Moto Moto Character Novels & Stories

The next day, Atzi and Motus got things together for the trip. Motus told her what they needed and Atzi packed it in a bag. Soon they were headed out. "So where do we go now Motus?" Atzi asked him as he sat in the backseat. "First of ...all...i..am..not..a..pet.." He said each word as he climbed into the front seat. "...so I get to sit up front like a normal human being.." He nods his head with a matter of factly manner and chuffs.

“I lived there for a year. Did a bike tour. That’s where I met the Marco’s.” “On a bicycle?” “Not exactly.” Harley takes her phone from her back pocket, pulls up a photo and holds it out for me to take. She points to one of the motorcycles in the background of the photo of her and the two Marcos. It looks like an old Russian military bike and has a sidecar. “This one’s mine, it’s an Ural M72. Old but reliable, easy to fix.” She goes back to eating and lets me inspect the picture.

BROOM BROOM A two-wheeled vehicle was seen speeding down a highway in the middle of the forest. The vehicle, called Motosicca, was being driven by two girls. They were heading from Vestaria to a larger city in the middle of the Vitania mainland. “So, I have to leave Vestaria, Flo?” asked Alisa, who was riding behind. “Too bad you have to do that. You won’t get anything there,” Flo replied. "Oh, I see?"

When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white

"I just saw a huge black wolf on the path. That's all." "Were you alone?" "No, with Kessler the Idiot, but he left me stranded." "He did that? What a jerk." "Yeah, he is. Where's your car? I just want to get home." "I have a motorcycle," he says, pointing to a Ninja-style motorcycle a few meters away. "Wow, it's nice." "Don't mind riding on a motorcycle, do you?" "Not at all."

She tapped his shoulders and walked away. She smiled when she saw her red Panigale V4 R big bike. Itsuki brought it for her, as she rode in his car earlier. The servants, and most especially Marcus, can't see her, that she can ride a big bike. He might get intrigued by her identity. She immediately rode on her motorcycle and roared the engine.

I need to find a more interesting approach with them. After thinking it over a bit, a brilliant idea hit me. I’ll take my nephews to work with me! They’ll find it insanely interesting, and I need to show up anyway to stay on top of things. A few years ago, I fully moved to the capital, where my relatives have multiplied a lot. I opened a store called “Moto-Style,” where I sell various types of motorcycles, from sport bikes and Harleys to mopeds and all kinds of parts for our two-wheeled friends. My store also has a repair service where different iron horses get serviced.

"I'm the one who—" The man kicked my hand away in disgust. "How dare you address our Alpha by his name." Alpha? Domine? "Domine Ashford is the great Alpha of our Moonlight Pack, and I am Lucas, his Gamma." His words hit me like a sledgehammer. "What Alpha?" I stared at him. "Domine is just a Delta warrior!" "Wake up, Halen," Lucas sneered, dragging me away. "The Alpha has been posing as an ordinary Delta for three years just to get close to you and get revenge for Ella."

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

Dita was relieved to see him. "You can go back to work. Dita, sorry to Bother You."Dita shook her head quickly. "Nothing. I am happy and proud of myself to be able to cook food for great people like you."Don't give up on yourself. Re-record new customer orders come. Dita and the other servants finally went home. There's always a lot of people every day. Dita came home with her beloved motorcycle. Dita rides the motorcycle calmly. Dita widened her eyes as Jay stood in front of her motorcycle. Dita immediately brakes suddenly. Fortunately Dita did not fall off the motorcycle.