Lightning Mcqueen Cruz Ramirez Novels & Stories

I said,just then a Mercedes Benz CLA 250 zoomed past us and stopped in front of Jennifer's house. "Woah" Severn gushed at the beautiful machine. Jason scoffed and said" Amaya Clayton" I looked at him as he glared at the car. Suddenly the car door flew open and Amaya jumped out, her blonde hair bouncing around her. She ran to the front door and started shouting Jenny's name.

I ask him. “Your father’s.” He replies briefly but I don’t trust him. I never saw this one before and it doesn’t have his symbol on it; an eagle mascot in gold. “Don’t lie to me. I don’t see his symbol on it.” I say. He rubs his temples, he is clearly not enjoying my tantrums. “He bought it today for Mrs. Remirez for her birthday which is in the next week. I am driving it from the showroom directly but it’s late and I am off from mu duty now, I will take it to their house later.” He answers and a pang shots through my heart.

"Me? An unprofessional driver? It was you who was blind, you idiot! You better pay me for the damage. Look at the back of my truck. It's all wrecked." People around us are getting interested in the scene. That’s a good thing for me. I am eager to see their reactions once they recognize me. "Do you have any idea who I am, huh? I am the son of the Guzman Group, the richest company in the entire city. I can destroy, not only that fucking cheap truck of yours, but also your goddamn useless life!" "You've got to be kidding me! If you're the son of the Guzman Group, then I am the son of the president!" To my surprise, he kicks the front of my car. "Pay me now, you idiot! Otherwise, I'll call the

Ramon asks, he looks down at my face and I have to tilt my head up. "Seventeen, why?" Asking him why was a stupid question. Of course he has to know things about me. "You know that I'm old enough to be your great great great grandfather, correct?" Ramon furrows his eyebrows. I'm well educated on the Royal family. At least, about the past. Ramon is the only Lycan left in the world. He's half human, half beast. He was created and not born, which gave him the ability to remain the same age, Forever.

"- I exhale slowly, acknowledging the weight of dad’s legacy. ‘I respect my dad, but I cannot blindly follow his desire. He may have chosen this engagement for the greater good, but I’ll stay true to myself.’ -”Well, goodluck. Even if we always argue, this time, know that I’m behind you every step of the way.”- ‘Thanks, Squall.’ The sleek black BMW glides into the parking lot of a towering glass and steel building. The sun has just begun its ascent, painting the city skyline with hues of pink and gold. The car's engine warbles softly as it comes to a graceful stop in the reserved spot, marked with a bold 'Reserved for Mr. Braxton Guttierrez - CEO.'

Aiden, who somehow heard him from an inhuman distance, turned his head until the car started drifting sideways. “Elma, brake!” I shouted. Elma hit the button on the remote. The little car stopped short. “SENSEI!” Aiden twisted around with the happiest face in the world. Darren put a hand to his chest. “There he is. My heir. My legacy. My tiny tax-evasion vehicle.” Aiden waved his hand from the car. “Sensei, look at my car!” “I see it, Lord Vroomington de Cruz. Red. Expensive. Dangerous. Very on-brand for your family.”

His old man was delighted at the news, praising Zack for being sensible and giving him another 150 thousand dollars to buy a car. Zack had wanted an Audi but that would not do now. He had tanked the order with Fusion Electric Cars and the car seats sent there were currently being sent back to their own plant in a truck. He’d better buy his car now or his old man would withdraw the money when he found out and got angry. That explained why Zack had come to the nearest Mercedes-Benz dealer—so he could spend what he had and get himself a car first! He was not expecting to run into Javier here, so his disgruntlement prompted him to taunt the man.

I know that as well, the trophies packed at home said it all. “What about the other three?” I intoned, trying to fight the strain in my voice. “The one in the leather jacket is Sebastian Lopez. His grandfather is the founder of Cadilac Motor Co. He is the heir. Has a thing for bikes, hence the dress code.” Wow. “The one with the white hair is Romeo Rodriguez. You know Versace?” “Yes?” “it's all him. They call him Versace Baby, or Versace Prince. He is the fashionista.” Well? Heck. This was beginning to feel more intolerable.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

I nodded. So he is the heir to the Chua-Sy Empire. “Malcolm Sullivan McQueen” the guy with green eyes introduced himself. I tilted my head to study his face. “You don’t look like a race car to me but how are you related to Lightning McQueen?” I asked. His brows furrowed clearly confused. “What? Who’s that?” “You know the race car that says kachow!” I imitated the cartoon character. “Seriously woman?” he said and went back to his other friends while shaking his head and scratching the back of his neck. I heard he owns an automotive company.