Funny Mcqueen Novels & Stories

the guys covered their mouths, chuckles exploding at the burn. Asher's jaw ticked in irritation, feeling more and more like his old self before the entire omega shit. "McLaren and she had more horsepower than your entire bloodline has brain cells." "SHITTT!" the guys hollered, clearly enjoying the drama unfolding. "Yeah, but she's dead now...." The guy smirked. "Just like your reputation." More snickers echoed in the air and Asher clenched his fist. "So tell me, West," Mason pushed, stepping closer to him. "What the fuck are you gonna win with now? A Prius?"

He laughed when he hit the driver and suddenly the speed of his vehicle skidded causing him to fall into the water. “See, my cool‘ isn’t it? ” smiling he promised. "Fuck!" Theon growled loudly as Mordeccai pulled him back to his driving position. He banged his head so annoyed that he turned it around and was about to hit it. "Jackylyn!" its teaching on the way. He quickly caught sight of her hand and looked around. "Just kidding." He kicked it hard on the head and a crisp laugh was given to him. He was serious about driving and even faster, they had to catch up with the girl. Tired of searching, he is not fond of the game ‘Come and Get Me’.

~ CARA ~ “…so, I mean, imagine this: Rig is standing there, naked, with his mouth open, and his mom’s staring at him and he goes, “It’s not what it looks like, I swear.” And we’re all rolling.” The passenger seat of the car, I was laughing so hard my sides ached. “Stop. You have to stop. I’m going to cry and ruin my makeup,” I gasped. “You should. You don’t need all that crap on your face,” Mack said, his eyes bright and smile more relaxed than I’d ever seen it. He turned to wink at me before turning back to the road.

A chuckle left my lips, despite myself hearing the Mean Girls quote. "Don't you need to paint your car pink to say that line?" I asked when I got into the car. Jake looked appalled, as if I had shot him. "What? Ew, no!" He shuddered dramatically which made me giggle. In the short drive to the mall, Jake had sung and played out the lyrics of DAYWALKER! by CORPSE and MGK with dramatic flair, that nearly made me fall out of my seat in laughter.

The evening was setting in outside the large french windows of my office. What a mess our lives had been for the last few years! I shut my eyes, drawing in a deep breath when my phone buzzed. I picked it up from the desk without even checking the name. "Hmm?" "How is my McQueen doing?", It was him, asking in the most Neil like tone possible. "Your McQueen is chilling, McDumbo.", I said grinning as I spoke. "Nesha is back home by now.. right?", He asked. I looked at the wall clock of the cabin.

This moment it seems my brain and mouth became disconnected because now my mouth is saying words my brain hasn’t processed yet. He sucks in a quick deep breath and his arms around my waist tighten, because he seems to be taken off by my words too. I am honestly really surprised at myself too. “That’s the problem?” “Is that not enough to be the problem? The only people I know don’t age and look this way are gods. Are you a god Mr McQueen?” He laughs aloud, but still in a classy way, shaking from the impact of the laughter, “I don’t know, you tell me.”

Macy quirked a perfectly arched eyebrow at me. A sheepishly shameful smile spread across my face and with that popcorn was flung at me for my ignorance. "You know I'm proud of you for finally dumping Brian fucking Larson on his non existent behind. How's a guy going to walk around all pride and prejudice with no damn ass. It's not even flat! The damn thing caves inwards. I didn't even think that was possible!" Leave it to Macy to turn this into a joke. She wasn't wrong though. Even us girls love a man with ass. Not too much ass but ass nonetheless.

just to make sure. He thumbs up. "All good, dude." I nodded and got into my McLaren 570S car. I immediately started the engine while the door was still open. I saw on the other side the mayor's son grinning like a did a dog at me. 'Smile all you want, fucker. That''ll be your last ' I said to myself.

Could they have heard what they said? Cain suddenly burst out in an awkward laughter and punched my arm playfully, “Oh dear!” he clutched his stomach, “you are so silly, Malric! And I love your sense of humor. Good goddess! Oh, don’t worry folks, he loves to joke around a lot. Please carry on with your business, it was only a joke.”