The God Of Speed Novels & Stories

The safety of Anna and his mother has become an important thing that he has prioritized, but now he is completely neglected due to company problems. "Increase your speed, Mr. Mus. I can't wait to see what happens to my family. " "Yes sir." Mr. Mus, Harry's private driver nodded. He immediately carried out his master's orders. it increased its speed from eighty to one hundred kilometers per hour. Several road users cursed irritably because several times, they were almost violated by Harry's black sports car.

Talia mumbled, “Are you serious? You’re a man, but you don’t have a driving license?” Kayson said helplessly, “I came from a small village. We don’t use cars over there. Besides, if I’m really pressed for time, I can even run faster than a car.” Talia was rendered speechless. “Oh please, stop bragging. Do you know how fast a car can go on a highway? 74.56 MPH! If you can run faster than a car, then you aren’t a human anymore.” Kayson thought for a moment and said in a serious manner, “I can’t keep it up for a long time, but if it’s just for a short amount of time, I can run even faster than that.”

Gluttony muttered something incomprehensible, gnawing on his knuckles. Nihil released Wrath, who gasped for air, his pride wounded far more than his body. "You have one more chance," Nihil growled, his piercing gaze sweeping over all of them. "Bring me the goddess. No more excuses." As quickly as he had appeared, Nihil vanished, leaving behind an oppressive silence. The spirits remained still, too stunned to speak. Finally, Lust broke the silence, her voice trembling slightly. "We need to move faster. If we don't bring him the goddess..." She didn't finish the sentence, but the implication was clear.

The god’s touch sent a violent shiver through the servant. “Call her my bride one more time and you'll die in her place dear servant” he warned. “But-” “No buts” he placed his hand on his shoulder, making him shiver in fear “I don't make promises” The next evening, the team arrived at the airport, their luggage in tow. The hum of announcements and rolling suitcases filled the air,Caleb guided them through the crowd. “France isn’t going to explore itself,” he said, a half-smile on his face.

Amari asked scrunching her face and reaching over to check her phone. "It says if any man be in Christ , he's a new creature, old things have passed away behold all things are become new." Aunt Marie said nodding her head and smiling. "You said in your prayer last night when I came back that God should let me find happiness in him and peace." "Yes." "I'm heavy on the word peace." Amari sniffles "and I opened to a page in the Bible, Genesis, God is Almighty and powerful and then I prayed after and I felt that peace."

Power hungry idiot. Yesterday Morning “I will not have this little human become more powerful than me! I am the most powerful God and I rule them all!” He bitched like a child. I had to keep my laugh hidden, his ego couldn’t handle it. And I needed to know what he wanted before he let me out. “How could a human be more powerful than any God?” I asked innocently.

“I have to admit…I’m a little scared I’ll mess something up.” “Oh, don’t worry about that. If anything happens my dad will just buy me a new one,” she stated, as if this were no more of a big deal than buying a new pair of shoes. With the car in drive, James took a breath and added gentle pressure to the gas pedal. The growl increased as the long, low-slung Italian car pulled out of the space. With a turn of the steering wheel, the tires responded instantly, and the two of them headed down the row to the exit leading to Mount Olympus Avenue and highway 1. As soon as he turned onto the road, he smiled rapturously and his eyes widened. He pressed down harder on the pedal and the car accelerate

Once he hits the accelerator, he becomes totally invincible. They hurriedly ran to their cars and gave chase. One thing was for certain. If they failed their mission, Lorelei would throw them in her tiger's cage. Israel sped across the highway going 90 and above on the speedometer. He was sure his enemies would come after him. And they did. They made the chase after him. He was a fast driver. No one can beat his speed. Israel snarled, glaring at the cars giving chest on his rear view mirror. IIf there was one thing he hated more than anything was being playing the role of a coward.

Enough time to burn off the rage still clawing at my insides. Enough time to remember why I built this place—not for money or power or prestige, but because sometimes you needed to go fast enough that your demons couldn't keep up. I picked the Bugatti Chiron. Matte black. 1500 horsepower. Top speed 261 mph if you had the balls. Tonight I had the balls. I slid into the driver's seat. The Engine roared to life. And I pulled onto the track. Nikolai's voice came through the speakers.