Rx7 Stories

Han reshaped everything she knew about racing and her life. He was just supposed to be someone her brother was indebted to. Now, he was someone she would forever credit her happiness to. ****** This is a age gap/slow burn romance (but not too slow) between Sean Boswell's sister and Han Lue/Han Seoul-Oh. This will be the first book in a series that will travel past Tokyo Drift. Updates every other day (or everyday if I can help it in the beginning).

Jump into stories about all of our favorite street racers in these initial d inspired one shots! I am open to requests!! feel free to dm me who you would like me to write about! I do not own Initial D or any characters associated with it- all stories are original unless specified.

That accident wasn't his fault. Yet the guy wanted him dead, to put him in the place his brother was all those years ago, to show him how it felt to be left for dead. But one wrong move causes him to forget everything.

2 legendary cars battling with each other

There many rumours in the Malayan folklore where someone who accidentally enter into the other world or realm will most likely die or its fortunate, becomes mentally ill. However there are people with a strong faith can return to reality without any harm.

Ezra learns early how to wait how to listen for what isn't said, how to read the pauses between words and the truths people leave untouched. He spends his quiet hours with paint stained hands, translating feelings he can't name into color and shape. Mikhail lives fast and quietly at the same time, moving between school, the garage, and nights where engines scream past the edge of control. He burns through hours without looking back, all motion held in careful restraint. As nights stretch on and attraction deepens into something harder to look away from, they find themselves caught between wanting more and knowing when to wait between reaching out and pulling back, and letting things move at their own pace. Dead Hours is a slow-burn novel about tension, identity, and the moments that matter most after the noise fades.