Fire Truck Game Novels & Stories

I'm so sorry. A dwarf climbs onto Lucifrone and he finds her beautiful. “Lucifron, we have a mate.” - Zog says, disapprovingly. “But she is beautiful, and we are alone.” When the woman grabs Lucifron's cock and tries to introduce it into her pussy, a huge ball of fire hits her and she flies a few meters and hits a tree, falling unconscious to the ground. The other dwarves run angrily towards the source of the blast, but they are hit by another fireball and they also end up flying with the impact.

Jackie's heart ticked faster, and tendrils of anxiety wrapped around her stomach as the truck rounded a bend and she saw flashing red lights reflected against the dark pine forest lining the lodge's gravel drive. "What the…" Scott glanced at Jackie with a frown. "What's going on?" Now the air was thick with wood smoke. Around the next turn, they came face to face with a collection of emergency vehicles, all with their lights flashing. To their left, amid charred trees and brush, they could see the smoldering remains of Cabin 1. A firefighter in full turn-out gear moved into the middle of the drive, blocking their way. "We need you folks to stay back," he told them waving his arms.

This wasn’t their first rodeo but it would definitely be their last. As we continued down the road, the truck persisted in its relentless pursuit, shooting more missiles which left trails of smoke and fire in their wake. “Missiles!” Mateo alerted me as I nodded, thankful that we were wolves that could react in split seconds. I timed the missile behind with a low hanging tree before me and when the can got close, I swerved with a grunt, the truck moving out of the way just in time as the tree exploded into pieces, its destruction seeming to blend with the screeching of tires and the sound of bullets bouncing off the back of the truck.

The massive truck lurched forward, accelerating wildly toward the shattered perimeter fence. The twin sentry turrets spun up with a terrifying BRRRRRZT. A hail of heavy-caliber, armor-piercing rounds tore across the runway, chewing up the asphalt mere inches behind the fleeing transport truck. Baraka didn't climb into the cab. He stood on the open tailgate of the accelerating truck, the violet Star-Code fire erupting across his body. He didn't try to absorb the heavy machine-gun fire; there were too many rounds, and the truck was moving too fast. Instead, Baraka thrust both of his hands backward, projecting a wide, convex shield of pure kinetic friction.

The truck slowly caught on fire despite being in the rain, then after a few minutes blew up into the sky… Yet the car it hit only bore scratches. *****

“I told you, didn’t I? I will put an end to that problem of yours. I’m not toying you, Katherine. Let’s say, I want to play a game with you.” “What’s the difference, huh? You want to play with me, it’s all the same!” “Toying you is different from playing with you. Toying you means I’m just the one who’s receiving all the benefits, meanwhile, if I say playing with you, you can cooperate and have your fair share of benefits in our game.” “Well then, Mr. Supernatural, I don’t want to play a game with you.” “It’s Helion. My name is Helion.” “I don’t care about your name at all.”

ALEXANDER The fire from the shipment truck had been slow and climbing at first after Fredrick had flicked the match on the gas trail he made as the lick of flames followed to where it would meet the open tank of the white van. “Get in goddammit, hurry!” I gritted when the maverick began to tussle his strawberry-blonde hair in the side mirror first, instead of trying to flee the scene, as any reasonable man with a good head on his shoulders would.

Angel looked at the other people standing near Yael and asked, "Why hasn't the fire truck arrived yet?" "I called them right after the fire broke out. They responded early but were blocked at the intersection by a parked BMW," the head of security hurriedly explained. "They're trying to push the white BMW out of the way, but it will take some time."

Looking back, I saw the truck as it burst into flames. I looked at Iris quickly. "You okay?" She nodded and looked back at me. She looked fascinated and shaken at the same time. "I have never been driven this fast," I burst into laughter and looked back at the road. "Well, get used to it." I pumped the accelerator and the second truck appeared but these ones seemed to be more prepared than the first. There was a man on the truck with a machine gun and he began shooting sporadically, bullets sprayed on the car's glass and it shattered immediately. I dodged bullets and Iris screamed.

I smirk as the other two look on, shocked, giving me a slight chance to hit them both, again they burst into flames. I can hear two more vehicles chasing us just as I spot the black truck waiting just beyond the gates. I watch on in delight as Masimo climbs into the bed of the truck and shoots the RPG at the cars following us as we run, he hits the first car as we reach the gates. I start to fiddle with the keys as Masimo shoots again, taking the other car out.