The Mouse And The Motorcycle Audiobook Mga Nobela at Kwento

he whispers, “I got you.” I hold tight as we begin to move. I can hear traffic, the wind, and the sound of the city as we travel but I dare not open my eyes. I find myself squeezing Derrick tighter and I can feel his heart beating fast; is it because I am holding onto him? I shake off that absurd thought and the motorcycle stops, “Audrey, you can open your eyes.” Derrick’s soft voice comes. I open them slowly and gasp, holy shit.

But still, I'll never forget how he made me frustrated. Because we were riding a motorcycle, this vehicle is very safe for traffic. It's just as easy to pass it, unlike four or three wheels that will have a hard time passing in the middle of traffic. It's very uncomfortable in my part that I'm riding a motorcycle with Israel, so it's uncomfortable that I hold onto his stomach just to make myself secure that I won't fall. I'm no longer attracted to his abs, anyway. Eli's abs are enough. "Thank you-"

I limped badly now, leaning heavier on his arm. Blood trickled from his forehead, a small cut above his brow. I reached up to touch it. “You’re bleeding.” He caught my hand gently, held it in his. “It’s okay. Just a scratch.” His voice was steady, but his fingers trembled slightly. The corridor lights buzzed overhead. The museum felt vast and empty around us, shadows stretching long in the dim glow. Then a sound shattered the quiet. A screeching roar—like tires on wet pavement, but sharper, mechanical. A powerful motorbike engine revving hard, echoing through the loading dock entrance at the end of the hall.

Magnus replied tersely. He led me outside and did not look back. We headed straight for the lined-up motorcycles and pressed the button on the keychain. One of the bikes started to sound—a Kawasaki KLX-150, white with a high frame. Alfonso smiled at that moment, seeming to really enjoy it. "Alright, Mikaela, let’s go! It’s a new day for us!" He revved the handgrip of the motorcycle as if he was thrilled by the bike. I quickly hopped on and sat behind him, wrapping my arms tightly around him and spoke. "Ready..." I smiled.

•Music intro: 'Try me' by Temx • The steady noise of the motorcycle engine from last night still vibrated through Claudine, a wild rhythm that had settled deep in her bones. The ride had been intense. Terrifying, yes, but also thrilling in a way she hadn’t expected.

She rolled her eyes then climbed on behind him. Jack rolled the motorcycle forward. It clicked a few times. He pushed a button and the engine whirred. He cranked the handle with his wrist and revved the engine. He released the clutch and the motorcycle took off smoothly forward. Lexi's fingers grasped his waist tightly as they increased speed. The wind whipped by, carrying abrasive sand with it that tore at any exposed skin.

It had been some time since I'd last talked to the little mouse and I could not shake the feeling of unease that had settled over me in the meanwhile. "Say, little friend," I began, turning my attention back to the mouse, "have you seen Lycidas around lately? I've been missing him something fierce." The mouse paused mid-chew, its bright eyes fixed on mine with an almost knowing expression. Then, with a series of rapid squeaks, it launched into what sounded like a detailed account of its recent adventures. I listened intently, nodding along as though I understood every word. Then when it was done, I fixed it with a dry stare and said:

Rori timidly took his arm and stood, following him, she avoided the eyes of anyone and everyone in the household. As they left the house Rori was confused, she could have sworn she heard thunder and rain a few minutes ago, and everything around them was wet, but the rain was nowhere to be seen. Rori followed Murdok with her heels clicking the ground in double time with his pace. Murdok swung a leg over his bike and motioned for her to do the same behind him. There was not much space for Rori to sit, so she had her legs almost all the way around him and her knees were jabbing into his armpits. Rori shuddered when Murdok reached down and undid the buckle of her shoe. With his large muscular ha

I don't know how I can get them to trust me. I stepped out of her house, just to get some fresh air until something shiny caught my attention. But once my eyes landed on the most amazing thing I had ever seen; it was more than just shiny, the beautiful beast that lay before me was a Ducati Diesel 1260. It's literally one of the best motorcycles ever, this is Dawn's. Whenever my uncle would come to the palace when I was young, he used to teach me and Malcom the basics since he had a motorcycle of his own.

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."