Borderland Rhys Novels & Stories

Ryan looks… not necessarily exhausted, but his eyes are glazed and heavy as he packs his things. “Sydney’s forces crossed the river in the Roguelands last night, a few hours after you arrived,” he says into the silence. “The border in the Roguelands is secure now–under the control of warriors from Crescent Falls and the Roguelands. They’re moving their armies over in preparation to invade. I’m heading to Navvan to do the same on our edge of the map.” He murmurs the last words as he shrugs into a thick wool jacket, stuffing a pair of gloves in his pocket.

~ Rhys ~ The group arrived at Crimson Hills, where the scenery was breathtaking, but the village itself presented a stark contrast. The strong wind howled ominously, creating eerie sounds as it rattled the makeshift wooden structures crafted by the residents. These homes were hardly deserving of the name, resembling little more than rickety shacks struggling to withstand the relentless, frigid gusts.

If only he would show up so I could do exactly that. Suddenly a figure appears across the meadow. I watch Landon, step over the fence wires with ease. Only around a week ago, he struggled to pull his legs over. A part of me is happy he's changed. For his sake, I mean. Sure, any girl cannot help being attracted to him, I mean he's an Alpha.

She doesn't protest when I whisper what I heard in her ear and relayed what my plan was. She's too smart for that. Disappearing into the night was the easy part. We lived close to the border, and the shadows give good enough shelter for us. Alpha Rylan doesn't worry much about security around these parts...around any parts. I had just hoisted Lucy up the wall when it had happened. I had underestimated him, and it came back to bite me in the ass. As a line of Guards emerged from the shadows of the marketplace, Lucy had just managed to conceal herself. It was me against them, brandishing their weapons. It may have been only three of them, but it's enough for me to know I stand no real chance o

Finally, he stepped past me into the washroom, the door clicking shut behind him. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. My hands were shaking. I hated myself for the weakness of the previous night. Fuck, what have I done. When Rhys emerged a few minutes later, the playfulness was gone, replaced by the sharp, focused energy of the Alpha. He was strapping on his leather bracers, his expression unreadable. "I'm heading to the border for a week," he said, his voice clipped. "There have been reports of unrest near the frost-line. I’m taking a contingent of scouts."

I had just finished folding some baby clothes with Mer’s help, and we were talking about what names we liked when the door suddenly flew open. Rhys rushed in, and from the look on his face, I instantly knew something was wrong. His eyes were wide, and his breathing was a little fast like he had run all the way from the border. His hair was slightly messy and his shirt was damp with sweat. My heart started beating faster. “There are rogues at the border,” Rhys said quickly, looking between the two of us. “Kai sent me to tell you to stay in the room. He’s placed guards outside to make sure you’re both safe.”

The crazy, impulsive, thinks-he’s so-funny, younger brother. He might not have caught your interest much in this book, but trust me, he has a lot of things going on that you still don’t know about. And not to forget that he is now the leader of the clan after his brother supposedly died along with his wife. Even though they didn’t really die, but that doesn’t change the fact that he almost truly lost them. Eliciting a major character development and growing up. The next book will be called ‘Across The Border’. It will carry out two POVs, Lucas and the mysterious woman referred to in the epilogue as ‘Angelina’.

My reflection showed a red mark on my neck, and around that mark were hickeys. I slept naked, so I also saw bruises all over my body, especially near my joints. Goddammit! Wait, if the bruises were real, did that mean what happened last night was real too? If that was the case, then my soul must've transmigrated into Nathaniel's doll and shared her senses. Which also meant Nathaniel did have a girl he loved but couldn't get, and he was also a beastfolk! Joy beyond any description filled my heart. I jumped up and down with joy, laughing loudly. Finally, I could blackmail him! I charged right into his company to verify my guess."

deliberate. Her investigation led her to a small, secluded grove near the edge of the battlefield. There, hidden amidst the fallen trees and tangled undergrowth, she found him. Rhys. Not dead, as she’d initially assumed, but wounded, his eyes glazed over, his body contorted in an unnatural position. Beside him lay a small, intricately carved wooden box, its surface etched with symbols she recognized as belonging to the Shadow Stalkers.

“For keeping this from you.For not informing you of what you were entitled to know.’ I kept silent and waited. He inhaled deeply. “Who left the message at the border?” I asked. “The rogue alpha. He's called Rhys. And I had known him before.” He hesitated as if saying the words were painful. “We were near. We were more thanos, he was my best friend .” I blinked, I wasn't expecting to hear that. “Together, we conducted missions and trained. Our ancestry and blood bonded our families together. I had the utmost faith in him. “ There was a sharp bitter edge to his voice now and it grew darker. “ Rhys, however , changed. He didn't think the pack system worked.