Riley X Novelas e Histórias

“She runs an underground clinic for injured shifters. If anyone’s seen these attack victims up close, it’s her.” “Name?” “Romy.” Jaxon nodded once. “And she won’t gut me on sight?” “No promises. You do have that punchable Alpha face.” He smirked. “You know you’re not as charmingly rebellious as you think.” “Says the man whose idea of flirting is kidnapping.” “Flirting?” he said, mock-offended. “Please. I haven’t even begun to flirt.” “Good. Don’t.” They pulled into a narrow alley lined with cracked bricks and neon signs in various languages. Riley climbed out first, scanning the rooftops. Fifth Street had eyes. Always had. You never walked in without being watched.

“Right, today we are going to start with hand to hand combat, you will learn the techniques then use them against each other, today will only end if one or both of you walk away injured. Okay?” “Yes.” We both reply at the same time. Riley seems to find this amusing because his ‘all the time frown’ turns up at the corners creating a half smile. Riley looks about twenty-two, with dark short hair like Ash’s but his has brown streaks through it. He has a large nose that pops out of his head and full lips. He is tall and very muscular, with a ripped body. His shirt is already stuck to his body from sweat letting you see his abs. Riley is very hot but I think Ash is hotter, just!

“I am not going to worry about that right now. All I want is a pack of magical little pills so that I can hump her son whenever I feel like it, sans babies. Do you understand?” Talia sighed in defeat. “Fine. It’s your delivery room, not mine.” . “Can I take your picture?” Riley was leaning against the wall, his right leg bent behind him and propped on the brick exterior. He looked at her, frowning for a second, and then his lips turned upwards into a knowing smirk. “Why? Want to carry around a shot of this beauty wherever you go?” He used the hand holding the cigarette to gesture to himself, sweeping it over his body. A trail of gray smoke followed his movements.

I asked quietly. And he let out a slow breath, rubbing the back of his neck again (habit, I guess) like he was debating how much to say. “There’s this girl named Riley I know. She’s… kind of a big deal around here. She’s in a band and plays the guitar. They perform at a couple of spots in the city sometimes.” I raised an eyebrow. “Her music must be good, then.”

Frya is a rare werewolf, legendarily named the Wild Beast and she learned of her real nature years after she lost all her family, save one brother, in the Great Battle, inspired by the Sisterhood. Now tinted with the mark of revenge, Riyin, alongside his best friend, Frya, embark on the quest to find the Sisterhood, a coven of the most powerful witches, the Violet Witch included, and avenging his family's death. Through fights, hunger, and many brushes with death, they finally find the Sisterhood, but they are not ready for what they meet.

Alexis said and it was quickly followed by waves of laughter. "Well, we all saw this coming. Now we can finally end the petty rivalries between clans, yes?" she said and the people nodded and raised their glasses in agreement. "That's good. In this economy, even us criminals can't afford such useless rivalries," Alexis said. "Now please, enjoy the night and I promise that everyone will come out alive." Everyone in the hall clapped as Alexis was given the ring that signifies her position. Her eyes spotted mine and a smirk formed on her face. She walked towards me with Milan following behind her.

Riley's POV I fought against the burning of my lungs from running for so long and pushed myself to run even further. I had to run fast and far enough to be out of Andrew’s view of my thoughts, but my fighting ended up failing and I collapsed in a little clearing that seemed to be far away from where we were. I sobbed while catching my breath and held myself tight against my chest. The pain of loss was overwhelming and what made it worse was that I was on my own now. No parents. No Jack. No Gabe. No Marie. No Andrew. No Landon. And no Robin. I was completely alone in a world that I did not understand. Suddenly, everything around me was broken and I had no way of fixing it. Because I was the r

The stern woman in the middle leaned forward, her mouth slightly open, the judging look on her face completely wiped away. "I broke myself into pieces to keep the only thing that mattered to me safe," Riley whispered, her voice trembling but incredibly fierce as she pressed her hand hard against her chest. "So look at me. Look at what is left. I am still standing. And you will never have the power to break me again." The final line hung in the absolute, dead silence of the studio. Riley stood in the center of the spotlight, her chest heaving as she slowly pulled herself out of the character. She reached down, picked up her bag, and waited.

(warning, smut ahead) (Rachael) It was the end of the date, and Xander and I are now at my house. We haven't made it fully through the door before we started to test each other's clothes off. Luckily for me, Mariah had left, and Cole is spending the weekend at his grandparents as usual. Xander pulled away from my lips as he expertly took my bra off. He started to suck on my neck, which I'm sure would leave a hickey or two, but I didn't stop him.