Make Out In Your Mustang To Radiohead Novels & Stories

Before I left for the Catacombs I ask Bob to modified the battery powered radio so that It can be used in Fantasma. Right now the radio on the table no longer use a battery as the power source, but instead use a small monster core, a D/E rank core to be exact. I have to make it use a monster core because the radio that will be distribute will be implanted with a fail safe, that will automatically destroyed the radio if anyone tries to open and inspect them, a battery aren't powerful enough to broke the radio completely. I can't have my technologies being stolen, beside using a monster core will make radio more accessible for everyone.

Yes, I had a lot of work ahead of me, but a thrill ran through me at the thought of the adventure. I cranked on the little radio in my car and flipped the channels until Free Falling by Tom Petty came on. I started singing it at the top of my lungs with the windows open. I was into the music and lost in my thoughts of Nashville when I happened to look over. A carload of great looking guys was driving beside me, all listening to me sing. I rolled my eyes, smiling as I turned my attention back to the road. “Hey. You sound good!” one of the guys yelled as he folded his arms in the window.

They both laughed as they made their way back to the Range Rover. Maggie relaxed in the soft leather seat while Bobby expertly negotiated the fairly heavy mid-Saturday traffic heading away from the city. "You can find us some tunes if you want," he offered. Maggie looked at him incredulously. "You're going to let me fiddle with your radio? Isn't that breaking some sacred 'man code' or something?" she asked mockingly. "What did I do to deserve that?" "Well, seeing as how I stole second base the other night," he drawled, his eyes hidden behind the mirrored aviators, "I figure it's the least I can do."

Then there was an addition of a bow tie wrapped around his neck, under the collar. “Your outfit is on point! Ready to roll?" Geri scoffed at my compliment. "You are looking sharp yourself. Let's hit the road and rock this event!" Soon, we drove off out of the garage in Geri’s Mercedes Benz and straight to the venue. Classic by MKTO blared through the speakers of the radio and I turned it up, filling the car with the tunes. Geri was annoyed, but soon I caught him rhyming to the song and teased him for it.

I would look odd dressed in my suit especially with the blood stained cuffs from when I had inserted my hands in Karani’s rib cage earlier. I had to focus as the road blurred in front of me and I turned the volume on the radio up. Metallica’s Low Man was playing and once again the music spoke to my soul. I opened my window to let the cold air in. It felt soothing somehow as the cold air rushed over my face and into my lungs as I breathed it in deeply. Canada. This part was a lot like Alaska and I felt gravity pull me onwards.

It came out in a whisper just enough for his ears to catch on as he made a right turn. A small smile crept to his lips but he was quick to suck in his lips before it became a toothy grin. He pushed on the button if the car radio and the car was filled with the melodious sound of Jennifer Lopez. Rose's eyes shot open and she started to bop her head to the music.

I grumble. He glances at me briefly, then returns his focus to the road. He takes his right hand off the steering wheel and reaches for the radio, turning it on. Ed Sheeran's "Shape of You" starts playing, and I begin to sing along, or rather, I start shouting random words that don't even remotely resemble the lyrics. And definitely not in tune. I turn the knob on the door to my right, and the window slowly comes down. I let the breeze hit my face, and my hair starts to whip around like I have Medusa's snakes on my head.

“You’re still our guest, and you don’t have a car. Just come.” Well, clearly, I wasn’t good at hiding what was on my face. “Fine,” I caved in. The drive was quiet, so he turned on the radio. At one point, Imagine Dragons’ Thunder started playing. Despite my bad mood, the song somehow lifted my spirits. I couldn’t help but move my shoulders and upper body to the rhythm, singing along. By the second chorus, I was completely lost in the song, not caring that James was in the car. My body was in sync with the music.

Rohan The Mustang came to a halt at the parking lot of a nightclub. I stepped out of the car, a street lamp buzzing above me. From the distance, I could hear the echoes of loud music blaring from the music. Well, it was about to get even louder. “You’re taking us to a club?” Damon asked, stepping out of my car. I was growing wary of his presence. We didn’t like each other, and the urge to pull away was greater than anything.

However, I wouldn’t be able to open the hood, so this was the next best option. There was an opening from between the tire and the engine. It wasn’t the best place, but it would stay somewhat hidden. Moving some wires, I was just about to where I wanted to be. “Hurry up.” Maddox growled in my head. “I need one more minute.” “Tatum, we need to move!” Steele knelt down as I stretched as far as I could. The click of the magnet snapped into place. “They are coming!” Maddox sounded panicked.