?” Madonna Saint Elise is the nosiest person I’ve ever met. And I don’t mind one bit. “Sim driving.” “What’s sim driving?” Propping my pillow up on the headboard, I sit up. “Simulated. The tracks, the—” “You fake drive when you’re not actually driving? Why don’t you just go drive a real car instead?” “There are too many rules in place. We can’t be on the tracks except for qualifying and the race. Otherwise, we’d have an advantage.”

— ۩ Each lap will contain different obstacles you must navigate — Lap 1: Doom of Spikes, Lap 2: The Gauntlet, Lap 3: Deadly Drop, Lap 4: Cliffhanger, Lap 5: Undertow, and lastly Lap 6: The Finish Line — ۩ Racers may use any legal driving maneuver to gain an advantage. This includes blocking, drafting, and passing other racers. You are allowed to collide with and sabotage the other racers to slow them down. The racetrack is not wide enough for multiple cars to drive side by side, so crashing is inevitable. But, no weapons of players, and any kind are allowed. Only your driving skills, strategy, and car can help you win the race.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,