Yugioh Bike Novels & Stories

I hear another voice, away from the camera lenses. “Okay, Wes is going to send you his work so far. Can you carry on, Cody. We’re still on air and the network is crappy,” “Okay,” Cody said as he received a notification. Opening the file sent, it instantly took him to different files uploading themselves. Cody clicked on a few of them because the exact same bike from the biker came into view. It had the designs and no number plate. “No number plate,” he mutters, scanning the bike from the live footage. A few shops showed up.

We'll see about that, I thought, but instead of responding with words, I just smiled and walked back to my bike. I pulled on my helmet, the familiar weight settling comfortably on my head. As I swung my leg over my bike, I caught Gabriel's eye one more time. I raised my hand, formed it into the shape of a gun, and pointed it at him with a theatrical flourish. "Bang," I mouthed, blowing on my finger like I was clearing smoke from a barrel. Gabriel's face darkened with fury, but I was already revving my engine and rolling toward the starting line. The sound of my bike's engine was different from Gabriel's - older, maybe, but tuned to perfection. It had character, history, soul.

“Um, what?” “Sorry, Gio no time to explain. You can either come with me or drive Lans back. He’s not medically cleared to drive right now.” I nod and helped Lans to his car and settled him in. As I closed his door, I heard the roaring of a motorcycle. Not just any motorcycle, it was a Kawasaki Ninja H2R. My eyes almost popped out of my head and I knew she was smirking at me as she saw the look on my face as she sped past me. Toni must’ve had the same look because I could hear Bianca, Julian and Lileth laughing. At least I know that she can handle speed. I was definitely getting her a car for her birthday which is in 2 months. Fuck! Need to get that order placed, customisation takes a while.

A low, dangerous rev sliced through the noise. Every head turned. The bike came first—black, sleek, unapologetic. Then the rider. Leather jacket. Broad shoulders. Helmet tucked under one arm as he slowed near the parking lot. Girls started whispering. Then whispering turned into gasps. “Oh my God.” “Is that—?” “He’s so hot.” “I would literally die.” Phones were already out. Hayden froze mid-step. “Oh. Oh no.” I frowned. “Oh what?” He swallowed, eyes glued ahead. “Oh oh.”

she says without looking up, her voice focused and sure. Phoenix passes it over, looking nervous as hell. His bike has been giving him trouble for weeks—stalling out at the worst possible times, refusing to start when he needs it most. For a kid who relies on being able to run fast and run far, a broken bike might as well be a death sentence. "There." Jolie sits back on her heels, wiping grease from her fingers with a rag. "Try it now." Phoenix kicks the starter. The engine turns over smooth as silk, purring like a content cat. His whole face lights up with relief.

Gio and Abi had gone from Cherry's little love nest to the Harley Dealer where the owner had shown them the new Harley Electric Motorcycle. After a test drive and realizing that with the amount for his old bike the owner gave him in trade, the brand new electric bike was the same price as the used loaner bike, Gio bought it.

I exhaled slowly, when his finger touch my cheek. “Can you take me home?” “I don’t know where your house is,” he replied. “Maybe you can give me an address… or I can take you on my bike.” My eyes widened instantly. “You have a bike?” He smirked slightly. “It’s right this way.” He led me to where an elegant, nightshade, black bike was packed. His bike was a damn beauty, and from looking at it, I could tell it cost quite a pinch. “It’s beautiful,” I said, smiling brightly as I ran my finger over the machine.

I turned the outside lights on and pulled the door open. “Mister, you seen my bike?” the boy asked timidly. I stepped out and pulled the door shut behind me. “Well, I don’t know. What does your bike look like?” “It was my dad’s old bike. It’s got fat tires and a bell on the handlebars.” I shook my head. “I don’t remember seeing one like that recently.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Somebody must’ve stole it. My dad’s pretty mad, too, ‘cause he says it was a Columbia Thunderbolts and he spent a lot of money fixing it up.”

“I need time to process all this before I can decide what to believe. We'll talk later sis.” As he got up from the bench that we hear a loud roar of an engine, and as we looked over to the street that I see Sephiroth on his 2000 Road King Harley Davidson. It looked to be a candy apple red with a lot a black design all around the bike. The design around the handle wear of a deck of cards scatter around it. As I get closer to him and his bike that I see the designs on the dash of skulls. His bike, she’s beautiful and I love it. “Hey, my silver beauty, I was wondering if we’re still on for tonight, but I can see that you’re drooling over my baby.”

, Rex said snidely, what was his problem with me now. "Shut it up Rex, you're just jealous that Nox and Vixen did better than you and Yuri.", Mariana replied back at him, crossing her hands on her chest. "At least we're not using some illegal thing unlike these idiots.", Yuri shouted back at us and I told Mariana to just shake it off and tell her and everyone to celebrate all of our test today in Crystal Zilch which is a popular bar in our region. They cheered at me and with that we left our school stationary building, I went into my new Tron Bike XR2 which is the super speed motorcycle. Grabbing the glasses thing and wear it, it detects my iris and automatically extended to be a helmet. I t