Typing Game Car Race Novels & Stories

Theodore Thatcher is a man used to getting what he wants—money, power, control. As a self-made billionaire, There's one thing he can't easily claim—his inheritance. To secure it, he must marry before turning 30. With no interest in commitment, Theodore decides to solve the problem his way—by making a deal with Nadia Vaccaro. Nadia, desperate to help her sick brother and pay off mounting medical bills, has no choice but to agree when Theodore offers her a proposition she can’t refuse: pretend to be his wife, and in return, he’ll cover her brother’s medical expenses. It’s a cold, transactional arrangement. No emotions. No complications. Just a game. But as their lives intertwine, the lines between what’s real and what’s fake begin to blur. Nadia finds herself drawn to Theodore, the man who holds her fate in his hands, while Theodore discovers that his feelings toward Nadia might not be as indifferent as he thought. With everything at stake, Nadia must decide: will she remain in Theodore’s game, or will she walk away before it consumes her? And Theodore, for all his wealth and control, must face the truth of what he’s willing to sacrifice to keep the woman who has become more than just a pawn in his game.

Two years ago, she was a well-behaved and lovely young lady, but she had an irresponsible and worthless fiancé. She simply broke off this ridiculous engagement, but it led to a catastrophic disaster, turning her into a captive maid to a bloodthirsty man. He hated her, kidnapped her, imprisoned her, degraded her in the cruelest ways. And then... he fell in love with her. When he wanted to heal her with true love, she fell victim to a treacherous plot and disappeared along with their unborn baby. Two years later, they meet again, and she is on the verge of death, with no recollection of him...!

After running away from home, Liana finds a new life in a new state. She fights hard to heal her bleeding heart and she manages to pick up all the pieces of her broken heart. Working as a PA to a well-known Billionaire, her life is going on well. Not until her boss gets into an accident and slips into a coma. She is forced to work with his son. Oliver Castillo Ross. Oliver is back to his father's life after his parents divorced. His aim is not to take over his father's business but to destroy it together with everyone close to his father. That includes his mistress. He has the desire for revenge, and that doesn't allow him to know the people he is hurting, including Liana. The pain from the past that Liana forgot is back again. Her heart is bleeding. Oliver reminds her of who her parents made her think she is, an outcast. It will be too late when Oliver realizes that Liana is not who he thought she was. It will be too late to apologize for everything he put her through, because, after a one-night stand, Liana disappears. Oliver will be bound to the guilty, and he will have to reveal his true identity in order to find Liana. But what he doesn't know is that finding her doesn't guarantee him her forgiveness. -----

The story is a dark psychological horror centered around a group of students trapped in a college during a curfew, where a storytelling game slowly turns terrifyingly real. I believe it aligns well with Good novel horror audience.

After my driver's girlfriend refused to let me in the car, she went out of her mind with regret. I am the principessa of the Stascia family. To investigate the truth behind my father's death, I disguised myself as a big-spending international student, chauffeured to and from school in a luxury car every day. Ever since Damian became my private driver, he'd been taking liberties with my car without permission. I turned a blind eye. Until one rainy night when I was being hunted. I called him to pick me up, but his girlfriend threw me out of the car. "This is my boyfriend's car. Who do you think you are? Get out!" Covered in blood and slumped on the side of the road, I smiled as I dialed a number. "Tell the Family. I know the truth." Later, Damian and his little girlfriend knelt before me, begging for mercy. "If you hadn't kicked me out of the car that night, you wouldn't have exposed yourself this quickly. Any regrets?"

What is a queen without her king? Technically more powerful.Callisto is young, beautiful, intelligent but all a deadly poison. Callisto is patient wanting one thing her sister begs to sacrifice...a throne.It's now a gamble, a game on who can tame the wild lioness who functions without a pride before she tames them?

Claire Hopkins never thought that she would be sucked into a game and suddenly was in the arms of Adonis, the most beautiful god in the mythology. It all started when Claire was trapped in an old uninhabited house that night. Claire hid in the old house because of being chased by a group of drunken men. Accidentally, she found a video game hidden among the bookshelves. The game called The Myth, is a game about legend in mythology. Claire was amazed that the game has a feature of face and body recognition, that the character of the game indeed looks like her in real life. Enjoying the first levels of the game, Claire suddenly was sucked into the game, right on top of Adonis' bed, where there’s the most handsome man lying next to her. Unable to fight back, Claire was forced to give up. After all that happened, Claire found out that Adonis was actually a player named Leon Maxwell who was trapped in the game for years. He was waiting for another player to enter, in order to complete that current level entitled The Adonis' Love. Before they could think clearly, Claire and Leon had already entered the next level. Will Claire's hatred for Leon turn into love? Will they be able to work together to find a way out with only three lives each? Follow me on Instagram: @cindychen06

"For the next ten minutes, I will seduce you and if the word 'Please' escapes your lips. You lose." "And what will happen if I lose?" I asked hurriedly, not moving my eyes from his atrocious one, breathless, tempted, but also scared. "You will let me touch you. With. Your. Consent." *** A one night mistake. A slap. Garnet was going to regret slapping the most manipulative and desirable billionaire, Roy Layne. He tried to know the secret behind her tears but it ended up in a game of revenge. After finding her as his new PA, he gained a chance to teach her a lesson for the slap, to beckon her in his charm. To make her his using all possible means. But, at the same time, his insensitive brother, Lucien Layne, claims that he knows Garnet’s dark past and had selected her as his prey. When both Brothers have set their eyes on the same woman, who is going to win?

I lost a game during the company’s birthday party for me. Lloyd Lane, my girlfriend’s assistant, stated my punishment while smiling. He said, “Woo the general manager of Glazed Light, and you’ll only count as having cleared the punishment after sleeping with her.” Everyone sucked in a sharp breath, as if they had rehearsed it. I said nothing and cast a glance at Naomi York, my girlfriend. Nonchalantly, she sipped at her fruit juice and said coolly, “Lloyd is just kidding. Don’t take it too seriously.” In order to ease the tension, everyone else said, “Lloyd, don’t make things hard for Claude. If you like Miss Clark so much, go and woo her yourself.” In the next second, Naomi had smashed her wine glass on the head of the person who spoke. Suddenly, I laughed. “Sure.”

At a college reunion, a few drinks turned into a game called the Best Wife Challenge. The rules were simple: each man had to call his wife and ask for $100,000 to buy a car. Whoever got the money first won. As expected, I was the first. "Gideon, we're seriously jealous of you. You've got money, freedom, and the perfect life." The table erupted in laughter, everyone quietly avoiding the memories we all shared. Like how Josephine Strickland and I had been together for eight years but never made it down the aisle. Like how she left for graduate school overseas, and I was the last person to find out. Trying to catch her before her flight took off, I got into a car accident that left me blind for three months. Even during the darkest period of my depression, it was my friend Brady Campbell—not her—who stayed by my side. I smiled and let the jokes continue. Then I noticed Brady gripping his phone so tightly his fingers had gone white. "I'll pass. She's busy with work, so she probably won't answer." The room fell silent. Everyone knew Brady had been secretly married for three years and had a three-year-old son. Yet not a single one of us had ever met his wife. Worried that he was being strung along, I snatched the phone from his hand and dialed the number myself. The call connected instantly. Then a familiar voice came through the speaker. It was Josephine. "Honey, I'm picking up our son from school right now."