Lightning Mcqueen Cruz Ramirez Novels & Stories

The idea of her trying to act like a normal mother disturbs him. "I am fine." He retorted and she nodded her head. She got up from the couch and walked away. Ace left the house and went to their forest house. His own hiding space. As he got out of his car. He stopped to stare at the car parked beside him. Liam doesn't drive Mercedes Benz and Kisa Queens drives Lamborghini. Who could the car belong to? Ace had no idea but was ready to find out who the car truly belonged to. He unlocked the door with his spare key and stepped inside the house while closing the door behind him.

If that ends up being the case, both he and Bree will have their hands full. “No, actually you stay. It would be good to get your take on this.” I saw as relaxes back into the armchair a bit, while still keeping his elbows on his knees, like he’s already planning a strategy for whatever is going on. He’s a lot like Jacob in that respect, I realize. Like Jacob, Dax, while an adult, is also still young and is determined to do his job well (which he always does), taking things very seriously as to not be looked upon as a pup. That’s when she arrives. The woman who taught me about compassion, taught me how to care for a pack, also taught me how to fight, and how to make the best damn chocolate c

"How much do I owe you for the trip?" Noelle's brother Xavion had given me a lift in his baby, an acid-green Oldsmobile Cutlass with the goddess Ma'at painted on the hood. The thing was a gas guzzler and a half, and though he always said he wanted to chop the engine out and replace it with an MR6 V8 Hybrid—whatever the hell that meant—he never seemed to have enough funds to do it. The Cruzes had finally lost their matriarch Daniella to cancer last year, and with three younger siblings to get through middle school to college, a lot of their dreams had to be on hold financially speaking.

Sandra sat next to Creighton in a late model black Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG Roadster convertible. The soft sounds of Kenny G echoed from the speakers, the warm sun shone through the open roof against her face and shoulders. Her hair hung loose, blowing freely in the breeze from the drive, the sights serene and breathtaking.

Rose asked, tilting her head slightly, her tone calm but interested. The salesman’s eyes lit up instantly as he looked in the same direction Rose was focused. “Yes, ma’am! You’ve got a sharp eye. And yes again, this the brand-new 2025 McLaren 750S Spider — the evolution of the legendary 720S. It’s lighter, faster, and more refined in every possible way. A masterpiece of engineering.”

I said as I smirked, flooring it and trying to catch up to Mikkinol and Ace. “Happy? Girl, I'm naming my child after you!.” Alice cheered from the other line. The remaining two cars behind me sped up, until I had one on both sides of me: a red Tesla roadster on my right and a light blue Mercedes AMG GT on my left. They both merged towards me at the same time, slamming into my truck and sandwiching me in between them. “Shit.” I breathed as the cars pulled away and slammed into me again. “Amore, are you okay?!” Ace said frantically through my earpiece.

and the quick footsteps already chasing after me. The cold night air hit my eyes and I blinked hard, swallowing it down. I wasn’t going to cry. I wasn’t going to show weakness. I spotted the driver waiting at the curb right away, lined up behind other black cars... and one in particular, red, caught my attention. A Ferrari, to be exact. Who the hell drove something that extravagant at this hour? “Mrs. Greco,” the driver greeted, opening the door for me. I got in after giving him a nod, but before he could close it, Dante stopped him and leaned in.

Gasps of disbelief and shock echoed among the crowd while Ace's friends were gaping wide with their dropped jaws. Paul and Kit turned their surprised look to Blaze who was just watching the scene with his expressionless and calm face. Ace accepted the key but he looked dazed and confused while staring at the key in his hand. "I can't pay for this..." Ace mumbled softly while he looked up at the man. "No sir, it's a gift from Mr. Breiy Vaughn. Congratulations on owning black panther, I assure you...this is the newest innovation among car manufacturing, only from VMI '' the man assured him but Ace seemed to be still dazed.

I say so quietly that if it wasn't for werewolf hearing no one would have noticed. “Then it's settled! Wow, look at the time, you two better get going to beat the traffic through the city.” Liza says pushing her chair back. We say our goodbyes and head downstairs. Zac steps out the front and opens the passenger door to a large black Toyota 4Runner. I settle into the comfy leather seat as he climbs on the driver's side. He lays a hand on my thigh and puts the car in drive. Weekend getaway, here we come.

Behind us, the headlights vanished in smoke. I gasped, choking on the smell of burning rubber. “What the hell was that?” “Cruz knew this might happen,” the driver said simply. “He packed the car with toys.” The words hit like a punch. Cruz. Always thinking two steps ahead. Always planning, even for a night like this. I pressed my forehead to the glass, tears hot in my eyes. “You better be alive, Maddox. You hear me? You better fight.” The driver didn’t speak. He just pushed the car harder, deeper into the night.