Jude Demorest Race Novels & Stories

Jaxon and Ryder just stared like I'd gone nuts, but I continued my madness. "I'll be placing all my bets on Summer West Academy to win the race," I announced loudly and giggled, there's no way on earth I'll be placing my bet on Silver Crest when there's asshole mates are playing. Just in time, the other racers came, walking up to the guys and trying to shake their hands, but the B4 refused. Knox growled, his leather jacket stretching across his broad shoulders as he tensed. "What the fuck is going on?" he demanded, looking confused and I sat down to enjoy the show.

The location of the race was at Crow Mountain in Michigan. Crow Mountain was close to the east coast of Michigan, with eighteen bends on the mountain roads. It was a base for extreme racing. There was an extreme racing club here that went by the name Sakura. The boss behind the scenes of this place was Richard Dodge’s father. When they went over, Alex was driving Phoebe’s Mercedes-Benz GLC, with the three women sitting in the car. Judy Larsen really wanted to ride in Joel Quarters’ car at first. Unfortunately, she didn’t have the chance to do so.

The man named Jake, undid the locks and opened the door which lead to a dark basement and I felt so creeped out but kept a straight expression as I followed closely behind Into the dark hallway of the garage and soon I could hear loud cheering coming from a distance and I couldn't help but get curious about the loud screams. After walking through the hidden passage we finally arrived at what looks like a track with so many ladies around the place.. " Looks like there's a race going on?" Kristen asked as he looked at the ladies who were screaming in excitement while staring at the track . " Yes boss, do you wanna watch them?" The man named Jake asked and I seriously looked like a tag on.. I c

Taking a seat on the only seat left, I placed my glass down on the table. “I know you all are mad at me and I apologize,” I said. “We are not mad. We just want to understand what is going through that head of yours,” Jackson said. “About the race?” I asked. “About your fucking disappearance,” Rod half-yelled. “You disappear with barely anyone knowing your whereabouts and then you return with the news of you pulling out of the race. You even went behind me to submit the application.” It seemed his assistant had told him about the document I handed over to be submitted to the board in charge of the Grat race. “In simple terms, I didn't disappear. I participated in the race.” I paused, scanned

She called over one of the men on the side who came with her and pulled his hand close. “This is Janshen. He is one of the best racers out there and he will compete tonight on my behalf.” Adam looked at the man and realized he was wearing a bracelet that could only be worn by the top racer out there and suddenly became worried. Thalia smirked on the inside. She was fully aware that Big G was famous for being a modifier, but she was not famous for her racing ability. She thought if Selena was to compete with Janshen, she would surely lose.

Blue like the summer sky, clear and pure like the waters of the Caribbean, endless like his love for her that coursed through his system. Race remembered the first time he looked into those eyes. He’d been in Denver at a promotional conference for his sponsor and had to stay at this cheesy, out-of-date ski resort during a Spring Break week. Not in a very good mood because he took a fall in his last race, resulting in damage to his bike and failure to cross the finish line, and he was forced to make nice with a bunch of college kids who only wanted to get drunk and get laid, so he commandeered a stool at the resort’s bar and ordered a double scotch. That’s when he heard a crash -- a sound

then added to make it more loyal. "Ok, guess what?" He asked with excitement. "What? A race?" I guessed. "Exactly. And you're coming." He Ordered. "Sure! I am not gonna miss your race." I walked to the washroom with a quick bye to Jacob. I have to see how this bruise is looking. Jacob is a car racer. He won't race professionally. But compete with different colleges and participates in different race competitions. Whereas, his mother is a pianist and his father is a writer. He had an older brother and a younger sister.

Meanwhile, back at the racetrack, everyone watched in disbelief as Aria walked straight toward the racing club that everyone thought was going to lose for sure. Jorge and the other mechanic, Leroy Hoover, were stunned as they stood there. Cason had registered her with the race committee, so she was now officially competing for Rafael's racing club—Vextron Racing. Instantly, the crowd erupted in shock.

Anda smiled threateningly. " As if that's not creepy"Alex shook his head. " Even if it's on my wedding night, I'm going to race and I don't care if someone is asking questions so make sure you invite me..we can start importing motorcycles under Jackson's name and buying from him too,no one else needs to know"Anda smiled. " I can give you opera street to start the race instead of here,I'll make sure to check it out before you use it"The Crown prince offered.

Jude's POV The clock showed seven o'clock, and I should have been home an hour ago. I deliberately didn't go home right away. I planned to attend the car race that Bella often participated in. She was a goddess on the racetrack who always amazed me. Outside the arena, she was like a beautiful princess with attitude and manners, but inside the arena, she was incredibly sexy and intimidating. Every race she entered always ended with her winning. Sitting in the stadium and waiting for Bella to race with the other participants made me anxious. However, my mind wandered uncontrollably and immediately turned to Moira.