Yugioh Bike Novels & Stories

I slide off the stool and follow him, my hand discreetly checking for the gun at my side. He leads me to a small building and slides the door up. I pause when I see the bike. Damn. I recognize it immediately from all the articles I read. “Yours?” I ask, stepping inside and pretending to admire it. To me it’s just a bike. I don’t get the hype. “Sure is.” I don’t know much about MCs, but I’m pretty sure this club can’t afford a bike like this without some serious outside connections. “Have you been on it?”

he asked, his eyes shining with a hint of mischief. “Never been to one before, but there’s a first time for everything. I just don’t have a bike.” A slow smile spread across Jay’s face and I could almost see the cogs in his mind start turning with some sort of master genius plan. “You can borrow my Yamaha R1.” He gestured to the beast covered with a dust sheet. “Unless you’re scared and would rather ride bitch with Harley.”

Aimi said as Bea nodded her head and approached Chihiro, who’s picking a bike. “Patima, why don’t you try this bike?” MJ approaches the girl as he gives the bike that he has been holding since earlier. Patima looks at the bike and shakes her head, not wanting to ride the bike that MJ offered. “I’m still not that great, riding the bicycle since Jonathan wasn’t able to teach me,” Patima said as MJ nodded his head and looked behind Patima. “That bike, I’m sure you can ride that,” MJ said as he pointed at the bike, which looks like Autumn’s but in a different color.

It would take Laura several days to get back to him and Tynan used that time to do his stealthy research on her background and past using the information he learned about her. The first thing Tynan learnt about was the type of bike Felix was. A Honda Rally was a dual-sport motorbike that could be used legally on the streets and off-road. It could also be used to enter some motorcycle races. Laura was right about it being on the smaller side but when Tynan took his time to dig into the technical details of this bike, he understood why Laura loved it so much. In fact, the bike resembled the owner. For something so small, it was very powerful and it reminded him about the little spitfire inside

Ryuu couch cleaned his throat singing in response. “I shouldn’t be getting excited by now” turning back staring at the closed door with the smile walking downstairs towards his bike Ryuu removes his key from the hoke on his belt. Putting his white helmet with the design of the devil over either side of it, on his head as he slides down the glass. Ready to dive off for his way back home. “Maybe I would prepare breakfast for him that boy will come empty stomach for sure” signing in response putting the key in getting the engine on of his bike. Diving out of the gates as he glances one last time at the car.

I had to rejoin society sometime, even though the risk was learning that Jake Burns had disappeared, never to be seen or heard of again. Somehow I wasn’t surprised to find myself once more standing before Mr. Trung’s table. Today, however, he displayed mostly pints of freshly picked blueberries, as well as neatly ordered stacks of paperback novels. Immensely relieved to see no black wooden box (but maybe also strangely disappointed) I moved past Mr. Trung’s table, ready to leave it behind . . . When I encountered it against the table’s far end. A bike. Leaning against the end of Mr. Trung’s table, with a price tag hanging from its handlebars. It looked brand new and recently painted a metall

"We'll see about that." Kiara appeared next to him with Sofia at her side. She smiled at Adriana and pulled her into a hug. "He'll be fine," she said quietly, but I heard it anyway. Adriana smiled but didn't respond. Sofia looked up at me with those serious eyes of hers. "You'd better win, Mr." "I plan to," I told her. Gabriel led me over to the bikes, and I ran my hand over the seat of the one he'd brought for me. It was a Ducati Panigale V4, top of the line and built for speed. The engine would purr like a beast once it was running.

Gama whined, holding Glara's hand. "It's okay. That's enough; just wear this." Bhuvi said, taking off the hoodie he was wearing and giving it to Glara. Glara reluctantly accepted Bhuvi's hoodie because she couldn't bear to see Gama's face so enthusiastic about this activity. After getting ready, they walked together to the backyard. There were already three bikes of different types parked there, a tandem bike, a mountain bike, and a folding bike. "Come on, Mom!" Gama pulled Glara's hand towards his bike. "Do I wear this?"

*********** *********** Kane’s POV The morning air was already turning thick with dust and heat, but I didn't care. I leaned back against the rusted iron frame of my bike, parked dead in the shadows across the main road from her compound. The metal grew hot under my palms as the engine idled in a low, deep rumble, vibrating straight through my chest.

Chapter 76 Laila POV Daylight made the jacket heavier. Zane put it on my shoulders like a door. No patch. Just leather that smelled like him and the garage. The skirt stayed. The mark stayed visible if the wind wanted it. “This is not a card,” he said. “This is a ride. You keep your hands on me. If someone cuts in, you do not play hero until I say.” “I will play whatever keeps you on the bike.” Rook snorted from her own machine.