Ken Block Car Cyberpunk Novels & Stories

They stopped as they got to the entrance of the hospital. "Hold on boss, let me get the car." Ben pointed to a black BMW parked some meters away. "Isn't that my car?" Ken asked angrily at Ben who kept on bouncing towards the car. Ben got in, brought the car engines to life and drove closer towards Ken. He got down to help Ken get in and once that mission was accomplished, Ben resumed his position and the car was sent on a rampage, filling the area with exhaust smoke. The occupants of Maribel's street sensed danger as the car drove in the street, accompanied with loud engine roars. Children ran indoors, animals gave way for the lunatic behind the wheels.

She gritted her teeth and yanked a pink USB drive from her neck. “This…this is the ‘Beast Mode’ key for that car…” she said, trembling. “That arms dealer said, unless it’s the end of the world, never…never use it…” Jack snatched the USB drive and plugged it into the control panel in the driver’s seat.

Kylo said. The five of them left the building. Yara can't stopped herself from drooling because of the cars of her bosses. Buster rode his Audi A4. Kylo is with his Volvo S90. Kairo rode his Ford Ranger Raptor. And Kenzo his BMW Z4. She rode at Kenzo's car because he pulled her and insisted that she should be with her because he's a good driver leaving his friends dumbfounded.

I led the curses fest inside my soul and fed the anger that was now a black gory concoction, leaking into my bloodstream. In no time, I pulled onto Kenya’s street and my foot slammed on the brakes forcefully, bringing the G-Wagoj to a forceful screeching halt as shock, hurt, and disbelief displaced the warm air in my lungs. It couldn’t fucking be! Just outside Kenya’s house was the infamous Bentley, its golden hue glowing underneath the assault of the afternoon sun. I stared at it with gawked eyes like I’d accidentally conjured it from hell, and that staring at it would send it right where it came from.

Killian's voice was lost when a loud breaking sound reverberated throughout the speeding car and the tv screen went black. Knox grunted in irritation. His slender and elegant fingers reached his chest, gracing the area just below his heart. His eyes flickered a different shade for a brief moment before returning to their customary amber, and a dangerous expression crossed his face. Those who had dared strike at him or the precious few he called family would soon learn a brutal lesson about the folly of rousing a sleeping lion. May the universe have mercy...for Knox would have none to spare for the undeserving. The limited-edition Bentley slid into the underground parking garage, the vast are

I built empires off moments like that… when something beautiful threatened to destroy itself and more often than not, I always emerged successful. Suddenly headlights appeared out of nowhere, cutting through the darkness before I heard the sharp vibration of the engine. My lips curved. Finally….they took long enough. Kelvin’s car rolled to a stop, the kind of sleek black metal that screamed money, not power. I raised an eyebrow, taking mental notes of it. The boy liked appearances but he forgot that appearances were the first thing your enemies studied before they slit your throat. He stepped out first, tall and sharp, his shoulders squared.

he teased. “Can you just drive? He’s seriously getting on my nerves, Mr. Perfect” Kenan chuckled. “Admit it, Manolya, this new upgrade especially for us in the Dark Affairs Unit to our cars is something else. Nothing like the stiff, uncomfortable ones we used to have.” “Whatever” I said and rolled my eyes at him. Kenan glanced over at me as he settled into the driver’s seat. “Okay Sourpuss, let’s find out more today,” he said, twisting the keys in the ignition. The car buzzed to life with a pleasant roar, and we were off.

This time, she planned to stalk Jimmy to see if he had anything to do with Zac's disappearance. It was inconvenient for her to take a taxi while stalking. Fortunately, Ken gave her a car because he was afraid it was inconvenient for her to go out. She searched the underground garage alone for a long time before finally finding the silver BMW in the corner. After getting into the car, she found it new, even though it was not a car with premium specifications. She could not help being shocked. She thought Ken had randomly given her an old, low-profile car when he said he was giving her one.

My eyes looked at him when they fell on his bloody knuckles. "I know, we have the kit at the house," I said softly. "Okay when we get there, that's if your Grandpa doesn't kill me first," Kenzal chuckled. Slow as fuck, I wasn't talking about my parents' house, I was talking about our matrimonial home. "Stop the car, I need to breathe," I rolled my eyes mentally. Kenzal opened the roof of his car and stepped on the accelerator, "That should be enough for you to breathe well."

Just needed to see Kenneth, confirm everything about the car, and get out before the summit let out and all these people flooded back into the lobby. Kenneth appeared at the elevator bank wearing an expensive grey suit. He smiled when he saw her and walked over. “You look beautiful,” he said, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Thank you. Can we talk somewhere quick? I don’t have much time.” “Of course. Let’s step outside where it’s quieter.” They walked toward the side entrance that led to the valet area, there were fewer people out there. Kenneth confirmed the Bentley would be ready next week. He’d already put in the order. Black exterior, cream leather interior, all the upgrades she’d asked fo