Fairy Tail Race の小説・ストーリー

—Maybe before the season starts you could throw one of your parties here —Demir tells Aida. —That would be spectacular. What do you think, Nefertary? —I'll think about it —it's not such a bad idea, but illegal races on them are another thing to deal with... too much paperwork—. Well, I'll explain: there are three races, three laps each, with two finalists in the last one. Whoever wins gets to keep one of these cars. Only one prize, only one winner. —Are you joking? —Aitor, I never joke. Besides, what's the fun in competing without winning anything? Or better, why have fun like nine-year-olds when we can do it like adults? —I give him a crooked smile.

Lycan King growled as an indication to begin the race once both of them were done and were properly settled on the back of the horse. They gently kicked the horse, and the horse began to move. They pulled the rein from the right hand to turn the horse right and run in a circle. Both of them were at equal points in the first half circle. Lycan King was ahead at the end of the first round, which fueled Princess Orla's fire. She was determined to win this race to keep him at bay at all costs. And this appears to be the best time to do so. She knew that if she won the race then Lycan King will keep his word. She performs to the best of her abilities and employs all of the tricks and skills she h

She doesn't answer, only shrugs and looks to the ground. We just have enough time to get ready for the race. I help Kiara strap up in her car. "You ok?" I know this all shook her up emotionally. "Are you sure you can drive?" "More than that," she smiles, and I know the race is what she needs right now. It's going to be her vent. I give her a kiss and walk back to my friends. "Didn't know a race could contain so much drama," Nick says, and we all give him a glare. "Well, that guy definitely deserved it, after cheating on Kiara," he adds with a smirk.

Bang! The starting gun fired. Elio's modified Maserati shot off the line like an uncaged black beast. He barely slowed for the corners, its tires screaming against the pavement in a shrill cry that pierced the entire tunnel. His driving was just as I remembered from when he'd pursued me: wild and commanding, every overtake a gamble with death itself. On the final lap, the car nearly went airborne as it tore across the finish line in first place. The underground racetrack erupted in a deafening roar of shouts and whistles.

While Vicky sped off, Aurora reduced her speed until the others were in front of her. She didn’t care about the race anymore. While still absentmindedly following the others, she didn’t notice the fact that the red reduced his speed. It was only when he was near her that she noticed it. “Hey, little one, do you think you can beat me in this race? Remember that you’re just a girl, and this place is not for girls like you,” he whispered, his voice rough and full of malicious intent. With that said, he pushed Aurora off the track.

’ Marco pulled her into a corner and asked her quietly, ‘Who do you want to back in the next race?’ He pointed at the screen where the horses were warming up and she smiled, ‘That’s easy’ She pointed at the only white horse in the race, ‘The pretty white one.’ ‘You mean the grey.’ He said and she frowned at him, ‘Its not grey its white’ He laughed with delight, ‘They call them greys in the racing world’ She turned to the Bookie, ‘I’ll put £1000 on the pretty white one’

He paused, his eyes gleaming with an absurd type of happiness. “There’s an underground racing event. A private track. It’s called ‘Furious Tracks.’ The best drivers, the fastest cars. No rules. Pure adrenaline. It’s a place where even the most powerful men shed their titles and become... primal. No suits. No pretenses. Just speed and the sheer will to win. My kind of heaven.”

Tears filled her eyes as she tried to take them in. Aidan rested his hands helplessly on the pillar in front of him. "This isn't just about being the fairy mother, if...if" Aidan stammered. "If the wolves were to find out we'd be damned," Peri cut in. Both Peri and her advisor Aidan were worried and they assured themselves to just let it be a secret as they appoint her youngest daughter, Saria, as the Fairy mother. "Mother!" A young fairy was approaching. Saria was a fine young fairy with eyes like sunlight and hair blonde. She was slim-built and considerably tall for someone her age.

Darice looked at Ana in disbelief. "It doesn't say but the characteristics described are very similar to the Falkland wolf." "That book must have been written by a madman. Or it could be a wolf that looks like that." Darice still did not believe Ana's words. Ana just shrugged her shoulders lazily to explain more. They both went back to drinking coffee while busy with their own thoughts. "Hurry up and finish your coffee, class will start soon." Darice reminded Ana to hurry up. Ana glanced at the clock on her phone then nodded. The girl gulped down the remaining coffee half at a time. Darice just shook her head at that.

Laura says. "You are giving George the tribe lands?" I ask her. "His life in the tribe lands was stolen from him. Any fairy that wants to live there or wolf is free to go there. I want to be here with my wolf and my child. I have to stop fighting destiny. I do not want a chaotic life trying to make the wolves and fairies co-exist under us. I want the fairies to be free to do as they choose. I choose the pack. I am surrendering my crown to be your Luna," Laura says.