
{"id":26250,"date":"2026-01-30T12:37:16","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T12:37:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-second-gear-of-love-novel-chapter-93\/"},"modified":"2026-01-30T12:37:16","modified_gmt":"2026-01-30T12:37:16","slug":"the-second-gear-of-love-novel-chapter-93","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-second-gear-of-love-novel-chapter-93\/","title":{"rendered":"The Second Gear of Love Novel Chapter 93"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Memories Drifted Into Soft Silence by Kyx Frost  93<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 93\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>42%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The first turn was coming up fast, a sharp right that am sure had claimed more than one rider over the years. The guy in first place took it too wide, and Tristan slipped past him on the inside like it was nothing. Now he was in second,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDamn, he\u2019s good,\u201d someone said beside me, and I glanced over to see a man in late twenties with dark hair and an expensive leather jacket.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His brown pretty eyes looked familiar but I didn\u2019t bother trying to figure out where we\u2019d met, I turned my gaze back to what or who was truly important.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He was watching the race, but I could feel him looking at me too.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I didn\u2019t respond, keeping my attention on the track. Tristan was closing in on fir place now, staying right behind the lead rider through a series of S-\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>curves that made my stomach clench with worry.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re Athena, right?\u201d the man continued, moving closer. \u201cI\u2019m Damon. We met the the other night, remember?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMm\u2013hmm, I mumbled, not really listening. The riders were approaching the first big jump, and my heart was in my throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Tristan hit the jump perfectly, his bike sailing through the air in a smooth arc. He landed clean while the guy next to him wobbled dangerously, almost losing control.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That was Tristan\u2019s opening, and he took it, pulling into first place as they entered the next turn.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe\u2019s something else, isn\u2019t he?\u201d Jake said, apparently not bothered by my lack of attention. \u201cBeen racing here for five years, and I\u2019ve never seen anyone ride\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The other riders weren\u2019t giving up, though. I could see them regrouping, working together to try to box Tristan in. Two of them moved up on either side of him while another stayed close behind, waiting for their chance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was the dangerous part. When riders worked together against one person, things could get ugly fast. I\u2019d seen crashes before where someone got squeezed between two bikes and went down hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Come on,\u201d I whispered under my breath, my hands clenched into fists.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They hit the back stretch, and that\u2019s when the other riders made their move. The one on Tristan\u2019s left tried to push him toward the wall while the one on his\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>right closed in from the other side.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was a classic squeeze play, designed to either make him back off or force him to a crash.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Tristan didn\u2019t panic. He never did. Instead of fighting the squeeze, he did something I\u2019d never seen before.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He suddenly braked hard, letting both riders shoot past him, then immediately gned it and slipped between them before they could react.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the span of about three seconds, he\u2019d gone from being trapped to being free of clear in front of both of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The crowd erupted, and even I couldn\u2019t help cheering.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Incredible, Jake muttered, shaking his head. \u201cHow the hell did he\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Shh, I hissed, not wanting to miss anything.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The final lap was starting, and the other riders were getting desperate. One of them tried to ram Tristan from behind going into a turn, but Tristan saw it coming and swerved at the last second. The guy who\u2019d tried to hit him ended up oing too wide and nearly crashed into the barrier.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>19:39 Tue, Jan 6 T\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 93\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Two more riders tried to sandwich him again on the home stretch, but this timeristan was ready for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>42%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He waited until they were committed to the move, then suddenly accelerated beyond what should have been possible. His bike shot forward like a rocket, leaving both riders behind to fight each other for second place.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He crossed the finish line a full bike length aliead of everyone else, and the crowd went absolutely crazy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I was jumping up and down, screaming his name, completely forgetting about Damon or anyone else around me. Tristan had won, and he\u2019d made it look easy even though I\u2019d watched six other riders trying their best to take him out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As he did his victory lap, he pulled his helmet off and shook out his dark hair. Even from the stands, I could see him grinning. When he looked up toward\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>where I was sitting, our eyes met across the arena, and he raised his fist in the al\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My heart did this crazy flip in my chest, and I found myself grinning back like an idiot.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was the second time I\u2019d watch him race but it felt like it was the first.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou two make a cute couple,\u201d Jake said, and I suddenly remembered he was still there.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019re not a couple,\u201d I said quickly, feeling my cheeks heat up.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jake just laughed. \u201cSure you\u2019re not. That\u2019s why you\u2019ve been ignoring me for the past twenty minutes to stare at him like he was something special.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>something special. He was special. I wanted to say to him but I held myself it\u2019ll look suspicious if I do.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe last time we met, Tristan introduced me as his sister.\u201d I said turning my gaz back to Tristan who was heading towards me.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yes, I remember him. The moment he said his name, I remembered he was the handsome dude that wanted to get close to me that night.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Tristan friend and partner.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018So that means I have a chance then? I turned my face towards him immediately with a raised brow.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I\u2019d like\u2026 us to go out one day\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018What is going on here?\u201d I heard Tristan voice from behind me,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Memories Drifted Into Soft Silence by Kyx Frost 93 Chapter 93\u00a0 42%\u00a0 The first turn was coming up fast, a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[77],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26250","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-second-gear-of-love-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26250","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26250"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26250\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}