Maximum Ride Novels & Stories

"What? Like, be your chauffeur?" Madoc laughed. "Not quite." He slurped at his margarita again. "I need someone who knows their way behind a steering wheel. Sunrise Corporation is going to be asking the MCs for assistance in transporting a large truck of very precious cargo across the border. It'll require some bikers for protection. But it'll also need a blocker car."

“I’ll protect them!” The operator raised his brow. He answered, “Kid, you are only a child, and your nanny can’t ride either because this roller coaster can only accommodate kids. I’m sorry, but your two cousins can't meet the height requirement.” “This is unfair!” Sebastian stomped his feet. “I’ll tell Daddy!” “Can we just go there?” Alisa pointed to the carousel. Sebastian made a face. “We have done that like two times already.” He spotted the flying Dumbo ride and said, “Maybe we can go there?”

It would definitely cost a lot to buy this in B City. “Are you the customer on Stormchase? Hop on,” Monique reached out her small face, blinking her bright eyes, then she went down and opened the door for that young man who had dumbfounded and standing there for a long time. “This is a Maserati! Are you Stormchase’s driver who has been taking requests?” The young man sounded amazed and opened his mouth wide in shock, that it could even fit a huge duck egg.

Parth and Darsh moved towards school playground. "Today, i'll not play more than an hour. Yesterday, i got late and grandpa got angry and scolded me. I know he is worried about my future that's why he scolds but this competition is also my dream-like. " Parth said, " Anyhow i have to win this match. It's golden opportunity for me to meet my idol, world's best player of the basketball. " Darsh patted his back and said, " Don't worry. We'll surely win this match. " and smiled. After practicing an hour, Parth returned home.

Five years ago, for the sake of my fiancee, Ellia Murdock, I went overseas alone to deal with all the obstacles her family faced. The day I returned, she sent a car to pick me up to attend her son's birthday party. She smiled and introduced me as her long-lost uncle, who was also crazy, in front of all the guests. Her son clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Mommy, I want to ride the crazy horse!" Ellia's smile vanished. Her voice turned cold as she ordered, "Jason, don't ruin Nial's fun. Get down." My heart jolted. I glared at her. "Ellia, you want me to let a brat ride me like a horse?" Right after I finished my sentence, her current husband slapped me across the face. "What's with the

And I am, more than anything, absolutely, incandescently furious. The ride back to Silvercrest is going to be the longest ride of my life.

Ethan had finished almost all of his hot dog and was now leaning sleepily against Isabella’s arm, his stuffed lion tucked under his chin. The sugar rush was fading. His eyelids were growing heavy. Reid watched him for a moment, then turned to Karline. “Come with me,” he said quietly. She looked at him, confused. “Where?” He nodded toward the far end of the fairgrounds, where the tallest ride stood, towering above everything else. The giant wheel spun slowly, its cabins lit softly from inside. Karline immediately shook her head. “I’m not a kid, Reid.” He smiled faintly. “It’s not for kids.”

The comments that expressed indignation on my behalf put a smile on my face. My smile widened when I found that Ethan was struggling to hold back nausea. I slammed on the accelerator, but my voice sounded nervous. "Honey, the brake isn't working!" He worriedly reached his body over to grab the wheel. "Remove your foot from the pedal! We need to stop the car!" "It's not stopping!" I steered the wheel to turn the car, making it crash into the guardrail. The momentum of the car caused it to skid right into the river.

Yet, she seemed to have forgotten all about it. She didn't just forget about it. She even let another man ride my prized and most beloved horse without telling me. Could it be that even she didn't belong to me anymore as well? I clenched my fists tightly and suppressed the violent urge in my chest. Cecil strode over and moved in front of Hazel to apologize to me. "Mr. Blanchard, one of the company's potential clients is a huge fan of horseback riding, and Hazel only brought me here to train my riding skills. You won't get mad at me for that, will you?"

Elena said to the waiter who jotted down her order “And you sir, what would you be having.” “Fried rice with oven-roasted chicken, make it spicy. With vegetable salad.” “Anything else sir.” “Wine, your best wine. We are celebrating.” “Okay sir.” the waiter hurried away “What are we celebrating” “Us.” “Oh!” ‘Thank you Elena for giving our marriage a second chance.’ “It's mostly about the kids, they deserve a normal home.” “What about us Elena, don't we deserve some happiness.” his intense look bore into her soul.