Fast Past Novels & Stories

"Am I being rewarded for something I don't know about? My tests are starting next week." "No dear and you're not being punished either," I quickly add. "Just think of this as a pre examination fast food... craze." "Definitely my injuries then," "Tyler no and talk fast," I slow down in time as the light changes to red. "We're almost there." "Yes but I want a fudge bar from DQ with a tropical blizzard and chick-fil-A for lunch tomorrow." This kid is really milking the situation. "Fine, you're not getting the blizzard. Possible cross contamination, I won't risk it."

And what should I stay away from? ‘Err… Fast food?”

However, Kellen intercepted him midway, kicking him down the balcony. Regarding speed, Kellen was the fastest in the group, and the strength was Mark. Ellen was good at making strategies, and Liam had the same power as Kellen but with lesser speed. Liam joined Kellen as he jumped down the balcony to face Kyle. “We need to get to Jensen,” Mark stated. “You don't need to get to me because I'm here,” Jensen said, grinning. “He's mine,” Ellen growled, halting Mark. “You think you can take me on, love?” Jensen asked.

Prince Reagan mumbling speeding up the car. T B C

Speed never lied. At three hundred miles an hour, the world peeled away everything unnecessary. There was no room for pretense or sweet-talking, no time for betrayal or half-truths. Excuses had no traction at these speeds; the machine demanded everything, and if you hesitated, it would chew you up and spit you out as just another cautionary tale whispered in the garages of the elite.

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴? 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵�

I'd decided enough time had been wasted so I headed for the food court. The choices were astounding; there were six different Asian takeaway shops that all seemed to sell the same dishes of western Chinese food. None of that interested me. Then I spotted an old favourite: Hungry Jack's. The food was bad for you, and I knew it, but this was always my preferred fast food joint when I indulged myself. I waited patiently in line and ordered my meal. As I stood waiting to collect my order, I felt a tap on my shoulder and realized someone had been calling my name.

Pero mukhang napapadalas na ang pabili niya ngayon. “Pahingi ako ha! Mas masarap pala ‘to kesa sa kape,” bulalas ko ng makita ang chicken, peach mango at madaming yum burger. “Fast Food monster,” natatawang bulong niya na umabot sa pandinig ko. “Sa liit kong ‘to ako pa talaga yung monster? Ikaw nga ‘tong maraming binili, Jeo,” sisi ko sa kanya pero natawa na lang siya.

I fall asleep fast because I'm going a mile a minute. When I woke up I felt rested for the first time in a long time. I get in the shower, pick out a nice outfit and head down to the lobby. When I get there I see Jon waiting for me. “Sorry to keep you waiting.” “No need to be sorry. Where would you like to go to breakfast?” “I was going to try the Ugly Mug Diner so I can put it in my article.”

But calculating too fast to stay passive. Ready for the next move.