Drive Novels & Stories

The digital screen rebooted, displaying three words in white, Arial font: System Override Initiated. Before I could order my driver to hit the manual brake, the SUV’s engine roared, the accelerator pedal dropping to the floor under an invisible, automated weight. The steering wheel locked rigid in the driver's hands, forcing the vehicle straight toward the concrete barrier of the upcoming river bridge.

she panted, throwing the USB drive onto the front seat. Elvis spun the steering wheel, screeching the tires on the tarmac as he drove away.

~ Lucien ~ The engine of my SUV roared as I jerked the wheel, weaving through three lanes of midday traffic like a predator chasing a scent. My knuckles were white against the leather steering wheel. On the passenger seat, my phone was on speaker, Elias’s voice cutting through the hum of the engine.

"Drive fast." ⁠

Get in. Slam it shut. He does the same. Starts the engine. Drives off.

Henry*** The night air was electric as the growl of engines shattered the silence. A fleet of sleek, armored vehicles snaked through the dense forest, their headlights cutting through the shadows like blades. At the center of it all was a black Rolls-Royce, its polished exterior gleaming ominously under the pale moonlight. The vehicle was a statement—a declaration of power, wealth, and unshakable authority.

Mercedes AMG CLE 43 4MATIC Coupe, windows tinted to darkness, the silent, low growl of the engine that managed to find it’s way to your chest, an absolute beast. The kind of car that doesn’t need permission to own a street. My phone buzzed. A notification from Mr. Reynor. "From today henceforth, I’m going to have you driven to work myself. Don’t argue. Just get in."

The wind cools his hot tears and people looks at him as he trembles. He sets on the back row of the bus, he cries his eyes out like a baby, people were looking at him but didn't do a thing, they didn't ask him if he's okay or not, they didn't approach him. " what the hell is wrong with that kid!?" some dudes ask and laugh. He needs to die. He sees it. The Golden Gate Bridge. He walks up to the bus driver, hoping that he would see his pain. He looks at him and says, " Come on, kid, get off the bus. I got to go, "

Of course not, I won’t give her time to doubt, no sir, I'll kiss her breathlessly, I’ll wrap my arms like tentacles around her and keep her so satisfied, she’ll beg me to give her more and more advertising campaigns so she’ll never had to leave. Moving uncomfortably in the seat, I congratulated myself for not being that kind of rich posh with the need to drive a Ferrari or a Lamborghini, because with my height, it was impossible to do. I loved my Jeep Rubicon for its height and of course for the dark windows so they couldn’t see how turned on I was just at the thought of being with Olivia one more time. Five and a half hours later, thanks to the afternoon traf

I joked "But you were the amateur driver who wanted to hit me" She smiled "You're going to school right?" she asked "Of course" I replied "Get in my car and let me drive Ya to school" she said making an attempt to enter her car "uh... Uh" I said in disagreement. She gave me a questioning look and I quickly added " I don't wanna die young" "Well, so help me God if you don't get your ass in my car" "OK OK miss" I said as she laughed. We got in the car and she started the engine. Ariana Grande thank you next was playing in her car.