Phantom Racer Novels & Stories

Mighty__Raccoon: “You have got to be kidding me! Who the hell is this guy?” BloodWasp_221: “Rip for all those who actually believe this shit!” VagueMachine0089: “Is it me or the world has gone bizarre!” Fearless_Barracuda: “Holy crap! Those are some mad-skills. Why have I never heard of this Phantom?” _ConfusedOtter001_: Nice choreography btw. Great photoshop skills. BaldSailor: “Guys, I actually counted… both killing counts and timing match Phantom’s score on the leaderboard.”

I knew for a fact that if he were a shifter, he wouldn't dare breathe the same air as me—but because he was a human guest, he didn't understand much. “I see you don't want to answer me,” the racer trailed off, letting out a mocking laugh as he revved his engine again. “Tell you what, sweetie. Let’s make a wager. If I win the main circuit tonight...you have to tell me your name and give me your number.”

Muscles growled and dashed forward, charging towards Jack like a massive tank. Jack took a deep breath and dashed forward as well. Muscles was slower than him, and for someone like Jack who had spent the past few days training with Davies, this was not a challenge. Davies, pseudonym Phantom, was a speed beast whose true speed was easily greater than someone who had attained 6 Star mastery. It was too easy to avoid Muscles’ powerful punch and generate his own counter. Ducking beneath the giant Undead’s punch – which happened to be no problem at all given his large frame – he pushed his spear forward, gathering energy within his arms and thrusting forward with maximum speed and power! Spiralli

“If we are late for the meeting Philip will kill us both. It would be a worse death than a road accident, trust me. The car has safety bags, Philip’s anger doesn’t.“ “He’s more intimidating than he seems at first glance, yes. That’s how he tricks people into liking him and believing him. “ I say lightly, the comment meant more like a joke. But something passes Dominic’s face. “What is it?” I ask. “Max says the same. “ I lean against my seat and Dominic continues. “Max races too. “ “He does?” “He does.” “You sound concerned.” I say. “You are too good at reading what I say.” “You are a good teacher.” Dominic lets out a quiet laugh. Then continues, a new tone to his voice. “There are two types

The sharp curves and jagged edges were a lot to conquer especially since it had been years since I raced. “Come on, baby,” I muttered, shifting gears, “show them who’s boss.” I didn’t care about the crowd, or even Dante’s murderous glare. This was for me. A blur shot out from the side lane. The other racer, a lean car with silver underlights, rammed into me from behind, hard. I gasped as the Mustang swerved, almost tipping sideways. The tires screeched and the glass cracked as my helmet slammed into it. I was at a very dangerous point which was at the top of a cliff and could swerve off, falling to my death. But God knows it wasn't my time to die yet.

POV Willow After we got outside, I hid behind a tree and undressed. I shifted quickly and ran out. There were murmurs of surprise when the others saw me but Tracy and Zack just smiled at me and held out the kids toys. Nox and I smelled them deeply and after a moment, Nox had a vision.

Racers please assemble and people place your bet cos it's closing soon. KYLE: See you later. ANYA: See you soon (enters her car and drives it to the starting point) LADY: (walked between the five racing cars) Ready? (with a flag stretched to them and racers revved their engine) Begin!! (threw the flag and all racers accelerated their cars) :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*

The next morning all my shit was packed and he kicked me out. “So now what do we do since they spotted Cara?” my friend Tricia asks. “Nothing. Let them watch her.” I answer. “The more they concentrate on her the less they pay attention to the rest of us,” I add. “That makes sense. I have no problem being the decoy.” Cara says.

When they saw me though, they moved to stand by the sides, clearing the pathway for me to drive through. I drove Connor’s black Lamborghini Aventador to a complete stop beside Tom’s red Nissan GT-R. Connor’s racing car was already labeled the black monster on the racing tracks. I don’t get why Tom would want to try his luck against it. Well, no matter what, I don’t give a fuck. As long as I get to race, I am clueless to the outer world. All I focus on is the finishing line as I beat my competitor. If I am going to race, I will race to win, not to lose and I have never lost a race before. It’s not going to happen now. I will not want to tarnish my own record at winning races. Tom was already

Anda whispered to him running to the track. " I heard you've been playing royalty lately..don't they lock you in a cage or something?"one of the racers asked. " What's that?I hear fear...let's race Gutsy and stop trying to get into each other's nerves.. goodluck,you're gonna need it"Anda smiled and pulled on her helmet getting on her motorcycle. " The rules still remain..do not tackle your opponent is..stay in lane and ...win"Baron said. " Okay babes..are you ready to get yourselves some real cash .on your marks..get ready"A beautiful girl in bikini raised the gun above her head and shot.