Novel & Cerita Super Natural Car

Dressed in a sharp suit, his posture was poised and commanding, while Beau trailed beside him with an unnaturally serious expression, mimicking an adult. The crowd at the race consisted mostly of Capitol's elite supercar club members. And then, Corona arrived. Heads were immediately turned. The passenger door of the supercar lifted gracefully, its gull-wing design opening like a bird spreading its wings. Theodore stepped out, and gasps echoed through the crowd. "So, it was Mr. Snapp who bought Corona all those years ago? Damn, you kept that a secret!" Niamh stretched her neck, trying to get a better look through the windshield.

He sang and opened the door when his brother parked the car along with other expensive cars beside it. "Get out of the car." Max said coldly, he was watching her looking at the view surrounding them, she nodded and opened the door quickly not wanting to anger him any more. She stepped out of the car and closed her eyes as she breathed the fresh air, they were surrounded by a lot of trees barricading the mansion, she happens to know this house. The house is the most expensive in Raven, she wondered how did they buy the house. She walked quickly to Gio who was going inside, she totally forgot about Max as she stared at the front.

"French guys love kissing the back of your hands." I laughed. "Yeah right, see you later sweetheart." I said as I grabbed my purse and walked out. I didn't wait for up to a minute when this hot sports car, drove up to me. My heart beat increased as I secretly hoped it was Dreidan. But my secret wish was crushed as Andrac stepped out. He had to be really rich to own such a car. I'd once watched a carpool and from what I can remember, this particular car was a 1967 Shelby Super Snake or something.

I heard someone stifle a laugh from the crowd and one of his posse stepped forward to Mikhail. “Sean is putting his ride on the line. If you win, she’s yours.” “But If I win…” Sean pointed at the car behind me. “I want your beast.” Mikhail stared at him, and without a single word he strolled to his car and popped the hood. Mikhail’s friend also followed to check out the opponent’s car. “That’s a 2JZ-GTE engine! Twin turbo,” he whistled. “A girl like this can push up to 1,000 horses with the right mods.”

"Rowan! Are we going to the Hawthorne pack to talk about the Silver Creek Pack Territory project? The big luxury housing community?! I thought you were going with Miss Foster!" "She is not coming back today," I tell her, feeling a bit sad inside. "You can take her place." Miss Foster is probably busy playing around with Grayson anyway, I think to myself. "Awesome! I will do my best!" Piper cheers. I drive my white car down into the dark basement garage of the Hawthorne Dominion Hall. Just as I pull in, two huge, fancy black cars drive past me toward the street. The very first car is beautiful and super rare. It is a special custom model that was made across the sea last year. There is only o

Daniel responded, taking his files to the study. Few minutes later, Blaze arrived in his new edition sports car accompanied by three exceptionally beautiful models from his music video. Tresh’s security could only appreciate from a distance as they accepted the keys to park away the luxurious car. Each week they graded which one of their bosses many girls was the most beautiful and most importantly most respectful. Immediately after that, Big G arrived with his rarest monster vehicle and also handed Tresh’s security his keys. “My men!” Tresh exclaimed, welcoming his best friends. The three of them were brought together by the love of music years ago. After some shaky start in their careers t

"Fuck... yeah, let's go." She said, still fuming as we stepped outside. The cold air hit us immediately, making my exposed skin prickle. We walked toward a car, and my eyes widened. There were like three other cars lined up behind it, but the one we were approaching was a sleek, gleaming McLaren 720S—a 2025 model that looked like it cost more than my entire existence at Duskfall. "We're going to use this car? Isn't this one of the Alpha's cars?"

The brown hat I had on my head, fell off, floating away in the air. I scrambled to catch it as it sailed, being whisked away by the wind. I followed it, moving forward, stretching my hand, until it finally dropped to the ground in front of a car. "There you are," I smiled and picked it. Standing back up, I noticed that I was now in front of a car. The very one that just zoomed past me, causing my dress to flutter and my cap to fly. It wasn't any ordinary car. It was a luxurious, crimson-red Ferrari F80. The latest model and one of the fastest cars in the world. This 4 million dollar Supercar was one of its kind and extremely rare.

“No, this car is mine. It is the first one we have transformed, a prototype you might say. Since I own it, I use it as I wish. Besides, it’s excellent publicity for the rental agencies to see what a natural alternative can really do, and how decent it looks doing it. We’re hoping to have a full line of natural-gas vehicles by next year’s film festival.” She bit her bottom lip, a little embarrassed at having just accused the man of misusing corporate resources. The conversation was cut short when the sleek black car pulled to a halt and the driver shut off the engine. Creighton took her glass and set both on the bar as the back door opened. He stepped out and readjusted his jacket before reac

"I honestly don't see the importance of this alliance." Scott leaned back in his chair, phone pressed to his ear. "You don't see the point of partnering with a fast-rising company that perfected and patented an upgrade that changed motoring history?" Cooper's voice crackled through the line. "Sounds like you're describing us." "Exactly. But we don't have a turbo fuse. That thing takes any car from zero to a hundred in seconds—all electric, maintaining safe temperature. It's genius."