Kitt Ritter Novels & Stories

Yet, no one dared to question him. Because Ryker Wraithe wasn’t just a wildcard… He was the hunter. The one who eliminated five powerful Alphas during the overnight survival trial. Five different forests. Five separate kills. He didn’t wait for the morning bell, he went from one Alpha to the next, forest after forest, like death itself was bored and looking for sport.

It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t clean — but it was real. Christopher Kane, the trainer, stood in the center of the ring, arms folded across his chest. His broad shoulders, greying hair and stern gaze were as they always had been: authoritative and raw, yet somewhere deep down there vibrated a care he either couldn’t or wouldn’t show. He was the man who had dragged Kai into the underground fighting world — and the only one who could stop him when he went too far. “So you found your way back,” Christopher grunted, his voice rough like stone. “I thought you’d finally pulled yourself out of this muck for good.”

He suggested. “Nah, I’m exhausted.” “Oh come on Arthur Murray, we all know you aren’t one to get tired that easily or even shy away from a challenge. What would you tell your people when they hear their Alpha refused a fight from a mere person like me?” Dennis pushed further. He knew I hated for my ego to be trampled on. “Go on, use me. Use me and cool off the steam. I know you are craving for a real fight and not some training equipment.”

Alaska could produce such profound emotions, you forgot your identity entirely. As I tried the number again, Ritter emerged from the mouth in the bluffs. Standing akimbo against the alcove’s glow, he looked around for a moment before spotting me. I have to admit that, in spite of his hardcore shtick, in spite of the fact that he took his name—which means ‘knight’ in Deutsch—way too seriously as he went nobly forth to subjugate the wild spirit of Germany’s last frontier, I liked Ritter. He had a certain flair that, while a bit long on the cock feathers, had less to do with machismo than a genuine belief in his place among the elements. I knew what he was thinking as his gaze lingered on me, a

“I couldn’t have found you at a worse possible time. I can’t stay, not right now.” “I know. You’re in the middle of an operation, an operation you’re running,” I say to him. I do work for all of the elite warriors, tracking down the people they’re looking for so they don’t waste time hunting for someone who has already moved. Raptor was promoted to his position two years ago and runs a very effective team. He sighs and looks at me. “I’m Kit, codename Raptor. You probably don’t have your codename yet,” he says. He must think I’m a first year.

I ask, aghast. Before he can answer, my father explains, “You must be special to earn a nickname from Katie Pop. She doesn’t offer them freely.” “Well, then I’m honored to be Wriggle,” Riggs says to Katie with his fist over his heart and offers her a mock bow of his head like some medieval knight or fairytale prince. This guy is too good to be true. Carter walks in, making a beeline for the coffee like he has been doing every morning while I get the kids ready for school. He doesn’t seem to notice the extra people this morning, and his ribs have a compression bandage wrapped around them.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

Doria, Nikolas's lover, was the only one who seemed to be struggling to hide her dislike for me. In the room, it was like I didn't exist anymore to Nikolas. His undiluted attention was focused on his mother. So were most of his cutting remarks. If I didn't know better. I would never believe the duo were a mother and son. I knew Nikolas was rather infamous for his ruthlessness in business world. Not to mention that my sister had suffered from that foul attitude, but I believed it was nothing compared to his nastiness towards his mother. I would have actually felt some semblance of pity for Lilika Sica if the woman wasn't such a spitfire herself. She had the perfect clap back for every of Niko

“Remi! I found him!” “Who Jade?” “My mate! It’s Beta Taylor Williams!” “Is that a good thing?” “Yes! He’s fucking hot!” Jade laughed. “I’m happy for you both Jade!” Screaming over the music. Taylor always seemed nice. He was very tall, not as tall as Alpha Wyatt but close. He has teal eyes and really blonde hair. Jade found her mate and he’s good looking an nice, so I’m relieved she was blessed by the moon goddess. Jade is an Omega, so his rank is a good thing as well for Jade. I hope my mate is kind and handsome as well. Whenever I do find him, if I get lucky soon after I turn 18.