Lv Lane Novels & Stories

Vampire never hesitates to destroy it, all he did is to make him satisfied and win. “Sorry, Heidi, I can’t help you with that, even my father used to be done with him” Lane took a deep inhale and paused. “He’s your problem now,” She said. “Anyway, you’ll take that car?” Lane inquired, pointing her gaze to the Lamborghini that was parked next to the cheese plate, Maserati. “I don’t think so” I replied. “Well, I’m your ride now” Lane clicked on her car key. The two of us then stepped into her Ferrari, leaving both flat Maserati and brand new Lamborghini behind, we arrived at the office afterward and when I stepped out, Mr. Vampire had been waiting next to his car.

Brandon: Yeah, I’m in the lane on your left. Liam: Black van, three cars behind me. It has been following us since we left. Brandon: I got the license plate number and sent it to Zidane for identification. The windows are all black-tinted. I couldn’t take a glimpse of the driver. Try to make a different turn.

Melanie muttered itching her arm "L.. Lewis$ Lavina mumbled holding tightly to the steering wheel "Why did I leave that stupid restaurant!? I miss him" Lavina turned her eyes to met Lanie only to see she's crying! "Laine??" "I miss him" she bursted out In a loud cry. "The hell??" Lavina stared at her akwardly before diverting her gaze back to the road "Is she in love with him?" Lavina thought driving off to her mansion * * * * Despite the amount of rain drenching on him , Lewis still knelt on the floor crying he's heart out

he found himself saying out loud. “Maybe what wasn’t what?" Brown swallowed, realizing he had spoken out of turn. “Nothing really. I was just thinking out loud.” He paused to see if it would hold water. Rebecca squinted at him and after what seemed like an eternity, deciding if the matter was probing further. She finally turned her attention outside with a quiet huff. “I saw you staring at the Lycaon Ascension. Great work, right?” she said, still not staring at him. “It’s not that bad.” Brown kept his eyes glued to the quiet Clydentown traffic. For a town that was always so rowdy in the mornings. The road was surprisingly free.

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She waved her off smiling Tiana shook her head at her wiping the sweat on her forehead. They continued to talk until they were done, Tiana paid for both of them. "I'm ordering bolt" Amanda said looking at her phone. "Don't,I have a ride that can take us." They walked out of the restaurant seeing the driver waiting for them in a Land Cruiser Prado with tinted windows. "Ouuu, I love dealing with a rich nigga." Amanda sang as the driver opened the door for them. Tiana chuckled. "Ma, Mr Adesanya said you should check your phone." The driver informed her.

ALEXANDER Tony was the driver Chris hired for me. From dawn to dusk, Tony taught me how to drive, and in just two days, I had already gotten the hang of it. I was even able to drive myself to work, though not without placing the learner’s sign all over the car because I was afraid people wouldn’t notice. When I arrived at work, it was still 7 a.m. I met Michael just as he was stepping out of the bar.

Assuming Mitzy was checking back with Laney, he awaited her answer. Laura was driving much faster than the posted speed limit, weaving the Charger in and out of traffic, yet drawing little attention from the other drivers as she did so. Just as Laney was about to answer Mitzy's question with a negative response, the two girls spotted a familiar Corvette about a quarter mile ahead of them traveling almost as fast as they were. "Affirmative," Laney said to Mitzy, the smile on her face almost detectible in her tone. "We are in pursuit."

Lachlan retorted. He walked out of the restaurant and into the humid afternoon air, his stride purposeful. At the curb, a black SUV was waiting, the engine idling in the heat. As he slid into the back seat, Dan Reyes looked over from the passenger side, his tactical tablet glowing with a series of red and green icons.

"What are we supposed to do. Knucklehead got his ass caught by a woman. The evidence is already with the cops, dude. How you think we going to get it now?" She heard the sound of a lighter being flicked, followed quickly by the odor of propane and then cigarette smoke. Asshole. It's too dry for that shit. Lainie eased to the edge of the path she followed. Parked between two giant pines, hidden from the main road was a clunker Lincoln, faded puke brown paint with a hard-shell top. The color was enough to ensure they wouldn't be quickly noticed by a speeding car, which worked in the gang members' favor. For now, anyway.