Wreck-it Ralph Cars Novels & Stories

Williams said as they rushed out. Williams couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Raph drive like this. He knew Raph used to race, but this was something else. “Watch out!” Williams yelled as a car suddenly appeared at the junction. “Way ahead of you,” Raph said smoothly, dodging it with ease. “Where’s the car?” Raph asked. “We’re close, but if we hit this traffic, we’ll lose them,” Williams said, worry written on his face. “Relax, man. I’ve got this,” Raph grinned.

He nodded, then shook my hand. "I honestly don't know what I would've done without you beside me, Clark. Thank you. For all your countless advice to put me in the right direction, I can't help but thank you enough. Hopefully, today will be that day when I get Elena back." He replied, rubbing his hands in glee. "Yes, hopefully." I replied, nodding as well. I wanted nothing more than the happiness of Alpha Rex king. COLLINS'S POV I inspected the cars that lay in the garage of the car vendor, Carl McDonald. Beautiful cars, all of them. I could see their price tags as well, but they didn't matter.

Alda got into Micheal’s car as Micheal had opened the door for her. Though Alda was a poor girl, it did not mean she knew nothing about cars. She could tell Micheal drives a Bugatti Chiron Super Sport 300+. As on a few times, she researched car brands on her broken blackberry. Also, because of the fact that she and her siblings would sometimes shoot their heads from their home trailer’s window and poke at different cars passing, claiming that it was their own. They could all tell the differences between passing cars and their brands, even when they have their eyes closed.

His breathing was ragged, his focus narrowed to the road ahead and the car behind. As he approached a corner, without thinking, he turned too fast. The back end of his car fishtailed before he wrestled it back under control. The sedan skidded through the turn behind him, slower but still there. Ralph spotted an alleyway up ahead, It was narrow and barely wide enough for a car, but he didn't have a choice. He jerked the wheel and plunged into the darkness, the walls scraping against his side mirrors. The alley led him out onto a quieter street, and he took another quick turn, then another, weaving through the neighbourhood until he found himself back on a main road.

he asked. I nodded so fast my hair flopped. He pulled the doors open. And my whole world exploded. Rows and rows of shiny cars. Old cars. Classic cars. Cars I’d only seen in books or on TV. Cars with curves and chrome and engines that probably sounded like thunder. My mouth fell open. “Whoa…” Koda gasped. “Gabe… it’s a car zoo!” Jace snorted. “It’s a collection, not a zoo.” “I like zoo better,” Koda said.

Ralph grumbled in response as he kicked the car back to life. "I seriously need to see you both get in a fight. It'll be an epic clash of the Titans" Brittany chipped in and I shot her an are-you-kidding-me look which was enough to silence her as she chuckled and returned back to her phone. Ralph kept on with his mumblings but I was no longer paying attention. I only watched from the side mirror as he got into his car and drove off the other lane with a smile I didn't realize was seated on my face.

Not to mention they are the only ones walking shirtless in the middle of the town. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” Annabelle said politely as she retracted her hand, watching them curiously. “We noticed Alpha Romeo with you…” The dark haired guy called Roman commented. “Alfa Romeo? You mean my car?” Annabelle tilted her head in confusion and pointed to the magnificent cherry red beast parked near the dog park. “Oh, wow! That car is yours?” The nerdy looking guy, Trav whistled appreciatively, drooling at her Alfa Romeo Quadrifoglio, an early graduation present from her parents.

I knew what Alec and Kade looked like in wolf form, but there were simply too many wolves fighting. The few cars that lined the road were all but destroyed. Shards of glittering glass littered the ground, along with various metal parts. A work truck that had been parked at the corner was nearly flattened, and I watched in abject horror as a sand-colored wolf was tossed onto the dented hood. The windshield cracked and groaned under the weight before giving in entirely.

Lena’s car was designed to be the ultimate information-gathering tool, capable of intercepting and analyzing signals from across a three-mile radius. For Rafael 'Raf' Solis himself, a Lamborghini Revuelto 'Apex'. Finished in a vibrant 'solstice orange,' it was the fastest car in the fleet. Raf had modified the hybrid powertrain for extreme low-end torque, and the car featured a hidden, high-capacity storage system for the 'logistical' items he often needed to move quickly and discreetly.

“They’re here.” The three of us watched as the cars pulled through the wrought-iron gates at the end of the driveway and made their way up the gravel drive. A black sedan led the caravan, followed by a rusty, two-door blue junker with a white minivan bringing up the rear. It certainly didn’t look like a peace envoy delivering a bride, but these were the kinds of deceptions werewolves had to use to maintain their secret from the eyes of prying humans. Anything ostentatious or over-the-top would draw far too much attention.