Fairy Tail Race の小説・ストーリー

The others charged after him like a pack of wildlings. Zay wasn’t far behind. He pumped his legs hard, clearly turning this into a race. Of course. Everything with Zay had to be a contest. Tripp rolled his eyes. Fine. If Zay wanted a race, he’d get one. Tripp kicked into gear, flying down the path and blazing past him. He could practically hear the frustration behind him. That only made him push harder. Then, with a sudden whoosh, Zar barreled past both of them—grinning like a maniac and shoving Zay to the side as he did. Zay growled, not happy, but Zar didn’t care. He was fast. Way faster than anyone expected.

Rowland Lightweight and Joy Runaway, you two better hope that Bella has a good plan that can save my ass or else, I was going to choke you two with my fart. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Dante's POV "Why didn't mate start the race with us ?” my wolf worriedly asked when a bikini clad Jax and a mini skirt sporting Ryder, dropped their handkerchiefs while the rest of the sextuplet sisters howled to mark the start of the race.

Wolves shouted and sprinted toward the track. Elara grabbed my arm. “Come on.” The bond snapped with a jolt, leaving my heart stumbling. I followed her to the start line. The final race was simple. A sprint through deep snow around the clearing. Wolves vibrated with excitement and competitive fury. The horn blasted. We ran. Snow crunched beneath my feet. Magic tingled at my fingertips. Laughter filled the air behind me. Wolves shouted and slid and cheated in every possible way. I ran faster. But halfway through the race, everything changed.

“I have a bad feeling that your idea and my idea of fun are different.” I just chuckled and proceeded to drag her to where my bike is. I picked up my helmet and threw it her way and she barely caught it. “Put that on.” She just sighed in defeat and knew she couldn't say no to me anyway. I drove us to the race track where everyone's already gathered for the upcoming race. “Yo, if it isn't the nation's famous prince.”Jake greeted me the moment he saw me arriving. Most racers here are humans, and there are only a handful of werewolves and vampires. In a place like this, no one would care even if you are the king of the world unless you are the king of the track.

Simone's throat tightened as he prepared to speak up for her, but at that exact moment, Tania's phone began to ring. She answered, and her best friend Rita Ludovici's voice came through. "Talia, there's a street race on Ridgeway Road. You in?" "Yeah." Tania agreed without hesitation. She hung up and went straight for the driver's seat. "A race? I want to go too!" Noemi immediately clung to Simone's sleeve, acting cute. "Simone, I've never seen racing before. Come with me, please?" Simone looked at Tania, asking her if it was fine with his gaze.

she says excitedly as well, didn't take long before everybody followed suit, including Aliya. I and Georgiana stood by the edge of the racetrack, my eyes fixed on the two figures charging forward on their spirited horses. It was turning into a heated horse race between Raffaele, and his best friend Greg. The air buzzed with excitement, and the sound of their voices and laughter echoed through the expansive grounds.

“You may now follow my fellows who will lead you to the location of your first test." The two younger sincalions escorts us to an expansive plain, short green grass covers it like a carpet. He raises his hand to show that we should halt at a point marked with a huge banner flapping in the wind. The words "Race of Two" are written on it. Wait... a race? No one told us we had to run! Some of us, like Heather and Violette are in tight beautiful dresses that would not allow them to run at all. "You should have told us there is going to be a race so we can come prepared. How is this fair when we’re dressed like this?" Heather fumes loudly.

Of course that comes with giving up who I am and I like me. Tate and Skye start pulling me to go dance before the race starts, once again another tradition. It helps let off some steam. Before I get behind the wheel. This is the first race that I have been able to go to in a few weekends. I get to race against that asshole, his shitty car is a piece of shit compared to Tate's car. After a shot of vodka, a little more dancing with my girlies. The race is going to be starting soon. The race coordinator comes up to tell us how it is going to go.

Riley grinned as she got out and accepted the well wishes and congratulations. "You little bitch!" Roadkill, who had pulled up behind her, lunged for her. Riley screamed as he grabbed her by the waist, tossed her in the air and mock body slammed against the side of her car. "I had that fucking race before you nearly went suicide over that cliff. And what the fuck was that little love tap you gave me? Thought this was a no contact race? You owe me a new light, Reaper." Riley laughed and punched him in the arm. The blond Australian was her biggest competition in these races. It was usually a toss up between them. Four others had been racing with them, but they hadn't even come close to touchin

Finally, we go Manor's fat bum over. " * Sighs* Man! You're just as heavy as Hikaru when he wears that Queen Knight's armor!" I complained. Thank god, Hikaru was wearing normal clothes today or I would die before the race even begins. " Well, what do you expect?! I'm a growing Version! Full of nothing but muscle! Anyway, Terrius cheated and Kaen is a cheetah, so the real winner of this race is me!" Manor announced. " * Scoffs* Full of muscle alright! No wonder he's so thick. "