Phantom Racer Novels & Stories

Then how does he know the Ghost Shadow's stance? The subordinate was helpless, "That, I don't know." Benjamin angrily kicked him away, "You don't know anything?" Just a few days ago, due to his release of information about Soul Racer. Their group's stock had been rising wildly. Now ...... he was a little worried. On the race track, two cars were traveling back and forth. As the cars sped along, the tires drove over the ground and made a piercing sound. That sound made the spectators in the stands burst blood boiling.

Tonight I intended to use everything I knew. I was doing my pre-race checks when Sam's voice came through my earpiece. "Kat." "I hear you." "Grid four. Black car. No markings. No registration." She paused for a moment. "It's The Anonymous Racer." I stopped what I was doing. I had been racing The Anonymous Racer's records since France, six years ago. He had set a Monaco time that made me so furious I bought a plane ticket and flew there specifically to beat it. Since then we had traded records across six countries and four circuits, and I had never once been on the same grid as him. I had studied every piece of footage that existed of him racing. I knew his driving style the way you knew some

At last, they saw a black light appear in front of the conference table. Shortly after, a phantom appeared in place of the light! The phantom had hair draped all over his shoulders. He was wearing black robes, and his pale face had two bloody striations that were red in color. "Dark Phantom!" Sergio and Cameron were stunned. Legend had that the skill was only possessed by Rank 10 Dark Races. "I’m Bryson, and to all the powerful human fighters of Sky Blue Base City, I'm looking for a human Genetic Fighter that once appeared in Sky Blue Base City.

Thinking of loan sharks striked fear through her heart. If they could be somehow free from them! The doorbell rang and she jumped in fright. It was past midday. Almost 3 in the afternoon. Who would come at such an odd time? With that though, she went to the front to open it. Ethan had also come out of his room curious to see who was at the door. Eloisa would not come at this time. Yoonah opened the door to her worst fear. The loan sharks were standing there. She silently led them inside. She had forgotten today's date. Ethan quickly went to call Eloisa. He knew her mother could not handle them alone.

Those who can afford both the cost and the risk, usually rent floating platforms that revolve around and in between the arenas. And the third and the last (but also the most popular) was the Air Race. In the Air Race, speed and agility are tested as wyvern racers traverse a complicated and brutal obstacle course where the one with the fastest time wins. The first stage is a series of one vs one races to whittle down the participants until only ten are left. The final ten compete in the second stage and the one who crosses the finish line first is hailed champion.

I knew what was at stake in this race, and the thought of Tyler losing was almost too much to bear. Tyler's Camaro wasn't far behind, its powerful engine roaring as it raced to catch up. As they approached a particularly tight corner, I held my breath, fearing the worst. But somehow, they managed to navigate the turn with expert precision, narrowly avoiding a collision. Despite Tyler's best efforts, Ricky's Porsche maintained its lead, the gap between the two cars widening with each passing second. With skillful drive, Tyler managed to lead the race but when I thought everything was going well, Ricky resorted to dirty tactics, his car swerving dangerously close to Tyler's Camaro. I gasped in

"Did you see Black Raven ?! He's so hot!" I winced at the shouts of the women behind us. Four racers were fighting, I realized that Gabriel was also one of them operating the yellow McLaren. Kuya Loren and Gavin lead them. Gabriel chases but he can't keep up with Kuya's speed. People were screaming at the smooth drift that Kuya Loren made. It looks like he will win again. I smirked, but everyone was so quiet that Gavin quickly chased after him and went with Loren. Trembling rumbled in my chest as I watched the cars almost fly away.

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

The forest blurred past in streaks of silver and black as the Rolls-Royce Black Phantom sliced through the moonlit road like a predator in full pursuit. Its polished body reflected shards of moonlight, a sleek shadow gliding with lethal grace. Behind and around it, the Draven pack surged forward, massive wolves loping in perfect formation. Their paws pounded against the dirt with a rhythmic thunder, their glowing eyes cutting through the dark like flickering lanterns. The hum of the Phantom’s engine was low and guttural, harmonizing with the primal heartbeat of the hunt.

This was something bigger, something organized with outside money and outside interests. After Zeus finished speaking, the VIPs applauded politely. The sound felt wrong in this place that smelled of blood and fear. Zeus sat down in his chair, gesturing for me to stand beside him. Then the race began. Engines roared to life, the sound so loud it vibrated through my chest. The riders took off in a chaotic burst of speed and aggression that had nothing to do with normal racing. This was violent. Brutal. More about dominance than speed or skill.