One Hell Of A Ride Novels & Stories

The Audi A3,a sleek blue sportback owned by no other but Leonard Michaelson,drove into the premises of LM Tech. The skyscraper glittering in the sunlight. One of his bodyguards opened the backdoor and he stepped down from the car in an exquisite black suit and a pure gold Rolex watch. He walked towards the company and the doorman opened the entrance door as he greeted. "Good morning sir." Leo raised a hand to signify that he heard him. He was never one to reply to the greetings of his staffs. They were all used to this attitude of his.

"Come for a ride." ***

She grins, “Play?” I chuckle, “Oh, this will be fun!” I walk up to her and snap my fingers. Our clothing vanishes from our bodies. “Wow,” she gasps. “You can do it too, my love.” “Really?” “Oh, yes and so much more,” I said as I grabbed her and she wrapped her legs around me. I walk over the water. She mumbles, no doubt bracing herself for the chill of the water that won't come. She tries to shift herself in my arms, “Patience.” I get far enough out that I know it will cover most of our bodies once I sink into the water. I let us slowly sink down into the water. She wrinkles her nose. I know she thought it would be cold but it's not. In Hell, everything is how my family wills it to be. After

Vomit spilled through the gaps in the wire mesh and fell into the sea. The winch restarted and pulled the cage back to the 50th floor. Anisa curled up in the corner, her whole body twitching. Floyd picked up a walkie-talkie. His voice came through the speaker and reached clearly into the cage. "Even an old man could handle this ride, so why is a VIP like you throwing up? Let's do it again." The second drop began. This time, it accelerated even more. The instant the cage stopped, Anisa's head slammed into the iron railing, tearing open the skin around her eye socket.

I soon realize my mistake as I start descending the steep incline I’m currently driving on. The car speeds forward again, even faster than before, and I know immediately that the intent of the driver is to run me off the road and down the incline. Fear, like I’ve never known it before, grips me, and I increase my speed, but now, I'm afraid that I'm going to lose control of the car. I’ve never driven this fast before.

Asshole. I'm on the bike again and I'm holding on for dear life. He's pissed off and flying like the wind back to the clubhouse. I keep my eyes closed as he takes the sharp curves through the hills without slowing. The hot, dry air hits my face and there's nothing pleasant about the ride. There's always a price. The words rumble through my head. What is my price?

Harlow I climbed behind Cyrus on his bike and caught sight of the MC insignia on the back of his leather vest. It said "Bone Hills Howlers" around the figure of a wolf howling in front of a full moon. "I like your vest," I said. "It's called a cut," he replied as he revved the engine. "Helmet," he reminded me. "Safety first," I joked as I slid his helmet on. I leaned forward and grasped onto either side of his firm torso with my hands, breathing in a mixture of scents. Cologne and engine oil. Oddly comforting.

The parking lot wasn’t far, but every step felt heavy with uncertainty and anger. As he reached for his car door, a figure on the other side made him halt abruptly. “WHAT THE FUCK!” Tomoya yelled, his voice echoing through the empty parking lot. Rener stood there, his presence as unnervingly calm as ever. The sight of him only added to Tomoya’s boiling frustration. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, RENER!” The words spilled out, charged with disbelief and fury. He wasn’t in the mood for cryptic appearances or enigmatic remarks.

Asshole. I’m on the bike again and I’m holding on for dear life. He’s pissed off and flying like the wind back to the clubhouse. I keep my eyes closed as he takes the sharp curves through the hills without slowing. The hot, dry air hits my face and there’s nothing pleasant about the ride. There’s always a price. The words rumble through my head. What is my price?

“You should know better.” I’m so surprised, I can’t say anything. Not until he’s turned around and made his way back to the front. He sinks into his seat, and I let out a slow, shaky breath. What the fuck was that? Willow makes a face. “And here I thought we could ride under the radar.” “Hate to break it to you, but that was never going to happen.”