Hell Riders Novels & Stories

“Alpha Avery, I can assure you that is not what is happening. But I cannot say for certain that he will not develop stronger senses or faster healing. He may take on some of Raven’s more basic enhanced traits.” “Has this ever happened before? Like with other wolves who are also part god?” “Alpha, Raven is only the second wolf-god hybrid to ever reach maturity.” The weight of what he’s saying leaves a heavy silence in the room. Even I understand what he’s saying. There were others like me, like Rion, but they all died before they turned 18. “Could this have been caused by her heat?” I’m not sure who asked, but it’s what we’re all thinking.

She raised her hand wrapping her fingers around something invisible and Rachael began to claw at her throat while struggling in the air. Silvia slammed her against the tree using her magic. Rachael pulled to her feet screaming so viciously that everyone flinched covering their ears with the assault. Silvia clamped her mouth shut before slamming her down on the ground as all the breath was knocked out of her. Hunter roared killing the fourth warrior as the dead bodies of the last three lay behind him. He was vicious. "Where is that f*cker? Tell me!" Hunter roared menacingly causing the guy to piss his pants.

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Hell, after hours at the clubhouse when the bikes were put away, clothes were optional. Two different worlds. Cori assured me no one would check for weapons. I’d been to plenty of slimy bars but this would be the first where sex with people disguised as animals was the main event. I couldn’t care less about anyone’s kink but this one didn’t do it for me.

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

Instead, they were smirking and said, "Hey young lady, you like it rough ya!" Stella's scalp was tingling when she heard the drunkards' devilish laughter. She shouted, "Do you know who I am? I'm Stella George, a superstar. It's best if you don't lay a finger on me, or else you won't be able to see the daylight."

So he was going to take on Alpha Daniel Wolfe and have fun while doing it. As if the moon goddess was working with Ethan (not that he believed in her), the Hellhounds announced they would be holding a singles event and invitations were sent to all of the packs. That included the Emerald pack only a few miles away from where Ethan had settled his misfit of rogues and criminals. It was a perfect opening and Ethan knew exactly what to do and who to go to for help.

I reached for the hem of his hoodie. “Let me help you.” Dorian hesitated, then gave a slow nod. I pulled the hoodie up carefully. He lifted his arms weakly, letting me slide it off him. When it came off, my eyes landed on his bare chest. I was stunned. Not because I hadn’t seen men shirtless before. But because Dorian didn’t look like a man who spent time showing off. He looked like a man who trained for war. Broad shoulders. Defined arms. A hard stomach. Everything about him looked built, controlled, dangerous.

Elizabeth's body trembled violently, breasts bouncing with every impact, nipples scraping the air as she writhed in his unyielding grip. Her screams turned to broken moans, the mix of his blood in her wounds heightening every sensation—pain sharper, pleasure deeper. She clenched around him desperately, nails scraping uselessly against the stone above her head, lost in the savage rhythm. Malachor's growls vibrated through her, his fangs grazing her jaw now, teasing another bite as he chased his release, determined to flood her with his seed.

That wasn't all as he then had his medical license revoked and was fired by the clinic. He became jobless and ended up handing out flyers on the street. One day, Ava soiled herself on purpose once more. Ethan snapped, triggering a fierce fight between them. Ava had no intention of dying all by herself. With the last of her strength, she grabbed Ethan and dragged him over the edge with her. The day they died, the comments disappeared too. Before they disappeared completely, they left me one last message, "Tonya Bender, you are no longer the villainess in the hero and heroine's love story. Live well from now on."