Double-h Phantom Rider Boots Novels & Stories

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

The suit seems to be made of some kind of synthetic material that almost shimmers in the light, giving her an almost ethereal quality. The bodysuit is designed to move with her, allowing her to be both agile and deadly in her movements. It has a high neckline that goes all the way up to her chin, leaving only her face and hands exposed. I can see that she's also wearing a pair of black combat boots that come up to just below her knees. The boots look like they're made of some kind of heavy-duty leather, and they have thick soles that seem to be designed for both traction and durability.

She smiles “I was.. That kind of gear screams wealth. Whoever rides that Chief.. has money. A lot of it. That bike was decked out. All the bells and whistles.. so, at least a hundred grand. I know this.. because I looked at Chiefs.. before buying Olga. I also recognized his leathers.. because my boots are Balenciaga.” I looked down and realized she was indeed wearing them. My girl has expensive tastes. Good to know. She grimaced “I don’t. I just needed boots that would last a long time.. and, in doing research.. these fit the bill. I would never spend two grand on a pair of boots out of hand.”

But Thursday night, when I opened my locker to grab my cleaning supplies, I froze. Sitting on the bottom shelf were a pair of work boots. Black leather, steel-toed, with thick rubber soles designed for long hours on concrete floors. They looked expensive—the kind of boots that cost more than I made in a week. I picked one up, turning it over in my hands. Size seven. My exact size. "Son of a bitch," I muttered, looking around the empty locker room like Kade might be hiding behind the benches. These weren't just any work boots. They were the exact brand I'd been eyeing at the uniform store downtown for months. The ones I'd tried on twice but could never afford.

The top piece covers only my breasts. I can't wear it outside of this room. I stare at the boots-sturdy and made from the same material. I can't help myself and pull them on. Heaven. Fur lines the insides. Small buckles run up my outer legs and end just below my thighs. Some type of strange material coats the bottom of the boots. I jump up and down a few times and they actually spring with my movement.

"As I'll ever be." The town of Blackwood Falls was exactly what Leela expected: a charming mix of high-end boutiques for tourists and rugged outdoor outfitters for the locals. They hit the outdoor store first. Fennigan was on a mission. He marched her to the footwear section and started pulling boxes. "Waterproof," he muttered. "Reinforced toe. Good ankle support." He knelt in front of her like Prince Charming with a glass slipper, only the slipper was a heavy-duty, black tactical boot with aggressive tread.

I clutched the lining tightly, definitely aware that underneath, I wore nothing but the delicate red lingerie that Mike had forced me into. “Welcome, Madam,” another attendant greeted me, another warm smile flashed towards me. What’s so good about the day?“We’ve been expecting you. We have just received a limited edition pair of boots, crafted by Latift himself. It’s the only pair in the world, and I’m certain you’ll love it.” Her words barely registered as my mind went blank.

Meredith was wearing a navy fisherman’s sweater and a pair of white crocheted lace pants.The pants were fitted in the waist and flared out to a wider leg over a pair of Louboutin black quilted boots with a rounded rubber toe and heavy duty lug soles on a block heel. She wasn’t sure if they were going out or not so she put on her warm boots just in case.

He observed the boots given to him with a wide grin of happiness on his face, he could not suppress his joy. The color of the multi-purpose boot’s surface was blue, while the edges and sole gleamed with a unique silver color. The special logo of the Sea Angels Alliance was branded at its right corner. He wanted to shout in joy, but he reluctantly suppressed his impulse again as he did not want to act like a country bumpkin. He finally got one of the gadgets that he had been dreaming of for the past few years, without paying a dime. “Hard work pays off.” He muttered with a blissful expression on his face.

He sighs and calls back, “Sorry, I’m not sure which ones.” She comes and leans on the doorframe, he’s lined them up, but is now staring at a rank of black leather boots, he looks up at her looking puzzled. She smirks, “The heaviest ones.” He nods, and lifts them one by one. He smiles when he finds them. “They have steel toes and thick soles to protect my feet when I ride.” He nods, and she goes back to her seat on the bed. He kneels in front of her again and holds out a boot to her. She undoes the clasps so he can see, then he does the other boot. Sliding it onto her foot, doing up the clasps again.