Talking Ben X Speed Novels & Stories

"Kid, rules are dead. People are alive. I care about how you think outside the box." Now? I just sighed. I started coasting. A few days later, a bank flagged a standard "Thunderbolt" timer bomb. I got stuck on logistics. Scene photos came in. I opened my laptop, pulled the standard Thunderbolt breakdown, and sent it over. One of the senior techs called, voice tight. "Cole, isn't there a trap in the B2 circuit? Thought you mentioned it." I answered flat. "Per the manual, B2's a standard fuse line. No special notes. Follow procedure."

Judi nodded, "Then you are." "what?" Judi 's sudden certification caught Benjeming Waltson by surprise. "You say it again." "I said, the answer you most want is the answer I want to give." Benjeming Waltson patted the driver's seat, "Stop, stop." The driver pulled over and stopped the car. Fortunately, he hasn't gotten on the high speed yet, otherwise the fourth master told him to stop, how can he stop then.

Just the person I wanted to talk to. Benji – “Girlie! We need to talk! I got some good cheddar cheese gossip to share with you!” Me - “Hey girl sorry I missed your text. I was training with dumb and dumber. What’s up?” Benji - “Oh, how does it feel to train with James and Noah again? It’s been a few months, hasn’t it?” Me - “UGH! Yeah, they have gotten good since I last trained with them, but don’t tell them I said that. I think I need a new spleen.”

mika yelled busy being dramatic and tapping the table " nah ah you won't get at my man like that,Ben is a good no scratch that his a great father to all his kids, and sadly he treats his baby mamas way better than most guys I know so don't do that to Benedict cause you're failing to take care of your own son" B said standing up im sensing a fight here " alright I hear y'all calm your asses...down,no need for the name calli-".

Yet, it was like he was waiting for me to break down and either talk to him about what happened with Rob or start crying. “Haven,” Ben said, and I blinked, realizing that I had zoned out while watching his form during the exercise, and he had stopped moving. “What’s next?” My mouth opened and closed a couple of times, and I was unable to think clearly. Instead, I picked up my tablet and scrolled through it, relieved we were done. “That’s good. Let’s get you rubbed out, and you’ll be good to go.” I said distractedly and heard a choking noise from my left.

Xander's pov "Xander we need to talk" Ben said from beside me. I knew this was coming. I had known all along. It wasn't like me to run away from anything but I had definitely been running from this particular discussion. I had been running from talking about it. I had even been running from thinking about it. Yeah...that's how much I didn't want this. "Ben I don't want to talk about this." I said moving myself to the other side of the village square checking on the people there...asking them questions and generalities like that.

(Karis's pov) Benita gritted her teeth at Xander's degrading statement. I am sure she wanted to show off to Xander but she never expected he would not even glance at her. "Xander," she called out and his eyes darkened as he glanced in her direction. "Did you see my race?" She asked him immediately she got his attention. "It was nothing special after all these years your racing skills are passable." Xander deadpanned. He grabbed my hand, ignoring Benita, who was hurt by his harsh words. "Do you want to get closer to the water?" He asked me.

It is a good thing that everyone is busy with the preparations for the approaching Halloween Event that everyone is so excited about. Once outside of the theatre gym and into the clearing, Mr. Ben inhaled a great amount of the fresh air that tasted so green and fresh, it is refreshing for his old lungs, but it does not mean that he is that old that his joints are rusting and grunting. Mr. Ben is not to be underestimated. His senses and skill are still sharp as a knife and are heavily reliable for him. “You know trying to get behind me would be an impossible task to be achieved.” He said as he placed his hands behind his back, facing the trees and not planning to turn and look at the two juni

Because here I am celebrating, and I didn’t even look to see how he did. “We’re going to get you there, Ben,” Rafe says as my eyes fly back to the board, where Ben is ranked at 100. “Four spots. That’s nothing.” “You really are getting faster, Ben,” I say, nodding to him encouragingly. “Don’t fuss over me,” Ben says, his face breaking into a smile as he waves a hand around at us. “I’m fine. Seriously, it’s fine, it’s way better than 119, where I was. So. Progress is a good thing.”

“Dame this stupid addictive game. Pfffft. Oh, heya Ash.” “Um… heyyyy…” I answer hesitantly. “What’s… what are you guys doing?” “Chillin’”, Ben says nonchalantly, like that explains it all. “And beating Al’s high score on Rage 2.” “I think you mean trying to beat my score,” Alastaire says pointedly. “And failing.” “Whatevs,” Ben grunts “It’s my stupid phone. It’s been spazzing out on me recently.” “Cry me a river,” Alastaire says coolly. “Anyway, move up Benji. Make space for Cupcake.”