Novel & Cerita Typing Game Car Race

She ordered and I agreed. Well, I don't wanna disturb her by the sound made by dribbling it, or maybe I could hit her with it if I'm gonna disobey her. So, a racing mobile game is my secondary preference. --- As I have lost twice in a car racing game on my phone, I took a deep breath as I just can't focus. I am distracted by her presence. I just can't help but steal glances at her. I really love her thinking face. She is just so cute. And, damn, I could stare at her my whole life.

Gray says. I lean into his chest and watch the two cars race on the game screen. Kennedy is such a gamer. She maneuver her car to hit mine but Gray was better. He chuckles and increase the speed till we get to the finish line. I squeal and scrunch my face at Kennedy who lost. " You didn't win you know that right ?" Kennedy scrunches her nose and crosses her arms. Gray drops the pad and wrap his strong arms around my waist to pull me to him. He chuckles against my hair and kisses my temple.

I am certain that all the color must have drained from my face as he just ended the video call. I pace frantically before beginning to hastily pack a bag. I would just leave surely I could figure this out. Suddenly I am running to the bathroom to be sick yet again. Laying on the cold tile floor with tears streaming down my blotchy cheeks reality crashes in on me as rational thought returns. There is no leaving a pack without permission and there is no way Drake will let me go. I have to come up with a plan and make sure I have the upper hand before I see Drake again. I am going to have to match power and wit with my alpha. If only I could talk to my old tormentor Drake and not my Alpha Drake

She show him her middle finger as her hands are covered in white gloves adding a good contrast to her red race gear, before pulling the windows up. He clench his teeth angrily turning on his own car engine. “lets see who will win this race”, he tells himself. “Ofcourse me, as always”, he tell back mentally smirking. Jack: so all the racers on your marks, three.... two.... one.....go! A loud gunshot make cassandra press her leg on accelerator making her car dash forward cutting air. She saw black Lamborghini just beside her catching speed. Not in a mood of losing she press more on the accelerator as now her car is in lead.

Michel yells to an ordinary scar-faced man in the arena during a vehicle racing game. Liam chuckles and yells, "You guys will finally lose," with a looser hand gesture. "Liam, you're next; our point is 350; cover it up before you lose." Michel says this while he stares at the steering wheel. "Shut up, lay down, we're ready to go," Liam says as he removes his watch and enters the stadium ring with a tattooed boy wearing a black hoodie who has staked $30,000 on a simple automobile race.

Wesley said with a mischievous grin. "Follow me." I glanced at Julian, who reassured me through a mind-link. So, we followed the two vampires, Wesley and Ashton, to what they called the race track, which turned out to be a winding mountain road outside the bar. "The rules are simple. Whoever passes this bend first wins. We have two cars here. You and Ashton will randomly pick a car key, and whichever key you get is your car," Wesley explained, pointing to the two cars. When we reached the front, we found both cars were old and battered. The blue one was missing a door and seats, while the red one seemed intact on the outside. However, when I took the driver's seat, I realized it lacked brake

Lucien barely made one basket, but the smile on his face was brighter than anything. They went to the racing games, where Emily let Lucien pick the car. He chose a red one with yellow flames and held the steering wheel tightly as the game started. "Turn left! Turn left!" Emily shouted playfully. "I'm trying!" Lucien yelled back, laughing. His car crashed into a tree in the game, and both of them burst into laughter.

he said, grinning. Adelaide's eyes lit up with excitement. "Yes, yes, yes!" she exclaimed, bouncing up and down. "Let's play some more!" Mino chuckled and led her to the next game, a racing game. Adelaide climbed into the driver's seat, her eyes fixed on the screen. As the game started, Adelaide's competitive streak came out in full force. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes narrowed in concentration. Mino watched, laughing, as Adelaide's car careened off the track, crashing into walls and other cars. She let out a loud "Whoa!" as her car spun out of control.

I wasn’t in the mood to be disciplined or act like an Alpha heir. After breakfast, I turned on my console. My favourite game. The one I always played when I wanted to shut my brain off. Racing game. Fast cars. Loud engines. Focus. I held the controller, started a new race. Normally, I would be sharp. Perfect turns. Right timing. Today, my car crashed into the wall within the first minute. “Damn it,” I muttered. I restarted. Again. Same result. Missed turn. Slowed reaction. I threw the controller on the bed beside me and leaned back.

I said to him, and a few minutes later when I was in the world of VR, I held onto my steering wheel like I wanted to smash it. Immediately we started, I went twice as fast, surprising Lucas. As I went, I hit cars from left to right, smashing them, and pushing them out of the way. Those cars were Mandy, the annoying old baldy man, John, and Katie. If I could scream while doing it, I would have. I showed no mercy to Lucas’ car too, hitting it with each chance I got. In the end I won the game, and relaxed into my seat, taking breaths like I had really been driving.