Another Rider Saber Novels & Stories

Yet Sharon moved it around like she was playing with a toy, and the smile on her face was not forced. Reaper’s edge was very different from Canyon’s Mouth. Unlike the aggressive looking Canyon’s Mouth, Reaper’s Edge had a very delicate look. It was a slender saber that was half Sarong’s height, and it was very beautiful. Its dark blade was joined to a white handle that served to provide beauty by contrast.

We're ready. Cade and River stand twenty feet away, arms crossed, jaws tight. They hate this. I can feel their reluctance through the bond, thick and suffocating. But they don't interfere. They trust me. Garrett and three other MC leaders watch from the ridge above, their bikes lined up like sentinels. This is official. Witnessed. Binding. If I survive it. Shianne swings onto her own bike—a sleek Indian Scout, built for speed and agility. She revs the engine once, the sound cutting through the morning quiet like a blade.

War banners snapped in the rising wind—black and silver, the sigil of the moon, the mark of vengeance. Selene rode at the head of the column, the Lunaris Blade strapped across her back. Its cold weight was a promise—and a warning. Around her, warriors adjusted armor and tightened grips on spears and swords. Every step of the horses’ hooves echoed with the certainty of what lay ahead. Kieran rode beside her, his expression a mask of focus. In his eyes, the shadow of the man who’d once vowed never to stand beside another Alpha—now unwavering at her side.

“The Biker Brothers, the five guys that ride with the Road Warriors? Black hair? Blue eyes?” “Couple of them twins?” she asked, yes. Those guys.” “I don’t know them, but I know their president is Adam Hunt. They’re right up her alley, aren’t they?” she asked. “Not helping. Though, the oldest the brother is the vice president of that club. I didn’t know you knew their president.” “Yep. Adam his name, comes and talks to me whenever I’m bartending and he’s there. He doesn’t frequent as much as his club is starting to but the shit with your mom is gross. Where’s she now?”

Two down in less than five seconds. But they were surrounded. The remaining four closed in, more cautious now, weapons drawn—a knife, a compact hatchet, two pistols held in low, ready positions. Sabe was a whirlwind in the center, his injured shoulder telegraphing a faint stiffness he couldn't hide. He disarmed the hatchet wielder with a brutal wrist lock that ended in the snap of bone, driving the man to his knees with a scream.

The instant it did, the forest lid up with another dozen motorcycles, roaring to life. The Wolf Riders! They circled the Black Skull Riders, hollering and laughing, before breaking into formation and heading back to the main road. Screaming woes and curses, Viper ordered his men to follow us as their bikes roared to life and tried to catch up... “I can’t believe he fell for that!” Knives grinned, way too happy about being shot at than any normal man would! I didn’t reply but grinned as well, as he hollered a “hoo-yah!” and took the lead as we sped down the road. As it would turn out, leaving Bunny with too much time on his hands and with money from his stepdad was a deadly combination. Appar

One of the warriors spoke up, “Gamma Rory, I saw our Luna. She is bad ass. The mess she left behind took a long time to clean up.” Right. Some of the folks here saw the fight. I’m surprised they are not scared of me. Maybe because they are wolves or warriors. Who knows. I don’t want anyone to be afraid of me anyway. “I need a minute to set up.” I said as I dropped my bag on the bench. I opened the duffel and grabbed the thigh holsters and strapped them in. Then I grabbed some of the hand throwing knives and secured them in place before grabbing my scabbard. From there, the only knife different from my kabar knives is the bowie. It’s longer at sixteen inches. Then I grabbed my sheath for my w

With them and my sister, no one can defeat the trio unbeatable but I wish they weren't that over-protective of us. I remembered that one time, Faine and I went to a nightclub with a couple of friends just to have fun, we were dancing on the platform where many people joined us and had fun like us. Yelling and singing like idiots, also alcohols but who snitched on us and told our siblings that we were at a nightclub? I'm still searching for the guilty because of them we were dragged out by two fucking big ass warriors. It's been 5 years since we didn't see them, they are the knights of the Rosla. Akito is the Captain of White Knights, he's like the second commander of the army and Kai is the

While jumping directly from the stands to Caspian, Moris Gibson did not forget to shout at the clansmen behind him, “Call the Elders!" Swoosh! As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his wrist and a giant blade as tall as an adult appeared in his hand. The saber shadow seemed to cover the sky. The saber light was the lightning that tore the night apart. This scene reminded Caspian of the first time he saw Solana fight. Solana's first weapon was a giant axe the size of a wheel. "Are all the weapons used by the Gibson family people so exaggerated?"

The rider fell to the floor, clutching his open wound. I hopped off the horse looking for Ajani and spotted him also dismounting the horse after killing the rider. We were on opposite sides of the arena and we began to move toward each other as the four remaining opponents closed in on us. The one I had stabbed moved slower than the others.