Truck-kun Novels & Stories

Instead, he was letting himself be fully present, absorbing the atmosphere, letting it calm the storm inside his head. A sudden vibration of the bar’s gravelly driveway caught his attention. Turning his head, his eyes met the unmistakable black SUV gliding smoothly into the lot. Instantly, a smile broke across his face, and without hesitation, he pushed himself off the chair. By the time Ken reached the table, Kunle had opened his arms wide, and they met in a tight, almost desperate hug. “Guy, I no be woman ooo,” Ken teased, ruffling Kunle’s hair lightly as he pulled back, a grin teasing at his lips.

Niven huffed. “Niven do you really want her driving back and forth to college each day in this weather? The weather has been shitty, and winter just started. She is better off staying on campus where she does not need to drive. She will be fine.” I pointed out. He let out another huff but did not argue with me. I smirked at him as we walked out of the restaurant. I watched as Laveena climbed into the car holding her stepbrother while Tarryn climbed into his car. I smiled when I saw Ruari’s massive, lifted Chevy Silverado. The truck was damn nice. It was all black with chrome trim. The inside was all black and chrome as well. I opened the door stepping on the step that slid out from under the

“Oh, that’s where you used to live? In the tunnel under Quaker Hall? Let’s see where they settle you now. You’ve been away for seven years. Maybe somebody took up your old room and you get a better one.” We walked out and I heard Kujo growl when we found Brandon holding the backseat door open for him. He also held their SLS cam, and I saw his eyes widen, down on the screen, and then jump at me to look up all the way to the porch roof. “Man, he’s huge,” he muttered, going back to his Haunter Supreme poised attitude in a heartbeat and nodding to the pickup truck. “C’mon, hope in.” “Go,” I whispered.

she said. Thor looks confused but says “ Don’t worry I got it.” The receptionist leaves and Thor accepts the call on speaker. “ This is Thor.” he says. “ It’s Casper. I need one of your most trusted guys and a tow truck to the rink as soon as you can. Have him ask for me.” Casper says. “ I can do that. What am I looking for?” Thor asks. “ You can’t miss it. It is the only metallic blue Jeep Cherokee with four slashed tires in the front lot. Listen, I need you to keep this quiet. And I need you to check the tires real good and see what you can find. If you can get the tires replaced before four. That would be great. I’m trying to keep this from Sabine and if she finds out her truck is damaged

♧THE ADOPTED ORPHAN AND THE CRIMES♧ "Hey big brother Lukan! What have you got?" Asked by a little boy to the 16 year old Lukan. "I received a custard yellow hoodie with an extremely weird extra patch on the chest." He replied ad he carry the little boy to sit him at his lap. "What's yours, Frankie?" Frankie lifted the blue toy truck and a police toy car that lits light like the real police cars does also the sound. "Look what I've got, Lukan! These are so cool!"

"We were very nice to the fancy truck." Ridge pulls me closer to his side and I wrap an arm around his back to maintain my balance. "Babe, he drives a Dodge. Mine's better." "The little bulls in each headlight were cute." Ridge throws his head back and laughs, but Riley's eyebrows narrow. "They're rams and the truck is a beast. The word cute should never describe something with such rugged manliness." "Manly cute?" From his groan my updated answer doesn't make Riley feel any better.

is it right to betray him? But Volkan says not to trust him...why? Just because he is a hunter? "I ..I am fine..thank you" He continues to stare, his eyes fixed at hers. As if trying to find her lies. "Is...is there something wrong...why are you looking at me like that?" He moves his head in a no. Lowering his eyes to only rub his neck awkwardly. "Nothing...if you don't mind Thora. Can I see your mark?"

I growled. Gunner dropped his hands and there was a new truck sitting there. My mouth dropped. It was a beauty! Newer Chevy 2500 Duramax with a lift kit. He had it custom painted with primary color being black, but then shades of green, purple, and blue were thrown in with specks of white to make it look like the galaxy. I walked all the way around it in awe. “You like it?” He asked finally. “I think I’m in love.” I said still looking around the truck.

Kit turned her hand palm up, and Tom saw a stylized heart of two crossed crossbows on her wrist. Daryl Dixon is cool! she stated uncompromisingly. Thanks Tommy, Reedus' autograph is amazing! Satisfied so pleased! “Kid, you’re completely crazy about The Walking…” Lou muttered. - Don't be jealous, fool, I love you too... - Too?! And they went into a completely stupid bickering and lisping for prying ears, completely forgetting about those present. The bus pulled into the parking lot in front of the concert hall and finally stopped. The door opened, letting in fresh sea air.

He shut the door, walking around to the driver's side before getting in. The engine started. The truck pulled out. And for a while... Neither of them spoke. Mona sat still, her hands folded in her lap, her gaze fixed ahead but unfocused. Kane glanced at her briefly, his grip tightening on the wheel. "I'm going to fix this," he said after a moment.