Ten Second Car Fast Furious Novels & Stories

Like a massive number of human bodies, reverberating with noise and excitement. "Oh...my...God," Rico gushed, tapping Sofia, she looked and gasped, the phone slid out of her hand, falling to the floor. Just then, someone pointed at Rico's SUV, and they started coming. "Go! Go! Go!" Sofia yelled, her nails gripping Harry's shoulder. He was shocked and motionless but immediately handled the reverse so well, "Dominic Torreto" would've been proud. The trio sped away from the wave of human bodies flying at them in "Fast and Furious" style and could only settle once they were back on the road. Harry drove to a gas station downtown and for the first time, the car slid to a stop.

"Mr. Martinez, the car was still on Spring Road..." one of the men's voices echoed in the quiet space, with an extra hint of excitement. Ernesto bent down and saw on the LCD screen that the red Ferrari was racing on Spring Road. "Check which directions Spring Road leads to and find a way to intercept," Ernesto said coldly. The Ferrari sports cars were driven at an extremely high speed, which made their work more challenging. At that moment, Karsyn's phone suddenly rang.

"Drive fast." ⁠

If that was the case, Lucas was not the person who took Anne away, right? The sports car was speeding on the winding road at a speed of at least 140 kilometers per hour. Anne had never been in such a fast car. It was as if Tommy was treating it like a plane, and it seemed that he liked to drive fast for the adrenaline. "I'll take you to the logistics company, but you'll still have to hide in the truck and go to the dock. Otherwise, Anthony will find the clues, and you won't be able to dream of leaving again." Tommy drove the fast car intently, his profile tensed.

We reached the parking lot without being caught. I stopped in awe as I fixated my eyes on his car. I can barely move my free hand. My dad owns one of this too. It’s Bugatti La Voiture Noire. The Black car. This gorgeous vehicle has a sky- high price. It has a carbon- fibre shell that is sculpted by hand, a quad turbo W16 8.10L engine that produces a thousand five hundred horsepower, and an acceleration of 0- 100 kph in 2.4 seconds. And its top speed is 420 kph. Yeah, I didn’t take time to describe his luxurious car. I gulped. Am I really going to ride this expensive car? He opened the car’s door for me. I looked at him and I found him staring at my awed face. I got conscious. Did he saw me d

, I try to give myself a pep talk, just as a yellow tow truck with black logo approaches, it’s lights flashing. Xander I grin to myself as I look at my latest acquisition, the Brabus rocket 900. Another beauty to add to my collection. It's one of only ten cars made in the world and can go from zero to 330km/hr in just 23.9 seconds. This is my life. Fast cars. Fast women. More money than I know what to do with and on most days not a care in the world. I’ve worked hard to be where I am. When I made it big, I took my best friends along for the ride. They are now each CEO's of their own companies but you wouldn’t say looking at them gushing at a car they could each afford on their own. I guess

I made matters worse or at the very least more tense when I shut the door and walked away without another word. Lance didn’t say anything as he followed me out to the garage, which was more worrying than his usual gab. I bypassed the hummer and went for Pop’s Bugatti Chiron Super Sport. Known as the fastest car in the world, I felt the need for speed. Not sure what I’m out running, but something is riding me hard. “Strap in!” He looked like a kid in a candy store when I punched it, daring Pop’s team to keep up in their G-Class. “Aren’t you afraid that I’d run us into a pole?”

It had to be really bad. Jacob cocked his head, continued to stare up into the corner, and then grinned before he turned to face 416. “The camera is off now. No record is being made of this. What Dr. Trent doesn’t know is that you are going to have a horrible accident, you freak. You shouldn’t have fucked with me. I warned you that I’d take you out.” He grabbed the bag he’d carried into the room. “Nobody breaks my nose and lives. I knew it would only be a matter of time before you would be punished. I just bided my time.” He pulled out a syringe. “You’re going to die, you bastard!”