Sam Larusso Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

Kylo said. The five of them left the building. Yara can't stopped herself from drooling because of the cars of her bosses. Buster rode his Audi A4. Kylo is with his Volvo S90. Kairo rode his Ford Ranger Raptor. And Kenzo his BMW Z4. She rode at Kenzo's car because he pulled her and insisted that she should be with her because he's a good driver leaving his friends dumbfounded.

“Eve?” Noa’s hands tightened on Alessio. “Didn’t see her body either.” Alessio’s laugh was hoarse. “Cockroach.” “Snake,” Noa muttered, voice rough. The roar of an engine cut through the smoke. Noa’s head whipped up. Black SUV. Coming fast. Alessio’s body tensed under him. “That’s not Luca.” Noa reached for his gun. Empty. No time. The SUV slammed to a stop. Doors opened. Heavy boots hit the ground.

Sharper. “Yeah?” Kai said, voice rough. “Get on the couch then. Ass up.” Leo scrambled eagerly onto the couch, pulling his pants down fast. His own slick was already dripping down his thighs. He arched his back, presenting himself like a good little omega. Kai stood behind him, stroking his massive cock slowly. The knot at the base was already starting to swell. He lined himself up, rubbing the head against Leo’s wet hole. Just before he pushed in, Kai glanced back at the door.

Jack step inside the elevator when he heard the chimes. He moves quickly and run to his car. He was thinking of getting a gun and ammo this time. Jack uses the SUV 2020 Porsche Cayenne Turbo S E-Hybrid (color white). He needed that car badly so he can reach faster to his destination because he is running out of time. He click the remote of the car, just like those lovely sounds created and it open the door. He step inside the car and start the engine.

When they stepped outside, Mona's jaw nearly hit the pavement. A sleek, black McLaren sat in the parking lot, gleaming under the streetlights. It looked like something straight out of a car commercial—sleek, powerful, expensive. "Holy shit," she muttered. Kane glanced at her. She turned to him, pointing at the car. "This is your car?" He smirked. Mona scoffed, already answering her own question. "Obviously, it's your car." He let out another chuckle, opening the passenger door for her.

Jeremy didn’t linger after storming out of the boardroom. He bolted for the private garage under Cali Solar, boots hammering the concrete, fury driving every step. His two Italian beasts waited there—prized machines parked like royalty: a Ferrari 812 Superfast, red as spilled blood, and a Lamborghini Aventador, black as midnight.

The giant gates flung open around 10:25pm to reveal a very large empty estate with lots of suited men scattered around and the Lamborghini came to a halt. One of the suited men opened the Lambo door and Kai stepped out. **Suited man:** Welcome boss. This way.

“If people see you with me, they’ll think you are kidnapping the alpha.” I rolled my eyes. “Please. What would I do with an asshole like you?” He chuckled, leaning closer, his breath hot against my ear. “You like taking care of this asshole though.” “I’d rather take care of a rabid raccoon.” Kai laughed again, and the sound made my stomach twist against my will. I tightened my grip around his waist, glaring at him. He lifted a shaky hand and pointed ahead. “There. That one.” I followed his finger and almost tripped. Of course. A Lamborghini, sleek and polished under the dim lights, waiting like it had been pulled out of some showroom.

DALA Kai led me to the garage, and the moment he stopped in front of that car, I nearly choked on air. Sleek, low, and impossibly expensive, the sportscar shone under the garage lights. It had no roof, its black exterior polished to perfection, and the red leather seats looked almost too luxurious for a simple grocery run. I gawked at it, then at him. “Wait…this is the car you’re taking?” Kai shot me a questioning look, “Yeah. You want a limo?”

Still, in a small, reluctant voice, she muttered, "Irvin." Silence. Then— Koa barked out a sharp, incredulous laugh. "A mamba?" His golden eyes flashed as he shook his head, disbelief coloring his features. "Why the fuck would you ever think a cobra and a mamba could mix?" Imara flinched. Kai sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Koa continued, "Do you even understand how reckless that is? Mambas are—" He exhaled sharply, his tail flicking violently. "You’re playing with fire."