Novel & Cerita Super Natural Car

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.

I asked, as he adjusted his shirt. “ This is a formal meeting, no need to shift, but if it gets serious I would shift,” he said. I'd really wanted to see Azrael better. “ You can see Azrael for all you want, just not now okay” he replied as if reading my mind. How the Alphas of the Eastern packs had a connection with nice and expensive cars was just baffling. I grew up thinking wolves were fast so all we needed was to shift and run. But these Alphas proved me wrong. Tristan and I walked through rows of cars and I couldn't help but be fascinated.

“Carter and car award.” This time, her eyeballs nearly fell out of their sockets. He wasn't the manager or some ranch hand or random hired help. He was Carter Williamson, owner and CEO of W Motors, makers of the fastest electric cars on the planet. She'd assumed he was a random employee, but instead, he was the freaking billionaire owner. Mia sank down a little lower in her very worn seat as she scanned his bio. She skimmed the article, trying to read it as quickly as possible before the kids got out of school.

Jerk. He drives the car like it’s his second skin. It isn’t hard to tell that he loves this car. It doesn’t take long to reach the steakhouse. When Storm parks, I think I destroy my ripped skinny jeans along with my underwear. He parks beside a bright orange classic Ford Torino Cobra, which looks to me like a 1970 model, it’s gorgeous. I’ve always had a thing for classic cars. What I’m not expecting to see is the shiny blue Ford GT sitting right beside us and next to it is a metallic cherry red Porsche 918 Spyder. Those two are some of the world’s fastest cars. I’m gobsmacked.

“If you want to talk about the difference in specs, the most important thing is its artificial intelligence navigation, not to mention the panoramic sunroof…” Usually, Carter was calm and steady, but when it came to the topic of cars, he could hardly stop talking. Seeing this for the first time, Philip asked Claire in shock, “Has he always been like this?” Claire nodded in embarrassment, covered her mouth, and said in a low voice, “He’s a typical car addict. He’s borderline crazy about cars.” “The appearance of this artificial intelligence can also be customized according to the owner's preferences…” Carter continued incessantly. Philip smothered a laugh and said, “Did I make a mistake?”

All the original data had already been automatically uploaded to a private cloud server through the car's built-in system three days earlier. In the rearview mirror, I saw Dexter's smug grin. Then, Dexter stood with his hands on his hips, blocking the gate at the complex entrance. "What memory card? I genuinely didn't see one. Prove that you got this car legally, and I'll let you through. "This car of yours probably came from somewhere shady, right? Did some guy give you a stolen car? We don't allow criminals in this complex!" He deliberately raised his voice, drawing the attention of nearby residents.

It was one of the things that changed the moment he met her – the fact that nothing was impossible to do for her. On the day of the interview, they went together in his Jaguar XK150, the revving causing people in the TV station to turn around in awe. Their eyes shone widely in surprise as he pulled out in front of the building. Only thirteen of the car was ever produced, and the strangeness of its presence got people whipping out their phones and making videos. Zayn made a show of alighting the car, and walking around to get the other door open, taking Rina’s hands.

The international racing tournament was everything I had been working toward—bright lights, roaring crowds, and a track that demanded nothing less than my absolute best. I stood by my car on the starting grid, taking it all in. This was my moment. My car gleamed under the stadium lights, the modifications courtesy of Cross Automotive’s tech giving it an undeniable edge. It was sleek, powerful, and a little too perfect for my taste. I missed the feel of my car as it used to be—mine, untouched by anyone else.

Yes, I trusted him that much. The doors automatically opened and we stepped in. I heard Finn's gasp behind me and turned to look at him. "What's it?" "What's it?" He asked with wide eyes. He walked in before me and began to look around. His fingers traced the bonnets of the cars as he stared at them in awe. "You're really asking me this? You have a collection of cars anyone would want to have! BMW? Bugatti? Lamborghini Aventador roadster?! You've got a Maserati too and you act like the average company owner. Fuck you, Scarlett!"

"Boy, you do know you're in a taxi and the car in front of us is a luxury car, right? How can a rundown car like mine ever catch up to a car that costs hundreds of thousands?" the taxi driver asked helplessly. This made Sunny panic even more. Of course, he knew the car in front of him was a luxury car and not only that, it was the top-of-the-range limited edition model released by a brand called BG for their centennial anniversary. The car, called 'Carnival', was the only one of its kind in the world so even the rich could not buy it if they wanted.