H Rider Haggard Romane & Geschichten

Leaving the pack territory wasn’t something we did under two conditions only; it was absolutely necessary or you got kicked out and no one had ever got kicked out, not to my knowledge at least. Mustering my courage, I did what no other pack member had willingly done. Crossing into the woods felt odd like I’d crossed into another world. I was still reeling from that novel experience when I heard someone, a male voice, yell. I raced towards the sound when I saw movement up ahead. In a clearing in the woods, I saw three figures, one was on their knees, and on closer look, it looked like a man clutching at his neck which was oozing blood.

He has a kid and a girlfriend to provide for right now. Yup, he has a kid. I've never met his girlfriend or the kid, Carter, but he has shown me pictures of his kid before. My grandparents passed down 2 houses to Ryder and I. Mine is all the way in New York, while his is here in Los Angeles. They also gave us over $1 million each which only we were entitled to. Nobody was allowed to touch it, even our parents until we were 18, but my mom was going to take his, so he ran away before she could.

"Yeah, some bikers came by. Some gang. I was looking for the guy that pimped my mom out before she died." Lonnie cringes. "Dang. You said a biker gang? What did the guy look like?" I zone out watching her get the needle ready while he describes what the old guy looks like. When she stops moving, I glance over at their eye contact. "Wait, did he have a tiger on the back of his jacket?" Cade thinks about it. "Yeah, and he drove a Harley." She straightens. "I know that guy, and where to find him."

"Don't tell my parents I let you catch me. Tell them I fought you. Also, tell them I was wearing shoes. It'll break my mum if she knew I died barefoot." He chuckled and a little drop of humour flashed in his dark orbs. "Duly noted." And the world went black forever. Adrianne's POV I was about to continue walking when someone's hand closed over my arm. Thankfully, I had fast reflexes and I yanked my hand away and was about to bolt when the person spoke in a very soft voice. "Don't run! I'm not going to hurt you." uh-huh I silently said sarcastically. I paused and even though it killed me, I stared at the stranger's face. He was raven haired, had piecing black eyes and was dressed in all black

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

Our booth stopped, and he stepped out while holding his hand out to me. I took a shaky breath and stepped out. I was a little embarrassed to check if my skirt was wet from my juices, but I shook my head. It wouldn't matter. It was worth it. "How was your first ride experience?" Jack asked as we walked over to his brother and his ex. "Perfect. It was perfect, Jack."

Her figure was full and curvy, and every step made her skirt lift and fall again. My eyes never left her hips. I kept hoping I'd catch a glimpse of her panties. I wondered what kind a girl this cute liked to wear. "Connor, is riding a horse fun? I've seen them a few times before, but they're so tall. I was afraid they'd kick me, so I never dared to try." She suddenly turned back, clearly waiting for my answer. "Of course it's fun. When it runs, the feeling is amazing. I'll teach you in a bit."

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

"There have been reports of hunters lurking in the woods. Innocent werewolves have gone missing, may be some rogue followers of Blake” Derek, his pale skin contrasting against the darkness, nodded solemnly. "Vampires haven't been spared either," he admitted, his voice laced with a tinge of weariness. "We've noticed an increase in rogue vampires, preying on the unsuspecting humans and leaving a trail of bloodshed in their wake. It tarnishes our reputation, staining even those of us who strive to resist our darker nature." Mr. Lancaster, the lone human in their group, listened intently, his face etched with concern. Though he lacked the supernatural abilities of his friends, his unwavering loy

Rack gives in and the first part of the plan is in the bag. I rode a motorbike in Haiti. It in no way compares to the power of the Harley that rumbles with a loud purr as Rack navigates the winding highway. My hands lock tightly around his waist and my chest presses firmly against his back. Loose strands of my tied-back hair fly around my face as the warm wind hits us. Rack's hair has grown out even more, but it's still a long way from being in his eyes. I think it's sexier now, and tonight I'll enjoy holding onto it.