La Carrera De La Rata Novels & Stories

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

13 - Ruby Fridays — ۩ Racers, you have reached the final mission of your game - Midday Mile. This racetrack is full of danger and deception, with death awaiting at every turn. The Midday Mile racetrack awaits the final challenge for the eight racers competing for freedom. The racers have been provided identical high-performance racing cars for the ultimate test of speed and endurance. The track is one mile long and divided into six laps. Each lap contains different obstacles designed to slow and fail racers down to doom. If you wish to escape this arena of doom, you must cross the finish line first and claim the missing piece of the map that will show you the exit.

Glaring at the pussies from the rearview mirror, I made it out of the house and raced into the road, drifting through cars and almost causing an accident. "Stop! Stop the car already! Matteo!" Camille's scream was endless. She bounced in her seat, a terrifying look on her face but other than the panic in her voice, I paid no attention to her words. Didn't listen until we got home. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out when she continued to prove stubborn. "Keep walking or I'll drag you across the tiles, just you wait." "Let go of me, Matteo! Let go!" she struggled harder, pinching my hand on her. Her consistent yapping was pissing me off and I was this close to losing my shit.

His rattlesnake throat tattoo seemed to writhe as he moved. Lola saw Matías her uncle, almost immediately. He was meandering through the crowd, like a rat drawn to a bigger, more dangerous rat. He was looking indifferent, making his way to Pedro. Well, isn’t this a cozy little reunion? It seems all the rats are gathering tonight. Pedro’s sharp gaze, sharp swept across the room. And then, it locked onto Lola. A cold shiver ran down her spine. It was the look of a predator recognizing its prey, a hungry look that promised nothing but trouble.

The vehicles lined up, engines roaring with power, their drivers eager to prove their mettl Eva, fueled by her newfound determination and the thirst for Damien's flesh, saw the race as an opportunity—a chance to escape the confines of her cage and unleash her true nature. She plotted her move, awaiting the perfect moment when chaos and confusion would reig As the flag dropped, signaling the start of the race, the vehicles surged forward, tearing through the forest like wild beasts. The spectators watched in awe as the drivers skillfully navigated the treacherous terrain, their hearts pounding with excitemen

The air pulsated with the scent of fur and blood, an olfactory battleground where survival teetered on the edge of chaos. The encounter unfolded in a crescendo of ferocity, each movement etched in the shadows of the sewer's forgotten corridors. Finally, with a powerful swipe, I incapacitated the alpha rat, its form crumpling to the ground. The remaining horde, momentarily subdued, retreated into the gloom, their haunting squeaks fading into the depths.

She knew the smile was the demon’s doing, not Rave’s. “Uh, oh,” Ralin muttered. Leesa turned her head and saw Ralin was facing the opposite direction. She spun around to see what had caused her son’s concern. A stream of furry brown rats was clamoring up over the edge of the outcropping and scrambling toward them. Like the crows, they seemed ill-formed. Dominic’s shield only protected them from above, not from the ground. As she watched, the column of rats grew wider and wider. There were hundreds of the horrid things. She could hear their tiny claws scratching upon the stone as they raced closer. Their eyes glowed red.

"Well, there is a town up ahead. Can you hold out for an hour?" Ryan nods. "We don't have a choice." His cold hands feel like heaven on my skin. Crisp and nice. "But maybe we can speed up a little?" Giovani laughs. "Can your lizards run faster?" I can feel the smile on Ryan's lips, even if he isn't looking directly at me. His chest rumbles with a chuckle behind my back. "Do you want to race?" My eyes travel to Cuddles, who turns around with a glint in his eye—he knows the car won't win against him. Giovani is about to lose and see the power of mutated lizards.

Arizona uttered. Luna Celine chuckled amusedly. “Don't be silly, you're family.” I wore an indifferent look and continued eating, I had bigger fish to fry, Luna Celine had always favored Arizona so it wasn't my first rodeo. “You'll be here for the event tomorrow won't you?” Luna Celine asked Arizona. Arizona looked flustered. “Oh, I don't think it's in my place to do that, it's for alphas and Lunas only.”

Two down, four to go. Grace makes a long turn to the right, jumping over a fallen log with ease. I stare in awe at her beauty and – ironically – grace. She leads the Ragers in a cat and mouse race, the four wolves behind her panting like mutts in heat. They can taste her fear in the air, but also the power in her blood. Grace is able to make a veer to the right, one of the wolves unable to keep up with her sharp turn and falling into another trap. The scent of blood floats from the pit this wolf fell into and after a quick glance, I wince in empathy. Unfortunately for this wolf, tree roots have grown into the pit and he has the shitty luck into being stab right through the leg with one.