Romans & histoires Riley X

“You ask her every year, and she never says yes.” “I ask you every year.” “Yeah, and I never say ‘yes’ either.” Killian shrugged. “I try to be polite.” I looked at Ryan in alarm. How bad did something have to be for Riley to refuse to do it? “Why doesn’t she ever say ‘yes’?” “Riley’s drug of choice is booze,” Ryan explained. “She’s not interested in anything else.” “Except pussy!” Riley shouted, popping back into the conversation just long enough to scare the shit out of me, laugh maniacally, and disappear again.

I swallowed hard, not knowing if I should at least smile at him or not. I quickly looked away and started swaying my hips to the music. Lucy kept dancing like no one was watching her and she was pretty good at it while I was standing in the middle awkwardly not knowing how to dance or do anything. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulders and turned around to find one of my classmates smiling down at me. It was Tyler Whittman from the football team. "You are Riley Adams, right?" he asked, making me scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. I've noticed him hanging out with Tristan and his crew a couple of times but I had no idea why he was talking to me. Tristan promised me that his friends wouldn't bot

Meaning Lily is the rightful heir of the Mingle International Company. "Oh, this is why Mr Mingle didn't approve of Derrick and Lily's relationship because he didn't want Lily to find out," Rosy thought still staring at the image on her phone screen. "I could make some money out of this," she thought knowing how badly Mr Mingle needed the document and with a smile plastered on her face, she sent Lyla a location and time for a meet-up. At Derry's apartment, Lyla was sitting on her bed drinking her juice when her phone buzzed. She smiled knowing Rosy had sent her a location for their meeting. She checked and smiled. She looked at her watch and she had two hours to meet up with Rosy.

I met him and I just wanted to sneak out with his knowledge. "Where do you think you are going, poisoned Ivy?." He interrogated me in his deep voice. I paused and slowly turned around. I took in the sight of him,his long sleeve shirt was completely unbuttoned, I could see his toned abs. His hands went to his shirt as he buttoned them and then to his belt to buckle them, he raised his head to access me. I forced a smile,"Good morning to you too." Last night....it made me realize alot of things, Riley was actually a lonely teen and whatever made him freeze and break away from reality and even made him angry was something serious but my dumb self couldn't understand yesterday.

It was a digital ad for a new "Neurological Wellness Center." The face on the ad was Silas. He was smiling, his eyes hidden behind expensive glasses. The text below his face read: Healing the Past. Securing the Future. He wasn't hiding. He was the city. Julian saw the ad too. His grip on the wheel tightened until the plastic began to crack. "He’s waiting for us," Julian said. "He knows we have nowhere else to go." As we pulled into a dark alleyway behind the library, the car’s radio suddenly flickered to life. It wasn't music. It was a rhythmic, scratching sound—the sound of a pen on parchment.

Riley smiled awkwardly at the tall man who was still an inch or two shorter than Damon. "H..hi... I'm Riley." Riley said softly as Fred stood in front of her with a wide grin on his face. "I'm Fred as Kayla has already introduced. It's nice to finally meet you Riley." Fred smiled at her genuinely.

And right now, my pride wouldn’t let me back out. I pushed the door open. The bell jingled sharply. Jax was behind the counter, sketching something on thick paper. His eyes lifted slowly, and the moment they landed on me, his mouth curled into that familiar, mocking smirk. “Well, well. If it isn’t little miss perfect.” His voice was low, rough, like gravel under tires. “What the fuck are you doing in my shop, Riley? Come to lecture me about my life choices again?” I swallowed, clutching the strap of my bag. “I’m here for a tattoo.”

Riley’s POV He was a guy I’d never seen before—tall, handsome, and clearly a warrior just by looking at his build. He wasn’t as bulky as Ezra, but he had that solid, alpha male energy all the same. I didn’t know him. Why would he help me out? When he caught me frowning at him, he flashed a grin, showing off perfect white teeth. “Nice to meet you, Riley Monroe. If you’re down, we’re teammates now.”

I said and sigh. " Maybe because I lost my mom in a stupid fight and I was betrayed by Zoe." I just wished she wouldn't ask me about my mom. I don't like sharing the details. " Betrayed ? You mean by dumping you ?" " Kinda." I replied and she smiled. " I'm sorry about your mom." Riley said bringing out a little box filled with coloured substance. " So what's that?" " Concealer." She replied, applying it to the brows. I really don't know why she's trying to turn me into a girl.

“It seems Miss Riley might really be innocent. She's the daughter of the Riley family. She wouldn’t have any reason to make a fuss over a single dress.” “I thought so too. Honestly, there's something off about that Xander girl. If she has nothing to hide, why is she so against showing the footage?” “When they were accusing Charlotte Riley just now, I wanted to speak up. Vivian Xander gives off that fake sweet, two-faced vibe. Didn’t you notice the way she looks at Sean Jasper?” “Exactly! Her feelings for him don’t seem like those of a sister.” “Wow, a forbidden crush? This is getting interesting. The rich really do live in a drama.”