Rider Robo の小説・ストーリー

The agent did as he was instructed. The robo bugs returned a message, an audio recording from Byron. “If you are listening to this, it means that your plan failed a long time ago. I caught you a long time ago. And your robo friends are dead, completely dead!” he said. “flip! How did he know? He wasn’t supposed to know!” Ben said, furious. "Byron should not be underestimated. He is smart." Said the robo controller. "He is not smarter than us,we are more smarter. Steve Have you managed to track him?"

"We do." A motorcycle rumbled up—Axel on his Harley. He pulled off his helmet, grinning. "Tommy just called. The city approved our permit for the charity ride next month. We're official." "That's great!" Valentina hugged him. The charity ride had been another legitimizing move—Riot Kings organizing a fundraiser for local schools. Good press, good karma. "Also," Axel's grin widened, "I've got news. Garrett proposed to his girlfriend. She said yes."

he gave Nyx an approving nod— “you made the perfect choice. Finally becoming a man, huh?” I smirked, shaking his hand. “You talk too much for someone who’s supposed to be resting.” He chuckled, then turned to Nyx. “And you, young lady, are even prettier in person.” Nyx smiled softly. “Thank you, Mr. Rob. It’s nice to finally meet you.” “Please,” he waved a hand, “just Rob. ‘Mr.’ makes me sound old.” I couldn’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. That’s Rob—the oldest of my men. Fierce. Ruthless. Loyal to the bone. Sometimes too damn stubborn for a man without legs.

"But Mr. Blanchard, it takes both parties to agree to the contract before the client can be secured. I'm not the only one affecting the decision." I sneered. "So, what's the point of you coming here after all?" "I—" I swept my cold gaze past him and said, "You looked like you knew a thing or two about riding earlier. Have you taken lessons before?" Cecil didn't know what I was playing at and replied, "I've ridden a few times when I was younger." Since he was so skilled at riding, that meant he knew more about horses than he let on. He would most probably be able to tell that my horse was a thoroughbred racehorse, one that I'd bought at an auction years ago for 20 million dollars.

There are only two things in this fucked up world I give a damn about, motorcycles and women. ​I ride them both the same way with a heavy hand and zero mercy. I like easing into the stroke, feeling the machine warm up beneath me, then manhandling them around tight corners until the metal screams. I want them redlining, vibrating through my bones until they’re begging me to let off the gas. I don't do gentle. I do control. ​Sup, Boss.

Honestly, between getting caught by him again or being dragged away by these rogue wolves, I’d take the latter. Suddenly, Ryder reached out his hand toward me. "We haven’t introduced ourselves yet. I’m Ryder Black!" I didn’t shake his hand, just stared at it coldly. "Ryder? What are you, a motorcyclist or something? Oh wait, I know—you’re a bandit!"

we hop on and she takes off down the road, it was then the rogues came out of hiding charging at us, running after the bike. “I’ve never seen rogues with eyes that colour before!” she says, their eyes are red as blood “we should try bringing one of them back alive” I say all four of them on our tails “I’m gonna do a front wheelie and toss you, shift mid air and attack, 3,2,1!”

He reported and he stopped immediately. "How many?" "Three!" Blaze replied and he nods slightly. "Okay Don". ★★★★★ BLOOD VESSELS CLAN* Roberto was groaning as one of the clan bitches rode on his dick. He was furious about what Lucifer had done to him. He grabbed the girls waist closer to him making her butt gribd on his d*ck. She moved faster and he went high for some seconds. Instantly, he grabbed boobs pressing it so hard, enjoying the scenero.

Every time she saw him, she disliked him more. “Looks like you’re in luck again, princess,” Robbie said lightly. “You’ve got me as your personal bodyguard—for free.” Adela and Cici both looked at him like he was crazy. Cici snorted. “Layson is just upstairs. Want me to go get him so you can rethink your life choices?” Robbie bit into a fruit with exaggerated thoughtfulness. “They say he’s a hell of a fighter. Too bad so few people have seen it. If I get to witness it tonight… I’d consider that a win.”

"Well, that's enough for now. How far is Roberto's house?" "About an hour. Maybe more. Roberto lives outside Las Vegas. He's a doctor in a village of about five hundred people." "I didn't think there was such a village in Las Vegas." “You'd be surprised that in this world there are odd things that sometimes seem impossible. Let's go. Jacob's got a new ride." They could faintly hear the roar of a car engine that had just started. Jacob managed to take over the people's car, and there seemed to be no problem.