Phantom Racer Novels & Stories

Time to show who's the boss, motherfuckers. I started warming up and slowly increase my speed. I can see how the crowd went wild when I sped up. I'm using my black spyder arcade with a number nine on it. It was exclusively made for me. Well, perks of being the daughter of one of the richest people in Asia. I felt the adrenaline rush through my body as I increase my speed. I drove past racer number 07. I grinned as I came to drift and almost bump racer number 05. He opened his window and salute me with his middle finger. I realized it was Johnson, one of my co-racer and friend.

He gives one look at her, a smirk covering his face, he pretends to be his usual self - although he is burning with anger. Under the shroud of night, a high-octane car race unfolds with three determined competitors vying for victory. The race track is illuminated by a symphony of floodlights, casting an intense glow on the asphalt as the engines roar to life. The first competitor, Terry Nashville is an experienced racer, and exudes confidence as he takes his position at the starting line. His car, a sleek and aerodynamic machine, gleams under the night sky. He revs the engine, eager to showcase his mastery of the track and claim the top spot on the podium.

A quarter of an hour later, a warning came through Philip's warcraft, “Warcraft 6358, your warcraft has exceeded the speed limit. Please stop immediately for an inspection.” Philip said coldly, “Hmph, go as fast as you can.” Countless energy stones poured into the energy tank, and the Phantom warcraft went so fast that it turned into a shadow as it zoomed across Black Wind Canyon.

A strange glint appeared in her eyes, as if a plan was unfolding in her mind. Shamia quickly sped up her motorcycle, reaching speeds of around 150 kilometers per hour. When the tires hit a rock, she didn't flinch, instead continuing to speed along as if she was flying. She didn't even wobble, as if she had mastered her balance. A smile crept up on the corner of her lips, she reveled in the thrill of racing through the night, feeling like the king of the darkness. She had almost forgotten her mission.

He paused, his eyes gleaming with an absurd type of happiness. “There’s an underground racing event. A private track. It’s called ‘Furious Tracks.’ The best drivers, the fastest cars. No rules. Pure adrenaline. It’s a place where even the most powerful men shed their titles and become... primal. No suits. No pretenses. Just speed and the sheer will to win. My kind of heaven.”

Dante laughed and dragged her down, “I just wanted to cheer him up” Amy pouted “Come on princess he already knew that we're here for him” Zack said caressing her cheeks “Damn, Zee is moving with so much speed and he's been leading since the start of the race, Zee the CACULUS best racer we have in California, he's been in top one let's see if he will still hold his position after the race” The MC announced while the race was still on, “Shit Nile is doing well in blocking the opponent, he's good at dodging and protecting Zee, looks like Zee got a good backup and now Calculus racers are taking the lead over ROLLIES racers” The MC went on to announce the progress of the race

My eyes so focus on his red car "Now" Marco said as the green light turn on Zac drove crazily in speed and he's 2nd place now. He need to complete this racing venue in 5 laps. It's a really big venue and it made me nervous more. My eyes never left his car. "Yes he's 1st now" I smiled as Matt said that , he's 1st on the 3rd lap. He's speeding up crazily and he's so tight between the 2nd place racer. Oh please.. God please let Zac win and achieve his dream

A man on foot had broken free of his hiding spot and was gunning it after us, running at an impossible speed. I didn't need to see the light sucking black surrounding his pupils, annihilating the whites of his eyes to know what he was. I could tell by the way his arms jerked as he bounded towards us, closing the gap between hunter and prey. I slipped my gun from the holster strapped to my thigh and let off three rounds the same instant the front tire ran a hole, jarring my shots and sending them wide. "Keep it steady!"

They bade Henry goodbye and went straight outside. "Should we go with a car or the bike" Mia asked "Car. I hope I'm not too picky" Delilah said "No, no. Let's go" Mia said after using the car remote control to open the doors. The car was a blue BMW Z4. They fastened their seatbelts quickly. All through the ride, Mia was being calculative over something precisely that she was almost unaware that she had reached the gate. She honked and the security guards opened up the gate.

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