Berserk Rickert Novels & Stories

Erik explained in detail his plans. "What is your name?" I asked the man who mastered his courage to step forward to ask a question to Erik. The man was surprised by the second, but he instantly masked it. He stepped forward and introduced himself. "I am Rick, Alpha of Ash Moon pack" He presented his name and bowed. "The Silver Growlers will only follow our orders, and you will follow theirs. They will be our hands and feet," I said, trying to intimidate him. "Understood, my queen," He said, bowing and stepping back.

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

Adrian immediately said, "Berserk, I'm close. Whatever you do, hold them off until I arrive. I won't be long!" "Yes, sir!" Berserk yelled. "Let's move!" Adrian shouted. *** Berserk hid behind the container and wiped away his tears before picking up his weapon. He looked down at Ridge, whose consciousness was about to fade away. "Hang on, Ridge. War Legate Draco just responded. He’ll be here soon.”

The grandmaster who wanted to assassinate Livia came from another province, and Beckham commissioned him with a large amount of money. His moniker was Destroyer, and his name was Rickard Griffin. He was a rather powerful fighter. Had Bryson not taken up the task of protecting Livia, perhaps Livia and her father would be in a life-and-death crisis. On the other hand, the person who had sent Rickard was precisely Beckham! Kayson negated the hypnosis, and Rickard looked toward Bryson in fear as soon as he regained consciousness.

He immediately turned to Alpha Max, “Give her to me, to be my mate” “Derrick?” Alpha Max called out, looking all surprised and beaten to it.

Their movements were a blur of speed and power, each strike sending shockwaves through the bakery’s quiet interior. The clash of steel against claws echoed through the room as Ryker dodged another swipe, rolling to the side and coming up with his blade ready. Bruce growled, the sound guttural and filled with unrestrained rage. His half-transformed state made him unpredictable—part man, part beast, and all fury. "You’re nothing more than a lackey," Ryker spat, his voice steady despite the chaos. "A puppet for Malrik’s madness." Bruce roared, his claws grazing Ryker’s arm, leaving a shallow but painful gash. "I’m stronger than you’ll ever be," he snarled, his voice a chilling mix of human and

He turned to walk away, but I quickly stopped him. "Hey, what's your name?" I asked. He bowed slightly. "I apologize, my name is Rick. I am one of the warriors in training." He turned to leave again, but I put my hand on his arm to stop him. When I touched him I was thrown into a vision! I looked around and saw flames all around. I felt the earth tremble and with every step I fought the fear that welled up in me! As I looked back towards Rick, I saw that he had a hole in his chest where his heart should have been! He looked down at his chest, then he turned his haunted eyes back to me.

However, Ricky's mother did not dare to go against Lisanna, because she had seen the brutality with which Lisanna's man brutally treated her husband Adam. Adam is a boxer, but he lost an arm because of a mistake his family made, because Ricky's family did not expect Adonis's father to be a brutal person, he was like a real tyrant. Now, Ricky's family just wants to be able to live a peaceful life without any difficulties, so he does not want to continue cooperating with Bertha. After Adam saw Bertha beating his wife, he immediately stood up and walked towards Bertha, he pushed Bertha to the floor, he said.

*** Ricky Ricky grunted. He rose up from the bushes after being thrown away by the skeleton. He grunted, while trying to stabilize his breath and to also hold the sharp pain coming from his ribs. Rather than backing away because his ribs were obviously broken, Ricky again assumed his fighting stance as he treaded carefully towards the skeletons. Slowly, a golden aura engulfed his fists, and with that, he landed another critical hit on one of the skeleton soldiers and it perished without any hint of regeneration.

I decided to ditch the suit today and wear my usual biker attire with my hair loose; there’s no point in trying to look proper in front of a man who knows where my sons are hidden away. Five men eventually surround me, and when they get off of their Harleys, I can pick up on the faint scent of fear from four of them, all except the one walking towards me. He removes his helmet and chuckles; it doesn’t surprise me that Ryker would station one of his most ruthless members so close to the border where our territories meet. “Alpha Fenriz, what brings you into Horsemen territory?” Blight, Ryker’s Gamma, steps forward with a grin on his face.