Racer Danger

Racer Danger

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Speed Savage. Weird name right? Well my dad didn't think so eighteen years ago when he gave it to me. He knew the name was destined for speed. So he built a track, turned me into a racer. The best. And then it happened. The midnight shadow. And mother wanted me to leave it all behind. I couldn't. I was still Speed, and I'll always keep on racing. From everything. Even love. ❎♠❎♠❎♠❎♠❎♠ "I think the wheel's had enough shortcake." My head shot up and my eyes looked at him. "Leave," I tell him. I couldn't deal with anything else tonight. I wanted to be alone. "Great offer but I'm gonna say no," he opened the car door and pulled me out. He pressed his body against mine. "You need to leave..." "And leave my damsel in distress, I'm the fucking prince charming, no can do princess," he winked at me. I stared at him for a second before laughing sarcastically. "Prince charming? Sorry don't need one," I snapped at him. "Let me rephrase that, I'm the prince of hell and you are my fucking princess," he said his head on my neck making me lose focus. My heart rate increased as he pressed a kiss on my neck. "Phoenix," I moaned out. Damn it. I clenched my fists. "You need to leave." He didn't listen to me. His teeth bit the skin on my neck as his tongue swirled around it. An involuntary moan left my lips as my eyes closed. Why does this feel so damn good. I thought. I couldn't, it wasn't me. "God you taste good," he moaned against my skin. He looked up at me his eyes dark with want, desire, passion. It made me scared of what he'd do to me. His lips landed on mine in a rough demanding kiss. I tried to tear myself away from him but he pressed himself against me. His hand in my hair and the other around my waist. Phoenix yanked my hair and another moan left and he darted his tongue into my mouth. Blissful pleasure hit home and I fell into the kiss. Giving him back what he was asking for. "Never forget it shortcake. Never forget what I do to your body."
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{Completed - #12 highest} I was walking on a path all alone at midnight. I was just wondering around, until I saw a guy in a hoodie. He was beating the pulp out of another guy and one more man was on the ground, he was not moving. I gasped. 'Is he dead?' Or he can be unconscious, yeah 'el' he is just unconscious not dead. Duh! Who would kill a guy? As I was proceeding with my thoughts, that hoodie guy turned his face towards me. My heart had a mini heart attack. I turned my heels to the opposite direction and started to run. 'Run Ella, run for your life' was what my mind was screaming to me. I took turns without thinking, that guy was now following me and guess what? I took a wrong turn and which ended up being a dead end ' You are so dead' I thought. So, I started to think what I said last time to the people I love. 'Good night mom, love you.' to my mom, 'Stop annoying me! I'm going to bed.' to dad which also mean I love you, 'See you later Lu, love you!' to Luana. Okay my good bye says I love them all. Now I can die in peace. Granddad I'll meet you soon in the heaven, if you are there. I was still in my deep thoughts until I saw his silhouette. As, he get closer, my heart begin to race faster. I closed my eyes, until I heard him say "Ella?" O to the M to the G, this person actually knows me. I opened my one eye and saw him due to the small light hanging in that ally "Errrrr'ick!" I squeaked and mentally face palmed myself. Even at this state I'm calling him Errr'ick. "I'm sorry your highness, what can I do for you?" I squeaked again while trembling. The next second I heard his fits of laughter. He was rolling on the floor, actually rofling. I was glaring at him but I realised that I'm not in a position to glare. So, I made puppy dog face for him to spare my little life. He stopped but after seeing my face, he started to laugh again. He tried to say between his guffaws "You..... your face .....was epiccc!" He started to gasp for air and had tears in his eyes.

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