Another Rider Saber Novels & Stories

They put their hands to the book and pulled a saber out of it. “Are you Asta or Magic Knight or something?!” Rian exclaimed irritatedly. “Excalibur!” One of them swang it emitting a yellow wave to Rian. Rian dodged it and exclaimed, ”It’s saber! Not Saber’s Excalibur! It’s Arthuria Pendragon, not Saber!!!” Rian speeded up his pace while jumping evading the yellow waves they sent. He then remembered what just the guy said before. "Kill that guy!" No, not that one.

Lara's revelation of his true identity explained why he chose to align himself with them. My silver blade shimmered under the moonlight, urging me to launch another attack. Like a flash of lightning, I charged towards Rider and delivered a series of powerful strikes until he lay defeated on the ground. To my astonishment, he transformed into my best friend. "Dude, please, don't kill me. It's me," he pleaded. "Dude!" I exclaimed. A conflict brewed within me as my mind recognized him as Rider Storm, who had deceived me by assuming Alex's appearance. Yet, my heart hesitated to harm him.

The protective bubble had already seemed impressive to her, but this surpasses all her expectations. When two renegades get up and attempt to attack her, she snaps back into action. "Kill her now! Kill them all!" Augusto exclaims, despite not being in any position of power at the moment. However, everyone is reluctant to approach, especially as Saya begins to growl and raise her Luna aura. They start to whimper and expose their necks. Jackson glances at Connor, who is badly injured and losing too much blood, and Connor returns the look. It’s clear they are just as astonished as everyone else, Saya is completely overpowering them with just her gaze and a few movements.

But he nodded. "I promise." The first wave of riders burst from the trees. There were at least twenty of them. Alphas. Betas. All wearing Blackfang colors. All armed. Knox had gathered his forces. I drew my sword and kicked my horse forward. "Run!" I shouted at Kai. He hesitated for one terrible second. Then he turned his horse and rode. I threw myself into the fight. The first rider went down with a blade in his chest. The second fell with a slash across his throat. I was a whirlwind of steel and fury, cutting down anyone who came near me.

"No one touches him but me." Thorne shifted uncomfortably his eyes flicking between them. "Alpha is this wise? Bringing the traitor into strategy talks?" "Wise or not the law binds me," Riven snapped sitting down heavily. "Now speak. What do we know of Sable's movements?" One of the alphas a stocky man named Garrick cleared his throat. "Her riders hit the outer scouts at dawn. She calls for your removal claiming the bond clouds your judgment."

His head tilted slightly, tracking sounds the rest of us couldn't hear. There were six other riders. Seven total. I recognized Marc on the black bike, he was decent, played fair. But then there was Vic on the red bike, and my stomach dropped. Cole on the yellow. Jensen with the scar across his jaw. Three others I didn't know, but they had that look. That hungry, desperate look of riders who'd do anything to win. "That's a lot of competition," Sarah said quietly. "They're not competition," Orion said, and I heard the pride in his voice. "They're just in the way."

She hoped she wasn’t way off in her idea that Reapers wouldn’t venture into Keeper territory without a damn good reason. “Hell, yeah,” he repeated. “Sounds… dangerous.” “Why don’t we get some sleep,” Cutter said, gesturing at himself and Ru, “and you can get back to… whatever you were doing before Ru called you.” “I was looking for Reapers, duh,” Rider said, exaggeratingly rolling his eyes. He must’ve known Cutter was aware. “Good. Go find some.” “Fine,” Rider acquiesced. “See y’all in a few hours.” He faded away just as quickly as he had materialized, and Ru watched in awe at the spot where he’d just been standing.

“Good morning, Alphas. My name is Saber. I’m the leader of the Gamma Team or as we like to call ourselves, the C-Squad.” “It’s nice to meet you,” I say shaking her hand. Cyra does as well. “You’re both at the Academy, correct?” she asks. “That’s correct.” “I assume now that the two of you have taken over this and the next pack that you won’t be continuing after this year?” she asks. I look at Cyra, who smiles. “I won’t be, but Yorick is still very interested in a place on one of the elite squads.” Saber turns her attention back to me. “Is that so?”

I felt a small squeeze on my hand. “Let’s get this over with and go home,” I said, smiling at the most beautiful woman in the world. A loud growl interrupted our moment. Jared and gray eyes were back on their feet. I flexed the muscles on my arms, growling back at him. Gale took my left, ripping his shirt off, a smirk on his face. Rigel took my right, running a hand through his hair. Anna and Sabri were behind us, each holding a Sig Sauer M17.