Lightning Mcqueen X Jackson Storm Novels & Stories

If it were anyone else, their fate would be worse than death! But because it was Serenity Lewis... she'd probably be fine! After all, even that friend of hers called Lisa Quest was fine after slapping Mr. Valor, let alone Serenity Lewis herself. Mr. Valor's ruthlessness would never rear its ugly head in front of Serenity Lewis. "Let's go," Jackson said coldly. "Yes, sir," Connor replied and started the car. The black Bentley slowly drove away. Jackson leaned on the back seat with his eyes shut, looking worn out.

Jeremy didn’t linger after storming out of the boardroom. He bolted for the private garage under Cali Solar, boots hammering the concrete, fury driving every step. His two Italian beasts waited there—prized machines parked like royalty: a Ferrari 812 Superfast, red as spilled blood, and a Lamborghini Aventador, black as midnight.

After their dinner at the restaurant, Jax invited Bree to his condo. He had been planning this for days, thinking it over, and finally decided it was time to take their relationship to the next level. Jackson drove his McLaren 570 GT. He sped toward his condo, barely able to contain his excitement. He was nervous, something new for him. He had never felt this kind of anticipation before, especially not with plans like tonight. He kept fidgeting in the driver’s seat, but luckily Bree didn’t notice.

“I’ll bring out her wolf, no matter what it takes.” Storm’s eyes darkened with unspoken knowledge, and Milo and Jack exchanged worried looks. The blue moon was coming

As the squad members stared at him with crestfallen expressions, Jackson spoke underneath his breath, "Good, Cain. Very good. This is a debt that I'll be sure to pay back within the future. You better pray I die or you flee this continent, otherwise, when I find you, your death will be slow and painful. That I swear on my blood." As if to show that even the heavens, or rather the all-seeing system acknowledging his blood oath, a streak of red lightning flashed through the skies before they returned to normal. While the rest of the squad saw that streak of lightning, Jackson himself never paid any attention to it as he stared at his ruined village with tears of blood flowing on his face.

Ella shouts back while waving wildly. Greyson picks his suit Jacket from his chair and go straight out. I am still in my PyJamas and cute pinks fluffy slippers. Greyson lift me so I can enter the tall car. "This car's particulary tall Grey Grey." I said my observation. "Because It's GMC hummer precious." I wait for Greyson to sit beside me and I said. "Hammer? The one that carpenters use?" I ask in confusion. "No precious. Hummer with a U instead of A."

Estelle initially planned to get an Uber, but Jace thought his Lexus was a better option. She had gotten us tickets to see the premiere of the latest DC superhero movie featuring Dwayne Johnson, called The Black Mamba. He hadn’t seen it yet, and her excitement about it got him in the mood. He had an easy schedule for the day, so it was time to plan out the day. Though Estelle had suggested the date, he wanted to make it as easy on her as possible, which made him suggest the Lexus over an Uber.

Michael Jackson POV Jone Jackson forces his inner wolf into submission as he slides out of the customized, low-slung transport Michael had presented to him following their mating covenant. He leaves the vehicle parked carelessly right across the flagstones of the Alpha Council Hall entrance, completely disregarding the secure subterranean vaults. Two heavily armored boundary wagons halt directly behind him, courtesy of the Elder Luna Katherine Jackson. Her hyper-fixation on the omega's safety has reached an unbearable peak; she refuses to let him traverse the Silvermoon Capital without an elite vanguard flanking his path, every guardian personally vetted and blood-sworn by the old king Josep

“Well, it sounds like he’s found himself a good home.” River, never one to be left out, glanced up from where he was playing with Stormy. “Mom, Dad, can Stormy come home with us too?” Trina laughed softly, leaning against Jake. “I don’t think we can say no…” Jake groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. “Great. Just what we need — another mouth to feed.” “She can be best friends with Shadow,” Scarlett said happily. “Just like Logan and River are best friends!” Jake sighed, crouching next to River and picking Stormy up to get a look at her. She immediately started licking his face and he laughed, holding her back a little bit. “Alright, alright, Stormy. Guess you’re part of the family now.”

“He paid for this table.” I stared at him for the better part of a minute before it hit me. “You…you’re Lucas Storm?” “Samantha Hail,” he smiled at me. “Fucking weirdo!” the burly man grunted and threw a punch at Lucas. “Who still goes on blind dates?” “I do,” Lucas replied, catching his hand midair. “And the next time you harass my woman..” He twisted the brute's hand in one quick movement and he cried, probably feeling his arm begin to pull out of the socket.