Novel & Cerita Is Ryan Stronger Than Homelander

Hutton huffed and Ryan bowed before walking away, He wished things would work well, this was the last chance he got to restore peace back to his life, the last time to put an end to all the pain he had got into his heart, the two groups are full of powerful and well trained men who he can't defeat without making them hurt the captors, With the help of the men who held his mother, he would be able to defeat the ones who held Ria, he could see how enraged they are, when they clash, it was going to be a bloody fight, Ryan got back him feeling a bit rest of mind, he took out his phone and quickly put a call to Brad, "Sir, please I need you to come over now, this Is the last chance we got" he sai

"And I know it doesn't make up for it, but I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that you and the rest of the rogues are safe. I'm going to protect you." "I don't trust you!" he shouts. "And I don't trust him," he points at me, "either." And Rylie says, "I know. But we need to work together. We need to stand together. And we need to fight back." She is a natural leader and doing a wonderful job as our luna. I have never been so proud. I feel like I can do anything with her at my side. Even defeat Hunter's army. Rylie, Robin and I get the rogues organized.

“How could these things be true? Will Roger and Evelyn be sent to the battlefield and sacrificed? How could you….” "Will not." Ryan glanced at me. I was genuinely overjoyed until I heard his following cruel words."They are all my strongest warriors; if they die on the battlefield, they are fragile; the weak don't need to be kept." I was startled by Ryan's cruel words. Ryan, in front of my eyes, the man was a stranger. He still has Ryan's face, still has his voice, but this is not the man I love. Or maybe I was wrong from the beginning; Ryan was never as gentle as I imagined in my eyes. How could I forget the man rumored to be the most ruthless and bloodthirsty man in werewolf history? Who wo

“Because if he wanted you dead, you’d be dead.” I looked at him. “You really think I can’t handle him.” “I think you can,” Ryan said. “Just not like this.” I ran a hand through my hair. “This is ridiculous.” “No,” Ryan said. “What’s ridiculous is you pretending you don’t need to get stronger.” “I am strong.” “I didn’t say you weren’t.” “Then what’s the problem?” “You’re not at your full strength.” I went still. Ryan’s voice softened. “You’ve been through a lot,” he said. “The injuries. The healing. The attacks.”

That left me and Adeline behind. She poured herself a cup of coffee and hummed, "Xander has an advantage of control in this duel. So, I am not that worried." I tilted my head to the side, "What do you mean by that?" She shrugged nonchalantly, "You know, Ryan is a rogue lycan. He doesn't have that much control over his lycan, especially during anger." I shook my head and dread swelled inside me when I informed her, "No, Ryan is not a rogue lycan, Addy."

Ryan shouted out angrily. "Aren't you using tricks as well?!" Leon said coldly, not answering Ryan. "You-" Ryan was furious. He was not able to figure out Leon's strength just now, which greatly frustrated him. However, he was even more stunned when he finally could!

Ryan signed. “What?” Megan came to a stop, shocked at Ryan's words. Among her generation, Elvira was the strongest wolf, followed by Jake. To be candid, her brothers were probably stronger than both Elvira and Jake, but their father had forced them to conceal their strength so that they would not draw too much attention.

And for the first time in a long time, I felt like I wasn’t fighting this war alone. ⸻ *The Enemy’s Weakness* Ryan Carter was waiting for me when I stepped out of my mother’s townhouse. The resemblance to Damian was undeniable—the same sharp cheekbones, the same piercing gaze. But where Damian exuded arrogance, Ryan carried something else entirely. Hatred. “Miss Sinclair,” he greeted, his voice smooth, calculated. I didn’t have time for games. “If you’re here to defend your brother, don’t bother.” His lips twisted into something between a smirk and a sneer. “Defend him? I’d rather watch him burn.”

The girl. None of it made any sense. “Leader,” came a deep voice from behind him. Rowan turned slowly to see Ryan, his most trusted subordinate, standing in the hallway, his dark eyes flashing with concern. Ryan was a werewolf, most strongest, fast, and fiercely loyal. He had served under Rowan for years, and in all that time, not once had his resolve wavered. His loyalty was unshakable, and his power was unmatched, even in the park, where the strongest werewolves were revered.

Gar led us out of the house and into my mom’s car. Except Ryan. “Enough with this nonsense!!! I could get her at the snap of a finger….” “Yeah, that’s is you were in your own body but in there, you’re weaker!” Ryan said before he aimed at the leader and threw his knife at him with all the force he could muster. “Foolish!” The leader said pulling a lycan towards his posterior so the knife stabbed him and not he after which the lycan fell to the ground, in ashes and the knife fell with it, out of Ryan’s reach.