Goggles X Rider Novels & Stories

Why is there a rogue this close to this border? The rogue scent is leading that way. “My riders are on their way. This way you will know what we are talking about in the mind-link we have,” Troy explained and we just gave a nod. “They will bring you a saddle. They will modify the Gix’s first saddle,” Troy added before he turned wolf again. We took a breath in and watched that tree line.

Lisa gasped along with half the crowd as the two of them collided and one was thrown completely off his horse. She didn’t even know the rules, she realised but she could guess that being unseated was probably not a good move. A man climbed up a small ladder and put an ‘X’ next to one of the names and crossed another out completely. They watched as the next round followed and then the next. Two new riders prepared themselves. One on a bay, one on a grey horse. Mira squealed suddenly and lisa realised that the rider on the bay was Ridley. He rode up to their box and Mira leaned out and gave him a small piece of fabric that he kissed dramatically and tucked into his armour.

we hop on and she takes off down the road, it was then the rogues came out of hiding charging at us, running after the bike. “I’ve never seen rogues with eyes that colour before!” she says, their eyes are red as blood “we should try bringing one of them back alive” I say all four of them on our tails “I’m gonna do a front wheelie and toss you, shift mid air and attack, 3,2,1!”

"Show me." --- The packs converged at the edge of the forest where the sightings had been reported. The air was thick with tension as they waited, weapons at the ready. The ghostly mist began to thicken, and a chill ran down their spines. Out of the mist rode a figure on a spectral horse, its eyes burning with an otherworldly fire. The ghost rider's appearance was both terrifying and mesmerizing. Clad in armor that seemed to glow with spectral light, the rider wielded a whip that crackled with dark energy.

, Rex said snidely, what was his problem with me now. "Shut it up Rex, you're just jealous that Nox and Vixen did better than you and Yuri.", Mariana replied back at him, crossing her hands on her chest. "At least we're not using some illegal thing unlike these idiots.", Yuri shouted back at us and I told Mariana to just shake it off and tell her and everyone to celebrate all of our test today in Crystal Zilch which is a popular bar in our region. They cheered at me and with that we left our school stationary building, I went into my new Tron Bike XR2 which is the super speed motorcycle. Grabbing the glasses thing and wear it, it detects my iris and automatically extended to be a helmet. I t

The g-force pinned me to the seat, my vision tunneling as the world outside the viewport became a streaking kaleidoscope of raw data. [VELOCITY: MAX_STABLE_THROUGHPUT] [ESTIMATED_TIME_TO_GREENLAND: 04:12:33] I slumped back, my breath coming in shallow gasps. The silence in the cockpit was eerie, broken only by the rhythmic pulse of the engines. We were off-grid. We were in the tunnel. I unbuckled my harness and stumbled into the cargo hold. Xander was leaning against a stack of crates, his chest heaving, his tactical gear scorched by the Collector’s touch. He looked up at me, his eyes still shimmering with a faint, receding silver light.

The engine’s growl faded into a purr as the rider-tall and dressed in a tailored black suit- kicked down the stand and swung his leg off the bike. Olivia stared at the rider with an eyebrow raised. “Who wears a suit on a motorcycle? Is that the trend nowadays?’ Olivia wondered as she stared at the rider. The rider removed his helmet revealing a pair of hazel eyes and dark hair with a sharp jawline that belonged to a rogue rather than a corporate employee. Olivia’s mouth hung open as her eyes met his. She was aware that people were staring at him but she didn’t care, all she cared about was why he was in front of her freaking company.

The tire⁠s smoked, filling the narrow space with the sm⁠e‍ll of burnin‍g rubber. ‌The rider was dressed in black leather, a blac‌k helmet obscuring​ his‍ face‍.‍ The⁠ guards hesit​ated. ⁠"Move​ along,‍" the guard yelled. "Pri⁠vat​e matter‌." Th⁠e rider didn'‍t move​.‌ He⁠ kicked the ki​ckstan‍d​ down. He stood up slowly. ‌H‍e reached up and u‍nclipped his he‌lmet⁠.

she breathed he had a console that looked like it was packed with all kinds of customizations in her opinion the more the better, she recognized something from her own bike the cloaking protection that would mask their angelic auras emitting from the vehicle so that they wouldn't attract demons while traveling getting in she put on her seat belt and put the widow down she grinned as Xander got in the driver's side they drove out of the garage and away from the house down the path out unto the beach the engine revved with loud powerful growls and he grinned as they went racing down the beach kicking up sand with spinning wheels yeaaaaah! she cried excitedly Xander laughed letting her enjoy th