Four Wheels Of Novels & Stories

I whispered aggressively like I could scare the cars away if I talked too loud. “It's just a tradition to receive The Ethan Starrk,” he said with a shrug, his tone annoyingly breezy. “Come on, this is nothing.” “This is not nothing,” I shot back, still staring at the cars. “How many of these are even for us?” He tilted his head, pretending to count. I tried not to roll my eyes. There were exactly nine vehicles in number. Four Audis and five onyx G-wagons. “Hmm all of them?” His answer came in the form of a question, but it was an answer nonetheless.

The vehicle didn't just have self-driving and self-parking capabilities; it also had four-wheel steering that could rotate 360 degrees and the ability to fly at low altitudes in its early stages. This truly caught Suzy off guard! A vehicle that could be used both on land and in the air was indeed a vacant niche in the market. The domestic technology in this area had been relatively immature until now.

Lira pov They're Alphas. Every instinct in me says so the second I lay eyes on them. Four of them. All towering. All watching me like I'm something fragile they don't know how to handle. And I hate that I'm frozen. I should be running. Screaming. Fighting. But I can't even breathe right. My legs won't work. My body's trembling too hard. I'm not sure if I'm going to collapse or pass out. Maybe both.

I was too focused on the feeling of the steering wheel in my hands. As I pulled out onto the track for the first few laps, everything felt normal. I pushed the engine, feeling the raw power of the machine beneath me, the wind screaming past the cockpit. I was hitting my marks, carving through the corners with a precision that felt like poetry. But on the fourth lap, as I entered the long straightaway and shifted into top gear, the car shuddered.

He squealed. Fredrick smiled at his wife and nodded at Adrian softly, “I will call my dealer tomorrow. Do you have a model in mind?” “I don’t mind anything, anything with four tires will do.” Adrian bursted in excitement. “Thank you…” Avery whispered to her husband. “Come on, don’t be cheap.” Gary interjected. “Anything with four tires can also be a shopping trolly.” “Look who’s talking!” Alex riposted. “A.D be careful of this man.”

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It had four pillars for the roof, a complex bodywork around the wheel arches of the wheel clearly made of alloys in a diameter of 23 inches and brakes of vented discs. We finally got to Justin's house. He helped me out of the car so that I could stop scrutinising its beauty. "I don't drive this car," he said, referring to the Maybach Exelero as we walked towards his house after he had parked the car. "I only drove it because of you, Eve, my special queen." He said, causing me to blush. I tried to hide the blush but the eminently illuminated compound was not helping.

The way they fit together around me like pieces of a puzzle I hadn’t even known was incomplete. “I love you,” I said softly to all of them. “Each of you, all of you.” “We love you too,” they replied in various forms, and I felt the truth of it in every gentle touch, every protective gesture, every moment of care they’d shown me throughout the day. Four different ways of loving me, but one perfect truth. I was theirs, just as surely as they were mine. And nothing was ever going to change that.

“Wait for it, it's getting closer..” Hilda finally heard a horn. “Oh,” She smiled. “You know what it is?” “It's the reason why the road is tarred and on a line.” Hilda said. “It's a car.” “What's a car?” Keondra wore a confused look. “It's a vehicle, it transports people, goods, a lot of things. Usually with four wheels.” Hilda replied. “Stay off the road.” The two ladies stepped back on the shoulder and waited. “We didn't have ‘cars’. We had chariots and wagons. My father had the best stallions. Black, white and mighty. The best.”

But it looked rather different from the houses I've seen. And also, I had seen countless of this small houses on the road. But why would a house move? This is really so strange but yet, fascinating. "Ma'am Emily, what exactly are those?" I asked curiously and pointed at where the small houses where. "Oh! Those are cars. Just like the bus we had entered, that's a car." She explained with a smile. "Really? A car? What's a car?" I asked, perplexed. "You ask too many questions Chloe. A car is a four-wheeled vehicle that moves on the road and carry a little number of people to wherever they're going." She explained.