Novel & Cerita Is Ryan Stronger Than Homelander

he replied. “That’s how you’ll continue with your lifelong plan?” I asked. “No one can defeat Roman in a direct battle. He’s too damn strong, even for me. I know that,” Shane admitted. I studied him. He was smaller than Roman. There wasn’t much resemblance since they were only distant relatives, and I could easily see Roman crushing him. My mate possessed an ancient power no one else had. Not even Shane, despite their blood connection. “Why not just kill him at dinner and take the crown?” I asked.

The fact that Adrian could control it indicated that his strength had reached a terrifying level. "It seems that we have a chance to win this battle!" A gleam of light flashed through Rayhan's eyes. However, most others didn't share his optimism. Some wore skeptical looks. "Are you serious? He’s unreliable though." "Yeah. Does this guy's strength rival that of the Cyan Warrior? I don't believe he can withstand this energy field." Most people harbored doubts about Adrian's strength, unsure if he could succeed. However, the Scarlet Harbinger suddenly froze. "Hmph, I don't believe your strength is truly that great, kid. I’ll kill you!" He roared, and he surged forward.

But he had never killed someone who didn’t deserve it… Especially women and children! “Oh, Rain,” Ryan chuckled, but his tone held no humor. Hell, at this point, he sounded like a bad Disney villain... “You honestly think I’ll come quietly?” He unleashed his alpha aura, making the enforcers halt in their steps, their wolves fighting their nature to submit to someone this powerful. They bared their teeth – frustrated and pissed – but couldn’t move. Which seemed to only widen Ryan’s evil grin more... “You’re more naive than I thought!” My hands balled into fists when I realized what he was doing...

“Son, don’t cry. I’ll avenge you personally and twist Larson’s head off to make it your stool!” The icy belligerence that Xander exuded seemed to freeze the air around him as it suffocated the people nearby. “Dad, how are you exacting the retribution? Zayn Larson is a master fighter now with immeasurable abilities. It’s a risk for you to act on it personally,” Hanson voiced his worry. He could still feel the remnants of a chill when he recalled Zayn’s punch just now. He did not understand how the latter had gotten so powerful—was he still human?

“But let us be reasonable, the girl is with the dark ruler of Astaroth. She is with Ryder.” Both Xanth’s and Iris’ eyes shot wide open and she gasped a little. Xanth was surprised, it never crossed his mind that they had been talking about Lyra, never had he imagined that they would recognize her as a Khione despite the fact that she didn’t show. And what was this talk about her mother coming? She had a living Khione mother? “Ryder is a formidable foe.” He could recognize the voice of Kye when he spoke. “But Syrana should not be underestimated, she is the clan’s leader, a powerful aged Khione and a mother as well.”

But rest wasn’t coming easy to me. “Any word on Enzo yet?” I found myself asking Dr. Ryan as he drew a little more blood from me. “Not yet. But I’m sure he’s fine,” Dr. Ryan said, glancing up at me. “He’s a strong wolf and can handle himself.” “I don’t doubt that,” I said, shaking my head. “But I fear that Xander might have some extra power on his side.” “Extra power?” Dr. Ryan asked, raising his brows.

"I have never seen someone bring the drugged ones, back with the sheer force of their punches." "This is just an exception," sneered Edgar. "They have the added advantage of being powerful alphas, in addition to being mates. But this won't last long. He is bound to be overcome by the drugs." Evelyn was listening to his every word; her anger was starting to spiral to new levels. Ryan bucked, lost his senses again, almost throwing her off him. Evelyn gritted her teeth and held on, though they both matched in power, Ryan's was still more superior than her, in case of brute strength. Luka reached her, trying to help her secure Ryan down. Amanda had also come around; she reached for his legs hold

"I see now." A slow smirk spread across his face as his gaze flicked to Raven. "Little did Ralph know that I would someday be with the strongest Luna our species has ever seen." Ryan spat at the ground. "Not strong enough." His expression twisted with malice. "She has no chance against their leader." Raven took a step back, feeling something shift in the air. Ryan let out a breath and suddenly regained control of his voice. A slow, eerie smile crept across his lips.

I heard Eric asked him; he looked stunned to hear him mention my name. Ryan didn't bother to respond to him. “Sasha, I guess you want me to kill all those with you then. I will be glad to do that then,” Ryan said and moved closer to our hideout. I know Ryan too well; he won't spare anyone, and my people were no match for him. He was strong, very strong. I have seen him take down twenty werewolves all by himself, even without transforming into his wolf. So it's best I step out now.

But all I felt was the ache of my heart shattering beyond repair. Ryan had always been the strongest in combat—the one who moved faster, hit harder, and never hesitated when it came to pulling the trigger. His skill with a gun was unmatched, his instincts sharp enough to predict a man’s next move before he even made it. And when it came to taking down an enemy, no one was more ruthless. Ryan was a fire—destructive, relentless. I had spent years trusting that fire to burn for me, to protect everything we’d built. But now? That same fire had consumed the bond between us, leaving nothing but ashes in its wake.