Fiction Books About Cars Mga Nobela at Kwento

The row of cars gleamed under the fluorescent lights, were sleek, expensive machines in every color imaginable. Lamborghinis, Porsches, Bentleys, and even a rare Rolls Royce. They looked like works of art. The Mancini family didn’t do anything halfway. I felt a flicker of envy and shame. Back at the Moretti estate, only Vivian had such a fleet. Leonardo had maybe four cars, all functional but unremarkable. I had two, my SUV and a sporty coupe but nothing like this. I sighed and climbed into one of the SUVs. It was unfamiliar but comfortable, polished to perfection.

"We never got to eat, you must be hungry," remarks Caspian as he keys in the code. A metal door smoothly slides open to reveal the biggest garage I've ever seen. There must be more than ten cars in there and several motorcycles. Why would they need that many cars? From practical sedans and SUVs to fancy sports cars. There is a BMW, a Jeep, a Buick, a Ferrari, a Porsche, a Bugatti...just wow! There are a few other exotic cars that I have never seen before and have no slightest idea what the make of them, but my mouth water at the sight of a red 1967 Corvette. That baby is totally lickable!

Work and books were my only escape from the hell on earth Aaron had carefully and strategically built for me. But, as you would already know, I’ve been living my own fantasy novel for so long, I had no desire to escape to anywhere that wasn’t their bedroom. Or mine. With them in it. I’m three pages into a romance novel when I hear the chair across from me scrape against the floor. My food can’t be done with already. One glance at the parking lot, and I find the black Toyota parked beside my car. My jaw hardens, and I look up to find a pair of round eyes glaring at me.

he replied, rounding to the driver’s side, “You still got in the car.” We drove to a small bookstore café he’d mentioned before, the kind of place tucked away on a quiet street, with glowing windows and shelves stacked so high you needed ladders to reach the top. The smell hit me as soon as we stepped inside, old paper, coffee, and something warm, like cinnamon. Hayden shook off the cold and looked around. “Alright, Coleen. You’re in your element now. Show me the magic of… uh…” He squinted at a display. “Whatever this is. Fantasy? Romance? Giant doorstops with dragons on the cover?”

She kept on staring out the window and Brandon scrolled through his phone trying to see if there was any other news regarding him and Emma. —----------------------------------------------------------- Emma starred in surprise at the cars parked in front of her house. There was movement in the house and a chill crept up her spine. She had no idea what was happening. There were two black Maserati SUVs and another black Bugatti. Emma wasn't big on class but she could identify which was a Lamborghini or a Bugatti. But she still had no idea why the cars were parked in front of her home. Gordon had a car similar to this. He had various cars in his garage that she wasn't so sure which was his own.

Heyy guys Please don't forget to vote and to let me know where I did something wrong, have a lovely day full of sunshine and I hoop you like my book Love Amie ~~~ Violet (POV) I followed the twins to the garbage where many beautiful cars are. Ollie took my hand and took us to the Jeep Wrangler. My favorite car After we got in the car, Ollie and El turned around looking at me. And Ollie started talking

Vivian replied to the man again. Vivian must have remembered how Kate told her that she owned two sports cars, one red and the other yellow. The two cars were the boldly colored cars in the garage, and that was why Vivian's blue eyes caught the two cars immediately. This time, the car the driver was driving was a black sedan, and it certainly didn't belong to the woman. Instead, this type of car surely belonged to Stefan. “Madame does have two cars, but she rarely drove them when she went out. She always said that driving alone was tiring, and that's why she asked me to drive her today. Even Master needed to drive by himself because of that.”

Even more, he had to return when the time came. Once he was out of the library and in his car, he finally rummaged through them. There were a couple of romance novels, building repairs, and the biography of Professor Mozart. The one he thought was a self-help book was a romance novel. He looked at the autobiography of the professor. Just seeing the smug smile on that bastard's face made him angry. All these years, this man has manipulated the universe into thinking he was a saint. It made Jalefel sick to his stomach. He tossed the book on the backseat, wishing it would be buried underneath trash. Sadly, he kept his work vehicle immaculate. So, it would sit there unopened. He picked up one of

“Where is that damn car of the devil?” And I ran myself, heading to the ground floor. Just where Chris guided me. And there, I saw three luxurious cars. A Lamborghini. Rolls Royce. And Ferrari. I cursed mentally as I don’t know what car it is. I walked closer to the vehicles, and there, I saw from afar Dr. Karsyn’s bodyguards busy playing with cards. It looks like they are gambling. “Hi! G-Good morning?” I wasn’t sure if I should greet them or not. But as soon as their eyes laid on me. They panicked and became tense. They threw the card away and formed a line as they kept their head down low. There were twenty of them. Coins are dancing on the ground as one of them tripped on the table. “A-A

he asked. I nodded so fast my hair flopped. He pulled the doors open. And my whole world exploded. Rows and rows of shiny cars. Old cars. Classic cars. Cars I’d only seen in books or on TV. Cars with curves and chrome and engines that probably sounded like thunder. My mouth fell open. “Whoa…” Koda gasped. “Gabe… it’s a car zoo!” Jace snorted. “It’s a collection, not a zoo.” “I like zoo better,” Koda said.