Novel & Cerita Manga Moto

Face frowning, she saw the five phantom cars tailing them behind through the motor's side mirror. Her eyes grew widened when the roof of the five cars opened and there emerge five men with machine guns pointed at them. "What the hell!" Sumire exclaimed at what she saw and looked at Mort. "Hold on tight and never look back." Mort sternly commanded and accelerated the motorbike. Racing the cold night on the coastal road out of Erètria city, the five unknown cars speeding to catch them up and started raining bullets on Mort and Sumire. She clung to him tightly and just closed her eyes behind him. The green-eyed man clenched his jaw in anger when he felt her heart thumping so fast against his ba

“True crime and pizza with you sounds…” His voice trailed off before he finished, but I decided not to push. Instead, I let myself get swept up by the race again. The sound of the engines, the crowd cheering, the cacophony of sights and noises. For a moment, just a moment, I pictured the two of us here in the future, sucked into the spectacle of it all. But I quickly pushed that thought away. One time would be good enough. There was no need for more. “That car’s engine mapping isn't right,” Logan commented, his eyes narrowing at one of the vehicles whizzing past us. “He’s gonna face some serious turbo lag.”

S) I am not looking down on this world, not even in a slightest, because compare to earth, Fantasma have a magical thing called magic. And the people of Fantasma are really well versed in it, that is why, I always thought that if Magic were combined with Earth technology, it would simply be a marvellous thing, which is true as in Aeternum I have founded such things and one of it were Magical Engineering. As a result, now the Vehicles are able to use Mana Core as fuels. “...Despite the war just over a few hours ago..the people of this City is already lively….”.

“Then head away now. Maddox is waiting at the bottom of these gardens, past a large fountain with a motorbike. I’ll come in a few minutes.” Maddox stood as instructed. Black t-shirt, pants and silver eyes made him appear fearsome to anyone who didn’t know how loyal a Beta he could be. A gleaming silver Ducati waited for me. “I don’t have any supplies, sorry, just the bike.” “Thank you for not leaving me with him.” He bristled at the idea, his grey eyes glinting under the shade of the trees. “Never, I am proud to be a Beta Warrior.”

Emmett swallowed hard and scratched his head, as he hadn’t raced in a while, but for Eli, he would do it. “So, where is he?” Eli asked, but they were interrupted by the sound of a motorcycle engine, and Eli knew exactly what kind of motorcycle made that sound. “Damn. One of my favorite expensive motorbikes. BMW HP4,” Eli muttered, then pushed the people blocking his way to see who wanted to challenge Emmett. He frowned when he saw one of the most expensive motorcycles in the Philippines and squinted to identify who Emmett’s opponent would be, but he couldn’t recognize him.

Ryder asked but instead of a reply, Manga walked out without looking back. Manga wanted war–he’d never been defeated and staying back after losing the fight, was a sign of defeat to him. “I won't stop until I am satisfied" He growled in his quiet, silent place.

Ningsih felt familiar with that motorbike. "Let’s go fast!" Sugeng rode the motorcycle at super speed. "By the way, where did you get this motorcycle?" Ningsih asked in the midst of the high-speed ride. "Uh, this... it's Markonah's motorcycle. Hehe." Suddenly... Dhoodododododododot ... The motorcycle they were riding on broke down in the middle of the road. In Sugeng's mind, Markonah's words echoed. "Don’t speed, or it will break down!"

“No it isn’t. If you can show me any pics of these parts which you mentioned I’m sure I can make these with my mana” “Oh right! You can make anything with your mana as long as you have seen it. How can I forget that” saying this Kei stopped the motorbike and searched some pics from his phone and showed them to Mizuki. Mizuki after seeing the pics in detail and some basics of motor bike built parts of and inserted them in the bikes. “All done. Let’s go Kei we need to catch up with them otherwise we will lose” “Are you sure about this? You will be continuously using your mana. Won’t you get tired?” said Kei while worrying for Mizuki.

And then he veered toward something that made me pause. A motorcycle. Not one of those plastic, soulless speed machines—but a real one. Matte black. Low-slung. Growling with restrained power. It looked like it had eaten roads for breakfast and still hadn’t had enough. I slowed to a stop, lips curving into a smirk as the machine came into full view. Pure muscle and menace. A beast with two wheels and no apologies. Of course Ryden rode a motorcycle. It was too perfect. The tattoos, the rough edges, the way he’d let me break him open with my thighs and a whisper—he was built for this kind of cliché. The good kind. The kind that made you ache.

Domine tilts his head back and lets out a long, agonized scream that makes the entire temple tremble. #