Writer Games; The Race
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Last published Fri, Sep 7, 2012
*****HURRY!!!! 6 SPOTS LEFT!!!!! ******The Rules are different. The arena is different. But the spirit remains the same.... Do you have what it takes to become the victor of the first ever racing games? If you do; look inside. But you're warned: These games will be anything but easy...
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~ ' ππ‘π¨ π¬ππ²π¬ ππ‘π πππ―π’π₯ πππ§'π π₯π¨π¨π€ π₯π’π€π π π π¨π? ' ~ βAre you decent?ββ βNot morally, but my pants are on.ββ Life is a game. You will win some, you lose some. At least that seemed true until I met him. He was the kind of man who didn't just take what, or who, he wanted, he took everything. One word is all it takes to want to fall to his feet, like countless before. He loved the chase, the thrill. Every time I think I'm out, he pulls me back in. I was addicted to the adrenaline, the rush of being near him, even when it destroyed me. I had never craved attention until I tasted his. So, once again I found myself in his twisted arcade. But this time winner takes all. β€Enemies to lovers β€Fake dating β€Bet trope ~ Same timeline as Lionheart ~Complete
ANGEL OF ENVY
Angelica's life is far from ordinary. At 17, she's stuck in the garage, fixing cars while her uncle wastes away at the bottle. All she wants is to live like the other teens-carefree, fun, and full of life. But instead, she's caught up in a world that's suffocating her. But right now, Angelica's world is falling apart. Her best friends? Liars. Her uncle? A disaster. The only thing that is the same is the garage where she works at. Then there's Reid, a 23-year-old Formula 1 driver who's on the edge of losing everything. He's never won a race, and the media wants to make him fall to the ground. And right now, Reid's world was static. His career? Still. His champagne? Nowhere to be found. The only thing that is the same is the media that judges him for every micro mistake. "This is a bad idea, and you know it. Even worst than the other one." I said, my voice not as firm as I wanted it to be, as I stood by the bed, my back to him. Reid steps forward, his presence overwhelming, but he doesn't touch me. Not yet. And impatience made my skin burn. "Sometimes bad ideas are the best ones, don't you think?" he murmurs, his voice low and teasing. He moves closer, and I felt the heat radiating off of him as his chest was almost pressed against my back. "You want me to stop?" He mumbled as he leaned closer to me, his lips brushing against my ear. And in that moment, I didn't give a single fuck if it was a bad idea. "No." I whispered as I turned around. Their worlds collide, but it's not all smooth race. They're both envious of someone else's life, of the things they can't have. But sometimes envy sparks something deeper, something more complicated. Something that both of them can't get enough of. Want to know what happens if you mix envy, competition, luxury, some assholes, fast cars, an alternator and a lot of grease with Monaco as a background? Well, ready? It's lights out and away we go.
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Checkmate
Have you ever been bored of life? Have you ever wished for life to become more entertaining? If so, would you care to join us for a game? The rules are simple really~ Participate in our game of... "chess"~ You know how it works, right? Try to get the other side's king~ Succeed and we will grant you your biggest wish~! Lose and... well, it'll be game over for you~ (Disclaimer: The cover doesn't belong to me)Complete
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Joey knew who I wanted. Alex...He's in there, I can feel his presence, the question is... Can I survive another night? A brand new start? Another whole killing game? Old Characters? New Characters? Who knows? Unless you come to the Home of the Jungle.Complete
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These are the Games where alliances are made and broken. Who can you trust? Who can't you turn your back to for a single second? To survive you must join forces but the people you choose to work with can get you killed. You must be sly and cunning. Able to work together but just as able to stab those who trust you in the back. Good luck and may the odds be EVER in your favor. Do you dare join the Writers Games? We are currently in the second task of these games. Four people have dropped out so if you would like to take their spot you can. if you would like to PM me the form for your character and jump right into the second task.Complete![Racing Is A Drug: Re-Unite The Family [COMPLETE]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/54379668-256-k509686.jpg)
Racing Is A Drug: Re-Unite The Family [COMPLETE]
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Red past | Charles Leclerc
Living in someone's shadow is difficult and majority of people know what it's like but not many people learn from their neglection. I went from driving my brothers old kart during the weekends to the first ever female driver in F2 and hopefully one day, F1. (Based on 2023 F1 and F2 grid with a few tweaks although it is set during the 2022 season. Not all of the results or the track order will be the same as the actual 2022 season. I haven't made anyone's personalities fully accurate and have added some additional things myself. This does not mirror the real attitudes of some drivers, it is circulated around fictional Situations) TT- f1editz19Complete
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