Immeasurable Speed Novels & Stories

Talia mumbled, “Are you serious? You’re a man, but you don’t have a driving license?” Kayson said helplessly, “I came from a small village. We don’t use cars over there. Besides, if I’m really pressed for time, I can even run faster than a car.” Talia was rendered speechless. “Oh please, stop bragging. Do you know how fast a car can go on a highway? 74.56 MPH! If you can run faster than a car, then you aren’t a human anymore.” Kayson thought for a moment and said in a serious manner, “I can’t keep it up for a long time, but if it’s just for a short amount of time, I can run even faster than that.”

I only knew what it meant. "Ah!" I couldn't help but screech when he accelerated way too much. I predict the speed is at the highest at around 210 miles per hour. But hey, he didn't discover the fire speed boost yet and I was thankful. I rarely used that feature, because for one, if I lost balance and hit something in that speed, I'd say hello to God. We reach the pack house and the fences open when they realise who the driver was. I slowly remove my hands from his body while sitting straight instead of leaning on him.

My breathing is weighty and works as I run towards the bark, and it appears to move further away with each step. One more second and Liam is close by, chuckling unobtrusively. "You don't have super speed," he illuminates me, "that is without a doubt. You ran around forty miles each hour, however, which is quick." FORTY?! Hit quiet with amazement, I let him lead me back to the others. "Cool!" Sebastian grins, "You've improved, however, you are not exactly 'super'." "Strength?" Declan proposes cleverly, and I need to smile.

I cursed my own cowardice. As I left the bustling city behind and entered a quieter area with fewer cars, I floored the accelerator, watching the speedometer climb to 180 km/h. I opened the convertible’s top, but even with the heavy breeze blowing, it couldn't sweep away the stinging sensation coursing through my body.

It might have been a little harder for me if my room was above the floor level; I pat myself on the chest for making such a wise decision. Running without stopping at the maximum speed. Oh! I forgot to say, I have the ability of extraordinary speed, too; my speed level is faster than that of the elders. I can’t be caught by just looking once. Out of the Pack’s territory, I found myself taking in a handful of fresh air, but that didn’t help the hurt I felt still.

A strange glint appeared in her eyes, as if a plan was unfolding in her mind. Shamia quickly sped up her motorcycle, reaching speeds of around 150 kilometers per hour. When the tires hit a rock, she didn't flinch, instead continuing to speed along as if she was flying. She didn't even wobble, as if she had mastered her balance. A smile crept up on the corner of her lips, she reveled in the thrill of racing through the night, feeling like the king of the darkness. She had almost forgotten her mission.

Of course, my times were shit compared to Zane's, but he had vampire speed. Dom told me that a nightcrawler had the same speed as a vampire, but somehow I can´t get close to Zane´s speed. “Ready,” Dominic said, and I nodded again. “Go,” he yelled, pressing the stopwatch. I called my nightcrawler demon and ran to take the first obstacle. I passed it with swift colors. Then, I moved towards the second one. A series of walls that we had to climb and jump over. It sounded easy, but the fuckers were challenging me to the max. I finally tackled the tallest of them and moved to the third obstacle.

Aiden drove toward the garage hallway at an extremely slow speed, but his mouth kept going. “Tomorrow I’m showing it to Milo. Milo says his scooter is the fastest, but he’s lying. His scooter is blue and the wheels are small. My car is black. Black is faster.” “Color does not determine speed,” I said. “It determines aura.” I stopped halfway through taking off my cardigan. “Aiden,” I said slowly, “who taught you the word aura?” He didn’t answer. “Sebastian on YouTube,” Elma said. “His name is SpeedKingSeb,” Aiden corrected. “He reviews Lamborghinis.”