Sing 2 Porsche Crystal Novels & Stories

Crystal's thoughts sang in her head. A long sigh escaped through her lips before she opened her mouth fully to speak. “You will have to sign the contracts again. The commissioner is already having a change of mind so you have to convince him to get him to sign the contracts.” Crystal said and walked towards the table freezer. Isa's narrowed eyes followed her as she opened the freezer and collected a bottle of water. Isa wasn't interested in her words. She steadied her gaze at crystal like she was searching for something. She ran her eyes from Crystal's designer heels and stopped at her neck. She looked so thirsty as her small Adam apple kept popping up and down as she gulped down the water t

Dante, Nico, and I stood on the pier, watching cranes lift each one, sleek, bulletproof monsters disguised as luxury. Dante’s hand rested possessively on my lower back, his fingers tracing lazy circles through my silk blouse. “These are gonna bleed the buyers dry,” Nico said, grinning as the last car, a matte-black Mercedes G63 AMG, touched down. “Voronin outdid himself. Every spec’s top-tier, armored glass that stops .50 cal, self-sealing tires, the works.” Dante nodded, his eyes on the lineup. “Get them to the showroom, caro. No scratches.”

His eyes sparkled brightly. Hearing the chatter of the genius child, Ben, who was walking over, smiled faintly. "Do you like this car?" "Of course! This is a Pagani Huayra with 850 HP! There's no need to doubt its aerodynamic and suspension capabilities. And look how dashing this car is!" Louis ran and touched the front of the car with great care and admiration. "There's chrome-molybmun in here!" "Chome-molybdenum, Louis," Emily corrected, making Ben widen his eyes.

Rosa sighed dreamily. I flicked the rim of my glass. "Who are you kidding? Of course, they are models." I said. "Based on my benchmark, I'll give him 8." Krystal snorted, "I'll give him 8." She said. "How about we go on the dance floor, I can't wait to feel the glow effect." She smiled, looking over to the dance floor. "You can go, no one's holding you. For me, I'd like to enjoy the view for some time." Rosa shrugged and mixed her tequila drink with some of Krystal's juice.

he explained further. “What car is it?” I asked my interest in equipping at the thought of a classic car. But he completely ignored me and went back to the girl's neck. And I only noticed that no one was giving importance to the girl. “It's a Porsche nine one one,” James said when I didn't get a reply. “No. Who would leave that masterpiece in a garage?” I asked. “Right, tell me about it,” Ashton said, sipping his drink. “Are you into cars?” Leon asked.

She pulled me closer to her, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. As we walked across a marble courtyard, I saw a polished, bright red Porsche. When Brandy pulled out a key and clicked a button to make her car's lights start up, the Porsche's front lights winked at us. I looked at her, amazed. I had never had a car before, but as far as I was concerned, this was the most impressive thing I had ever seen.

But whoever made them buy these cars has a good taste in cars. I just randomly picked the keys from the console and pressed the unlock button. And that got me a black Veyron from all the black cars in here. Okay let's get it done with. There is a secret passage which I came across accidentally one day and that's my way out. There are no Cameras that point towards it nor anyone that knows it in the house for now. The door sensed the car and immediately the door opened.

Lisa’s grandfather said to her. “Yes, it’s a classic 1929 Rolls-Royce Phantom,” Lisa replied, practically beaming at the idea. She hesitated for a moment, then added, “It was actually Crystal’s idea. She decided to add it to the wedding procession when she saw it in Father’s garage.” Lisa’s grandfather sneered at me. “I see.” He returned to cutting his filet mignon. “You see…what?” Andrew asked as he took a sip of red wine. “I can just see why someone like Crystal would think that it’s a good idea to use an old, creaky car rather than a reliable, modern car.”

"I promised I wouldn't hurt you. I don't even care who you fuck." Mina stepped forward and passed the crystal to her. Sera held it between her thumb and forefinger, the facets catching the firelight. "But you should listen to this," Sera said. She flicked her fingernail against the side of the crystal. The sound that came out was grainy, distorted by the wind of the balcony, but it was unmistakable. I heard the rhythmic, heavy thumping of the drums in the background. Then I heard the slapping. The wet, rhythmic sound of skin hitting skin.