Super Natural Car Novels & Stories

Thandi interrogated him. Brian started panicking. The cars were not registered under JC, the company would never approve such luxury cars but his boss insisted he made these two believe it but Thandi was asking too many questions he was starting to crack. I promise you these are JC cars. Look at the company logos at the doors. We ask our employees their choices but the two of you were away and the CEO forwarded your choices to HR department. I guess he knows the two of you very well if these are your dream cars, Brain said trying his best to sound calm and legit.

How could she be so blessed? Knowing how proud she was, someone offered, “I’ll give you a super-sports car! Limited edition! You can’t even buy it with money.” Charmine looked interested. “What kind?” “Image-S!” replied the man haughtily. Image-S! Everyone was impressed with that. This was a limited edition super-sports car. It was technologically advanced, and only nine of them existed in the world! He would give out his Image-S for IMU?! The man reveled as everyone eyed him with admiration. He lifted his chin at Charmine with confidence.

Kylie asked Jack as Davies followed meekly like a little boy. “That,” Jack smiled and pointed to a car Kylie knew all too well. “Magnus C 3000?” “Yeah; the Magnus C 3000” *Vroooom* “Whooooooo” Kylie exclaimed joyfully with her hand high in the air as the car coveted by many but affordable to only a few sped down the mountain. The Magnus C 3000 really lived up to its name of being the fastest convertible in the world. It moved at a speed that couldn’t be tracked by the human eye and even Kylie with her enhanced vision could barely make out the road and the trees. She finally understood why this vehicle had been banned in several countries. At this type of speed, many would end up dead before

I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish. 'Let's go,' he smiles. I nod and let him lead me out of the dungeon. It’s so bright outside. I have to use my free hand to cover my eyes from the sun. Alpha Maximus opens the door of the long black car. I have never seen a car like this before. He gestures for me to hop in, but everything is bright and blurry. My eyes are hurting too much. Alpha Maximus notices my eyes are struggling to focus. He places his hands on my hips and guides me into the back seat.

Alex I park the SUV inside the warehouse beside one of our black Caddies. SUVs are great, but an actual trunk is needed to conceal a body, even if it’s a live one. The Caddies are also lower to the ground and take sharp turns better if you need the speed. Moon’s vehicles are modified with kick-ass engines and bulletproof glass. I tend to drive the car that fits my mood. Every so often it’s the Bugatti. It’s flashy and draws attention, which means I can’t have nefarious plans like I do now. Maybe I’ll take Celina for a nighttime desert ride in the Bugatti.

Ahn went towards his car and opened the door of the shotgun for Yoonji. Yoonji’s mouth fell when she looked at the car. 'Bloody hell' was her first thought. It was not just any luxury car. It was bloody Rolls Royce's phantom VIII, an extremely rare luxury car. Yoonji knew it because she was obsessed with super cars and luxury cars from childhood. This beauty was everything and more then what she had imagined. She has seen it only in magazines and she was getting an opportunity to not only see one in real life but also to sit in it too.

The funny thing was that despite having gone through one more year of school, Lucas had still been unable to open up to Natasha, even though almost everybody knew he had the hots for her. * Unlike the rest of her friends, Natasha was nowhere close to match with their graduation outfits as she was in her jade super suit, her eye mask on and she was not in school either but was hurtling through the streets of Atlanta, moving at super speed as the Viper. She was in the middle of a call with the police captain just as she streaked through traffic. Apparently, there were reports of a bank robbery that was confirmed after a man had broke into the bank with what was said to be a Devel 16 supercar.

One of the officers looked at me and said with a frown, “For intentional destruction of private property, you’ll need to come with us.” I smiled calmly and pulled out a document. “Destruction of private property? I never did that.” Then, I looked directly at Liam, making myself clear. “The car is mine.” Amidst the chaos, I opened the original purchase order and payment record for the vehicle in front of the camera. “Take a good look,” I said. “The car belongs to me. What’s the problem with smashing my car?” Even the police seemed stunned by the situation. They immediately contacted the manufacturer to verify ownership. Once it was confirmed, the way everyone looked at us changed.

Untouchable. “Well?” she asked sharply. “Do you at least know how to drive a Bentley?” “Yes,” he replied calmly. “And a Lamborghini. A Rolls. A Tesla. A Bugatti. And if needed, a tank.” The corner of his lips twitched. Barely. Ariana scoffed. “Funny. You’ll need one if you’re planning to keep up with me.” “Noted.” She brushed past him, ignoring how he smelled—clean spice and subtle wood, like expensive cologne and bad decisions.

He smiled and said, "No one in the world could scare me. I am just curious how a grumpy woman like you could have admirers." Nalan Wushuang stamped heavily on the ground then silently turned and resumed walking. Soon, the two arrived at a more heavily guarded area, and it could be seen how respected the Nalans were, here. Behind the gate were a Mercedes-Benz bus and five luxury cars. Each car individually was worth millions. The most eye-catching one was a brand-new black super car. It looked beautiful, and aggressive. The most amazing part was that the car had not been painted, and it had original patterns of carbon fiber all over.