Drive Ghost Novels & Stories

5m) and this is one of my expensive race cars. "Hello Lamborghini Veneno, I missed you" I was talking to my Lamborghini I miss driving this car, it's been a long time since I drove this and won in the international drag race it's an underground race event. Automatically the garage door opens and I started the engine and went to the place where the drag race event will be held. "Good Evening Atlas welcome back" the guard greeted me and I just nod, only the management of this event knows that I'm a girl. I went straight to the race track and I stepped out from my car.

“My favorite food is pancakes and I last took a shit this morning. I’ve also been having this reoccurring dream lately—” “Yes, I see now how Anastasia has found her place with your lot.” The oil-coated voice of Crowley Driggs, Vladimir’s personal tracker, matched his less than attractive appearance. When he smiled, he revealed a mouth full of missing teeth. “You must have some use. What is it you do?” He asked Ghost, but his eyes were on me. “I get rid of my Alpha’s enemies. Would you consider yourself one of them?” “Careful with the threats.” His smile widened. I could smell his breath from where I sat. Rancid from the tonsil stones, yet sweet from the peppermints he constantly sucked on. “

“So, what’s your plan exactly?” Kiran asked me as I drove toward Garfield Park. “Jessica gave me her cloak and since you insisted on coming with me, you can make us disappear. Will you be able to open the gate in the basement? It works with biometric fingerprints on our cards but they would have disabled mine upon my death,” I said. “I don’t know. I’ve never had to open a fancy gate like that before,” he said with a smile. I pulled into Bo’s driveway and the garage doors opened up. I pulled inside and switched the car off. I got out and Kiran opened his door as well.

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

Nikos is right below me, his breath hot on my ankle. We burst out into the night air. A vacant lot. Tall weeds. A waiting sedan with the engine running. Nikos shoves me into the back seat and dives in after me. "Go!" he screams at the driver. As the car peels away, tires screeching on gravel, I look back. The manhole cover flies into the air with a clang. Drakon pulls himself out of the earth. He stands there, drenched, muddy, empty-handed. He roars—a sound of pure, impotent fury that shakes the windows of the car.

Deafening sounds of roaring engines break through my pitiful thoughts and have me turn to my right to discover trucks following closely behind us, they caught up with us quite quickly. Did Phobos give out the signal long before? How did I not notice it? "Luna, are you enjoying your ride?" Drakho hollers from the driver's seat his window open as he drives with ease through the forest showing me his mastery of it. "Yes." I bellow back a grin on my face as Asger neighs and gallops faster endeavouring to win this race he assumes is happening.

Someone in the crowd recognized the person stepping out of the lead vehicle and gasped. “How on earth is this nightmare here…” The person stopped in front of me, her voice ice-cold. “Which car did you want smashed?”

The heavy blast doors of the garage ground open, letting in a swirl of blinding white snow. Ashren punched the accelerator, and we shot out into the dark. … The Ghost Road wasn't on any official map. It was an old smuggler's route that bypassed the main highways, cutting through the jagged, frozen ravines of the deep tundra. For the first six hours, the silence in the rover's cabin was absolute, save for the hum of the engine and the howling wind outside. I sat in the passenger seat, my arms wrapped tightly around myself. The rover’s heater was blasting at maximum capacity, making Valen sweat in the backseat. But my breath was still pluming in the air like white smoke.

So in their eyes, I was nothing more than a tool to be completely drained of worth. The storm felt as though it were freezing my organs solid, but I summoned the last of my strength, curled my fingers and pushed the car door open again. My stiff limbs gave way the moment I stepped out, and I fell hard into the snow. Hearing the noises from my end, Zachary scoffed, his sneer almost visible in his voice. "No way, are you trying to rupture the heating pipes again? You can't even bear to hurt a mouse, so why are you acting all scary now?

Shadow and Ghost follow behind me. The drive there is silent, only the growl of engines filling the night air. Every passing minute feels to be dragging and every heartbeat heavier than the last. The car is already on the shore when we get there. Only Ghost, Shadow, and I walk down the muddy bank. The divers are packing up their equipments. I hear murmurs in the distance, even someone calling my name but I barely hear them. My eyes stay fixed on the black Dodge sitting crooked by the shore. The front is smashed in, the windows cracked, the glass glittering on the seats. But it’s empty.