Ratchet X Rivet Fic Novels & Stories

His teeth had elongated so much that his canines were touching the bottom of his lower lip. The men on either side of me started backing up as well, their eyes wide with fear, as Xavier took a step forward. I swallowed, suddenly feeling the urge to piss myself, as his fingers began to twitch before black nails pierced through his cuticles. On second thought, maybe I would follow that order. "What the fuck are you?" the man to my right said, his voice shaking, and Xavier raised his head, his nostrils flaring. “The man who’s going to make you wish you had picked another woman to fuck with.”

I replied, chuckling and gave him a Hi-Fi. “Riven, on the other hand, has an on and off girlfriend. They sleep with each other and break up! Honestly, she is really weird! I get this negative vibe from her, but the rest two told me to shut my mouth. You know, they were okay at first, but since Riven changed and found out she is not his mate, he is not satisfied with her either”, Caleb whispered. Just when I saw myself enjoying the company of my youngest step brother, I heard Kevin’s voice from the living room.

Chapter One — The Girl Who Burned Bridges The city never slept, not even when the moon was high and full, casting silvery light over the glittering glass towers of Crescent City. Neon signs buzzed. Taxi horns echoed. Humans hurried down sidewalks with coffee in one hand and stress in the other. Somewhere, music thumped from a club basement. And inside a tiny, too-warm coffee shop tucked between a bookstore and a vape lounge, Riley Hart was pretending not to exist.

He hissed when the antiseptic touched the wound, and I felt even worse. "Sorry," I murmured. "I'll be more gentle." "It's not your fault." His eyes were on my face, studying me. "Well, technically it is, but I'm not mad about it." "You should be." I applied butterfly bandages carefully. "This whole thing is ridiculous. Two grown men fighting over…" "Over you." He caught my wrist. "Say it. We were fighting over you and I honestly don’t mind doing it again." I pulled my hand away and went back to work. "Your ribs are probably cracked. You should get an x-ray."

“It was him. A bar man never forgets a big spender.” I lunged forward, my fist knotting into his shirt, dragging him across the counter until his breath hitched. My eyes bored into his. “Are you sure?” I growled. He raised his brows in surrender. “Of course I’m sure.” Chris. Here. That night. And with Rachel… The memory of her carrying me out suddenly warped, twisting into something darker, sinister. How was she here with him? How did Rachel cross paths with Chris? I stormed out of the bar before my chest exploded from the pressure.

Pulled Victoria’s face down until their foreheads touched—helm to helm, steel kissing steel. She mouthed back—slow, deliberate, so Victoria could read every shape: *Not trapped.* *Protected.* She pointed to the rift—now a shrinking scar no wider than a doorway. Then to herself. Then to Victoria. Then she pressed her gauntleted hand flat over Victoria’s heart—right where the armor covered the place that should beat but never did. *My turn.* Victoria’s breath hitched—silent, but Raven felt it in the way her shoulders shook. Raven leaned in. Pressed a fierce, armored kiss to Victoria’s lips—brief, hard, full of promise.

He dropped to one knee, clutching his chest. “No—” he gritted out. “It’s... pushing back—” I tried to crawl away, but the bond coiled between us like a rope pulled taut. It wasn’t a connection. It was a war. And then it snapped. Not fully. Just enough for the pain to vanish like a switch flipped off. Riven collapsed against the wall, panting, soaked in sweat. I stayed on the ground, shaking, heart hammering. “What… what just happened?” I asked.

she says. I know she is right. Just like all the ol’e ladies I know Katrina is safe and I’m wound up so tight I feel like I’m going to snap. That can’t be good for Katrina. I give Katrina a kiss on the forehead “ Go play with Aunty Speed for a little bit while daddy talks to you uncles.” I told her. I kiss Speed on the cheek “ Thanks.” She smiles, “ It is what we do.” When Speed takes Katrina off to play I walk towards the bar. Ratchet is behind the bar and slides me a beer without even asking. I sign thanks to him and he just nods and goes to help another brother. We have all learned how to sign even though Ratchet can read lips. I’m not as good as Speed, Merigold or hell even Jace and Jax

Raven’s POV His blood flooded my mouth. It was warm and metallic. I felt it when the bond snapped into place. Heat exploded in me. His heartbeat slam against mine. Our scents twisted together until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. We were one. This was what I dreamed about before my dream became the mother of all nightmares. I kept my teeth in Jax's flesh for a while, then I pulled back slowly. My lips came away red with his blood. I licked them and smiled.

Words, this man wants me to use words when I am laying bare infront of him and him knowing exactly what I want. I muster all my courage, "Yes, I want you Dimitri," I say looking up at him. "And have me you shall," he says as he drops his pants in one swoop. His manhood all but flies out of his pants as it is set free and now all of my courage is gone because how in the world is that going to fit between my legs without killing me. He must sense my nervousness, "It will fit my love," he says as he climbs back between my legs. "I must say that I rather like this angle of you," he says as his hand slids up and down my leg.