Speedwriter Novels & Stories

Makes u a straight up rider🎵 🎵Tyres burning. Wheels shaking. A lit blunt in between them fingers🎵 🎵 Asphalt road trembling. Fast cars behind that🎵 🎵On a mission. To catch the wind🎵 7pm Moving at a speed of 330km/hr, Abel handled the wheel of the red Lamborghini veneno vehicle, swerving between other cars which appeared more like a blur to him. . "I sight his Entourage of vehicles" Abel spoke into the com on his ear.

Seeing the two just starting off but already with such a big difference, Jeann anxiously stamped her feet and exclaimed, "Oh my God, can Frederick win?" Jordan, with a gloating expression, said, "Tyger's BMW motorcycle can hit 120 miles per hour with just a twist of the throttle. "Frederick's old electric scooter can only go up to 60 miles per hour, which is half as fast as Tyger. How could he possibly beat Tyger!" Jean didn't know much about motorcycles, but she knew that Jordan was very knowledgeable about them. She realized that what he said must be valid, and this made her nervous.

The car was so fast, and it was an exhilarating feeling. The strong wind could sweep away all the troubles. It made her mind empty, not thinking about anything else. "Faster!" Lalisa suddenly shouted, her voice quickly disappearing into the wind. Louis glanced at her, his mood improving, and a deeper curve appeared at the corner of his lips. He pressed on the accelerator, and the car sped up straight ahead. The faster the sports car went, the more it swayed. When the car slowly came to a stop, Lalisa regained her composure. She returned to her seat, restoring her usual calm and indifferent expression.

Talia mumbled, “Are you serious? You’re a man, but you don’t have a driving license?” Kayson said helplessly, “I came from a small village. We don’t use cars over there. Besides, if I’m really pressed for time, I can even run faster than a car.” Talia was rendered speechless. “Oh please, stop bragging. Do you know how fast a car can go on a highway? 74.56 MPH! If you can run faster than a car, then you aren’t a human anymore.” Kayson thought for a moment and said in a serious manner, “I can’t keep it up for a long time, but if it’s just for a short amount of time, I can run even faster than that.”

I accelerated my running from 80 km/hr to 180 km/hr I don't know if I'm overspeeding and the police chase me. I'll kill anyone who dares to block my way. I am going to hunt a high-profile imbecile who just fucking killed a high-profile good man tch. Thinking bout all that had happened in the past days makes my blood boil steaming hot. They could have just target another person and not Sebastian’s father. "Estimated arrival time on the place 5 minutes" - my computer said and I grinned

Speed never lied. At three hundred miles an hour, the world peeled away everything unnecessary. There was no room for pretense or sweet-talking, no time for betrayal or half-truths. Excuses had no traction at these speeds; the machine demanded everything, and if you hesitated, it would chew you up and spit you out as just another cautionary tale whispered in the garages of the elite.

Lyra thought she was living a fairytale, until it turned into her worst nightmare. Her boyfriend didn’t love her. He only wanted her virginity… so he could film it and sell the video for a $30,000 bet. Betrayed, broken and humiliated. She walked away without looking back. But pain has a way of making you reckless. One wild night, she fell into the arms of Nick, the hottest guy on campus, infamous for never touching the same girl twice. It was supposed to be a one-time mistake. Except Nick is breaking every one of his rules for her… and Lyra can’t tell if she’s falling in love or walking into another trap. What she doesn’t know? Nick is a dying werewolf, and she’s the only one w

However, her words dissolve in her mouth as she realizes that Paul has abruptly accelerated the car. As Paul accelerates the car, a surge of adrenaline courses through Audrey's veins. The speedometer needle climbs rapidly, and the powerful engine roars beneath the hood. The Bugatti's sleek design glimmers under the streetlights, its aerodynamic curves and polished exterior exuding an air of luxury and sophistication.

As the traffic light turned green, Anna's sports car sped off at the speed of light. Raymond also sped up unconsciously to catch up with Anna. Although Raymond's car was also an expensive luxury car, it couldn't compare to Anna's sports car and he was soon left behind. Anna's car was out of sight a few minutes later, so Raymond slowed down helplessly and scolded angrily, "That bitch better not appear in front of me again, or I'll kill her!"

Aiden launched, all four wheels spinning momentarily as he drove past Samuel, throwing a middle finger and taking the lead. “We’re heading towards the national treasury building,” Aiden announced, driving like a maniac. Louis was already pale and grew paler when he heard his boss say they were going to race past the national treasury building. Had they lost their minds? “Please… not that building.” Aiden smirked when he noticed Samuel was catching up to him. His speedometer climbed like a homesick angel—60, 80, 100 mph in what felt like a heartbeat. He took the first corner sideways, the tail stepping out as he counter-steered, narrowly missing a fire hydrant that had done nothing to deserve