Invincible Space Racer Novels & Stories

player 6 declared. "This is bad." Audella whispered. "Let's get down to business and kill them!!" player 5 declared and immediately attacked them. Audella managed to kick the guy's hand. Eleonna immediately picked up his swiss knife. Player 6 was approaching her way so she threw the sharp glass in her pocket to his feet. She did it with full force that the glass was badly buried in his leg that made him fall, but Eleonna didn't see player 3 coming from behind her. Player 3 managed strike her head that caused her to fall as well.

This was something bigger, something organized with outside money and outside interests. After Zeus finished speaking, the VIPs applauded politely. The sound felt wrong in this place that smelled of blood and fear. Zeus sat down in his chair, gesturing for me to stand beside him. Then the race began. Engines roared to life, the sound so loud it vibrated through my chest. The riders took off in a chaotic burst of speed and aggression that had nothing to do with normal racing. This was violent. Brutal. More about dominance than speed or skill.

The tail swept over under the pain, probably for the first time, the body is a bit clumsy and uncoordinated, a did not dodge was swept away, instantly immobilized. "The little girl who has no magic power at all, how much power can she have? The first thing you need to do is to use a method like burning your life to hurt your enemy and think that you can kill me? Ulric, Ulric, I didn't expect it, but I ended up dying in the hands of me that you never even looked at.

The legend of the mysterious racer was growing, and I loved every second of it. "Well, well, well," a familiar voice called out. "If it isn't our favorite speed demon." I turned to see Violet approaching, her own racing suit a stunning combination of purple and silver. Behind her came the rest of our usual crew—Axel, whose massive frame looked ridiculous squeezed into his bright yellow racing suit; Luna, the only other woman brave enough to compete in this testosterone-fueled world; and Dash, whose nickname was earned by his complete inability to drive anything slower than terrifying.

The legend of the mysterious racer was growing, and I loved every second of it. "Well, well, well," a familiar voice called out. "If it isn't our favorite speed demon." I turned to see Violet approaching, her own racing suit a stunning combination of purple and silver. Behind her came the rest of our usual crew—Axel, whose massive frame looked ridiculous squeezed into his bright yellow racing suit; Luna, the only other woman brave enough to compete in this testosterone-fueled world; and Dash, whose nickname was earned by his complete inability to drive anything slower than terrifying.

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.

Impossible turns suspended over endless void. Alina stared. The track looked insane. No normal driver could complete it. Then again… None of this was normal. A platform rose from beneath her feet. At its center sat a race car. Silver patterns flowed across its body like living circuitry. The moment she touched it, information flooded her mind. [ARCHIVE VEHICLE ASSIGNED] [HOST FIVE COMPATIBILITY: 100%] "Convenient," she muttered. Evelyn looked serious. "Listen carefully."

He took a leisurely sip. With indestructible tires and an infinite fuel engine, road conditions meant nothing to him. Glass shards? Spike strips? He rolled right over them. The RV barely shuddered, while the obstacles crumbled to dust beneath his wheels. 'Hm. This still isn't enough, though.' The RV needed to keep upgrading. Someone had already hit Lv.3—and that lit a fire under him. Jake exhaled and opened his personal status panel. [Name: Jake Maddox] [Race: Human]

I’m impressed. “ Let’s time it.” I read Speed saying. Ratchet presses a few keys and a stopwatch pops up in the corner of the screen. I see his finger hover over a button as he watches the track. When Speed is directly in front of us Ratchet hits the button and Speed takes off like a rocket. I swear she is back in front of us before I can blink. I look over at the stopwatch and see it has stopped at one hundred and twenty-five seconds. Ratchet types “ That is at one hundred and twenty miles per hour.” Holy fuck she is going that fast already. I see Ratchet reset the stopwatch. “ Speed’s words come across the screen “ Let’s see if we can do better.” Do better is she fucking kidding right now?