Motorcity Novels & Stories

"Come alone. I know who's behind this. I know about your mother. And I can't say it over the phone." Now I'm in the back of a car driven by a young woman from Marcus's team, her fingers drumming the steering wheel as the old train station swells up ahead. Michigan Central Station has been empty for decades, its eighteen floors of Beaux-Arts stone looming over Corktown like a corpse that refused to collapse. The windows are black holes. The grand entrance is choked with boards. But a side door hangs loose, a blade of light slicing through the gap. "Are you sure about this?" the driver asks.

Loud and Malik glared at each other before getting in with her, and Jinx drove off. * [Zhitnevo] It's another city one hour away from Moscow, and among the cars riding the road, there's a blue Mercedes. The windows are tinted, and it's racing without stop on the tarred road before sliding into a corner, riding through a dusty road. The dusts aren't flying too much; Courtesy of the cool weather. Seems the first rain will fall anytime from now cos the breeze is blowing too gently too. The Mercedes drove deeply into that particular street till it arrived at a black gate, and it was automatically opened, allowing the car inside.

"Reggie knows my face. He knows my name. If the police trace your vehicles—" "They won't," Marcus interrupted, his voice dropping into a deep, gravelly register that left no room for argument. "This car isn't registered to me, or to London United. It belongs to a private security firm I hired six months ago when I realized Reggie was skimming from the club’s youth academy funds. We’re going to a place he doesn't know exists." He swung the heavy vehicle off the highway, navigating toward the outer edges of East London. The pristine, clinical isolation of Surrey faded, replaced by the jagged, neon-lit skyline of the industrial docklands.

After he was done speaking, Carvalho said, “You must have heard of Detroit’s background story too. It was originally the largest automobile city in the United States. It was initially doing extremely well, and it was a huge success, but in the end, it ended up so badly that a large number of people began fleeing from the city. The local real estate even shrank by more than 90%. However, who was the one who truly destroyed this city? It was Toyota and Honda from Japan, and also Mercedes and BMW from Germany. These are all factors that could change the law.”

The cards were for common company entrance and exit points. Please follow me ladies so I can show you your vehicles, Brain said respectfully. We get cars? Thandi asked surprised. Yes Ma’am, Brian answered with a straight face trying very hard not to let down his boss. I don’t know any company that does that, Thandi said still surprised. That’s why we are the best, Brian said proudly leading them to the parking lot in the basement. Here we are, these are your vehicle and these are your parking spaces, Brian said pointing at the cars.

Daniel responded, taking his files to the study. Few minutes later, Blaze arrived in his new edition sports car accompanied by three exceptionally beautiful models from his music video. Tresh’s security could only appreciate from a distance as they accepted the keys to park away the luxurious car. Each week they graded which one of their bosses many girls was the most beautiful and most importantly most respectful. Immediately after that, Big G arrived with his rarest monster vehicle and also handed Tresh’s security his keys. “My men!” Tresh exclaimed, welcoming his best friends. The three of them were brought together by the love of music years ago. After some shaky start in their careers t

“Thank you so much for doing that. You really don’t have to replace stuff. At least let me pay for some of it.” He shrugged and waved her off. “It’s actually been fun to work on it. Since Mia’s husband Carter owns W Motors, all the cars around here are either in pristine shape or electric. I’ve loved getting my hands messy in an engine again.” Immediately, Bonnie’s mind took the phrase to a dirty place. She would like him to get messy with her engine. If he could make her car purr, she could only imagine what he could do with her body. “I really appreciate it,” she repeated, forcing the sexual thoughts from her mind.

I didn't understand why their Moon Goddess had not given him his mate. Lord knows I saw he envied others around him who were happily in love. "Are you worried about me, Joseph?" A smirk adorned his face as he flipped me off. "Go bring our girl home, or bring the head of someone who knows." Laughing, I saluted him, and the bike rushed down the driveway towards Meadow Brook Hall. The council hall laid within Michigan, nestled in its abundance of beauty, housing the many faces of the council members and their luxurious lifestyles. The four and half-hour trip would take me through winding roads and across tree-lined escapes. All I could imagine, though, was the face of Clarissa and bringing her

I imagined how many people and how long it would take to wipe the windows. Mr. Shaw stopped his car in a very large yard. Two other cars parked next to us. One is a black Porsche with a white stripe in the middle, and the other is a red Bugatti. If the three of them were side by side like this, maybe other people who saw it would think this place was a luxury car showroom.

he stated confidently, earning a nod from Marco. Marco dragged me away from the crowd and the revving engines, leading me to a quieter, dark parking spot. With a press of a button on the key fob, the car's lights illuminated its location. It was Marco's favorite Mercedes Maybach, shining in the dimly lit parking area.