Humanized Cars Novels & Stories

They were also others out there who became a living dead too and trying to bite those who were outside of the window of their cars. You can hear the shout and scream of those who got bitten and can also heard those crying around of a scared babies. Fugen stared at those who were attacking those people in that bridge and he saw that they were different from acting as a human being. When Fugen witnessed that, he locked all his car doors automatically and still beeping his cars so loud to get those cars in front of him moved. He tried to call their house once more but no one's already answering but a successive ringing of the phone.

I said after we’d looked through a bedroom that I’d never even been inside before. Niamh smiled. “I gave them car names. Portia, the mom, named after Porsche, obviously. The black kitten is Enzo, for Enzo Ferrari. The gray-and-orange one is Mercedes. And the gray striped one is Tesla.” My lips twitched. “Tesla? Really?” “Those cars are so cool! They drive themselves, Olivier.” “I’m surprised you’d want to drive an automated car. Doesn’t give you, the driver, much to do.” “The technology is so cool, though, but they’re so expensive.” She glanced at me. “You’re rich. How about you buy me one for our anniversary?”

Inside, I was torn apart. He had finally revealed it — the thing Henry had been desperate to know for months and I couldn’t bring myself to tell Henry before thinking he was just bluffing but with him celebrating the pre-launch, I could tell how serious it was. With the further details he shared, the new car wasn’t just an electric vehicle, it was an intelligent machine that could think, decide, and drive without a single human hand touching the wheel. The way Sylvester spoke about it, you could tell it wasn’t just a project to him, it was personal.

I've only counted five little bungalows once I drove past there but it made a lovely and quiet place. A tad bit creepy though. I've heard that scary things go on in the woods of that area at night. I let out a window shattering scream when a cold and heavy hand landed on my shoulder, someone's cold breath fanning against my neck. In a panic, I let go of the steering wheel, attempting to push the hand off. My car swerved off the road and drove down a slope, making me scream whenever I barely hit a tree I grabbed the brakes, trying to stop my out-of-control car to no avail. This was it. I was going to crash and die without getting to see how this story would have ended.

He genuinely liked it so much that he almost hugged Javier’s car to sleep. Javier waved his hand weakly and told him, “The hydrogen propulsion system is a merit. It’s a reward from the higher-ups.” Realization then struck Sven. He knew it. Such an amazing car was not something a regular company could produce. Since it was a reward from the higher-ups, Sven stopped asking for the car. It was a symbol of status that not any Tom, Dick, or Harry could have.

Joseph seemed to enjoy the human realm more than his own realm. With the money he saved from the 6 months of modeling and his part-time job at a nightclub, he bought a Mercedes AMG GT 63 S. It was the model that had attracted him the most. Nathan gave some of his savings to Joseph to buy that car as well. He even went to different places to learn about the cultures of humans. Joseph tried different types of food every day. He was enjoying his life to the fullest.

Julia's dad parked her car in front of the store when he dropped by the store earlier. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. "Cara, I'll drive you home," Austin suddenly appeared in front of me, riding a motorcycle. "When did you buy a motorcycle?" I asked him as I went near him. "This is my father's. I only borrowed it," he said. "It's dangerous. Be careful," I said. Austin needs to be careful if he doesn't want to be like what happened to Dad. "I didn't want to ride with Julia so I could have some time alone," I said.

But his body could not relax, especially when the car began to drive at a constant speed. "You've never been in a car?" Seeing Ullric's strange behavior, Lulla, who was sitting next to him, could not help but start asking questions. Ullric turned his head to look at his mate before he asked a question that made Lulla almost open her mouth in surprise. "This thing ... Called a car?" Although Ullric had seen many similar objects on his journey to find Stefan, the man had never expected them to be used to transport humans. They didn't even need animals to pull this thing, and it could travel at a speed equivalent to the running speed of a werewolf.

“The more normal we seem, the less they’ll question us.” *** By the end of the week, the pack has started to settle into a routine. We eat at the table, use the strange devices in the house, and even venture outside during the day to explore the area cautiously. One morning, Eldris takes us to a small, strange contraption he calls a “car.” It’s sleek and metallic, with wheels that gleam in the sunlight. “What is this?” Violet asks, eyeing it suspiciously. “A vehicle,” Eldris explains. “Humans use these to travel long distances quickly.”

“For the rush, Ava. It’s how we live, like our kind always has.” “That’s the difference between humans and werewolves,” I said, my fingers brushing the cool glass vial in my hand. “Humans rely on tech—guns, tanks, whatever…” My words trailed off as Steve took a sharp corner, the car speeding past the massive Oakwood Pack house and along the row of homes in the central area. He jumped in where I’d left off, his tone dry and pointed. “Armored vehicles, battleships. Oh, and don’t forget the big one—nuclear bombs!”