Jude Demorest Race Novels & Stories

Lorah pulled away and looked at Jude with wide eyes which clearly said how did you know? "Quickly tell me" Jude said with a serious expression. "Ummm i kind of signed you to the next weeks dance competition...." with that she ran away as if her life depended on it. Jude jaw dropped so low it was touching the ground "You are so dead!" Jude said before running after Lorah. surprisingly she was able catch lorah easily. "I am soo sorry Judie! please spare my life" Lorah pleaded like a sacred child who did something wrong

Morticia's scream came again, her voice already turned hoarse from too much screaming, but she still continued screaming as though she had a claim on him, like his victory was hers to begin with. I ignored her and returned my eyes back to the race. I came here to watch the race and not catch some sentimental feelings... Jett was now trying to move past the spikes as carefully as he could so the spikes wouldn't touch his tires, and after a few moves, he made it past and launched back into the race in full swing, his movement fluid.

“Do you drive?” “I don't drive, I lose control when I drive, that's why I don't drive. I crashed my dad's ride worth six million dollars and I haven't paid that yet… I have seizures and lose control, past trauma memories.” Jason confessed, as he placed his hand on the steering wheel, he loved the interior as well. “Mehn this is fire. I'm so in love with this.” Jason giggles, “This is to tell you that I'm ready to race.” Carrillo wore a serious look on his face.

But when he realizes how serious I am about Jester, he may try to intervene. I remembered what it was like when Martina and her husband Drew first started going out, and I'm convinced I'm gonna need all the help I can get. I glanced at the screen that was currently showing the rankings as the next pair of racers prepared themselves. It was finally Colin's third race. His opponent this time was some red-haired dude who was a real looker--sculpted jawline, muscled body, and perfectly white, even teeth. Not everyone can look good in a bodysuit in that shade of red, but Zafir d'Or made it look effortless.

Dante nodded, Wow, that's my first time hearing that kind of name. War did a handshake with Jade as his Tesla was driven out of the field. “Why do I feel like this going to be one hell of a race” Dell said “Trust me it's going to be a tough one, I hope Jade is prepared” Zack sighed

My phone beeps again, it was the seventh text from Zorin this night, I pocketed my phone, ignoring him. Jade drags me in as the main race was about to start, weaving through bodies, the scent of fuel and sweat hanging thick in the air. “God, I missed this!” she yells over the noise. The crowd explodes, surging forward, chanting names. I don’t even know them, but I’m screaming too. Two racers came out of their cars, and my mouth almost dropped at their breathtaking faces. The first was a brunette, muscular with tattoos littered around his body. And the second was a slim, strawberry blonde handsome guy that I would pay to shove my tongue down his throat. I screamed louder as they approached th

The only way to fix this is for me to bond with Ambrose. I’m getting ready to go to the elevator and get to my room when I see one of the contestants looking at me. She smiles and walks over to me. She extends her hands. “Lady Karissa, my name is Jemisha Russell. How are you tonight?” “Jemisha Russell?” “Yes. I have to say, it’s disappointing that Prince Ambrose is betrothed to you. I’m sure all of us women would have loved the opportunity to be his Luna. Since he is betrothed to you, I have set my sights on someone else in the competition now.”

After all, women do not suit this type of game as they were much prone to panic and hysteria. Even though he wasn’t sure if I was looking at him, Jerome showed a ‘thumbs-up’ sign from the audience. Having the support of my long-time buddy here was greater than being the crowd’s favorite. I would be completely fine with it. But how I wished that I could also get Drey’s support. I just hoped that she could watch me now, but that was too impossible to ask for. Jerome was right. It was time for me to enjoy this car racing competition, though the raceway had lots of turns. I would do this for Drey and I had to win this for her. I guessed, she was my new inspiration and the thought made me feel ex

A week before our wedding, Damian Hale threw me a pre-wedding party at his family's private racetrack. His racing partner, Sienna Belmont, tossed a set of car keys into my lap. "Every bride should take a spin, right?" I wanted to refuse, but Damian slung an arm around me and said with a laugh, "It's just for fun. Sienna will show you around the track. You'll be fine." I let my guard down. But when I reached the third turn, I hit the brakes. Nothing happened. The car crashed through the barrier. My spine snapped, leaving me in a wheelchair. Three months later, I saw Sienna walk out of Damian's bedroom wearing my engagement ring. All he had to say was, "Avery, I need a wife who can stand besid

Joemar appreciated the privacy, I assumed. Somewhere around lap 65, Joemar’s hand slid down and cupped my ass. “Wow, that’s awfully presumptuous of you,” I said. “Is it?” He gave it a healthy squeeze. “I bring you here, to the most famous race in the world, and you won’t even let me cop a feel?” Pleasantly buzzed, I slid in front of him and ground my ass back against his crotch. The concrete balcony was chest-high, preventing any other spectators from seeing us.