Phantom Greer Rivers Novels & Stories

Noah reaches forward and shakes Lexon's hand. "I'm Noah, I'm the Luna here of River Pack." Noah said. Noah looked at him confused when Lexon raised his eyebrow at him. Noah raised an eyebrow at Lexon, when he noticed the vampire was sniffing him. Lexon's nose continued to flare, as he sniffed quite loudly, and his head moved closer to Noah, bending down to sniff him. Lexon looked at Noah confused, and shocked. "You smell... very good!" The vampire said, grabbing Noah's arm and pulling him closer, dropping his head to sniff Noah better.

There was time for that; I just had to learn to be patient. Finally, I think her wolf was slightly tired and slowed. I know my wolf was. Her wolf cuddled up next to mine as we basked in the moonlight. I could hear the river flowing close by. We were called the Lost River pack for a reason, the river flows underground, and nobody knows where it flows out. It was one of the many mysteries of this land.

It is the only way to request a job be done by me since there is no way to reach me, a precaution I took to avoid being assassinated or discovered myself. No one knows what I look like and no one knows where I live. The name given to me at birth, Tessa, was buried that day ten years ago when I began running. Instead, I use many different aliases for the purchase of my many safehouses scattered around the Underworld. I’ve developed my costume over time, and I’d like to think I look pretty badass. I wear a skintight, full body, black outfit. A mask always covers the sharp features of my face, only revealing my piercing emerald-green eyes which are cast in the shadow of a black hood I wear. I h

Father, pale as paper, touched my face and smiled. "Eli, wait a little longer. Just one more day." But on the third night, I never saw Father come back. Instead, the guards took me to the pavilion. At a glance, I saw Father being held in place. Adrian stood beside Mother with a smug curl on his lips, directing guards to dig beneath the old peach-tree stump where my aunt's remains were buried. "The diviner said the thing beneath this ground is the reason my body grows weaker by the day. Dig carefully. Don't miss a single inch."

It was unbelievable how late in the evening and early people gambled on those machines. She decided to meet with Damon this morning before she headed South to Colorado. They met by the gas station close to her hotel to say goodbye. Damon was intrigued by River. He admired her strength, intelligence, fierceness, and beauty. If he wasn’t with his girl, he would have loved to have met her before even if she was 8 years younger than him. However, he loved his girl and River’s true love was out there waiting for her. Corny? Probably, but it was the truth, he thought.

Riversane's might To move ahead with his job of centuries-old He gathered the souls and moved Towards the burning Styx A carrier ready to travel across But startled he stopped To see another hooded figure Riding the river unabashedly And stalking his moves very minutely. Pepper Rei didn't know how else to greet the messenger of death With an army of lost souls crowding behind him So she took it upon herself To sail the carrier in the flaming sea And felt very satisfied to see Mr. Riversane surprised and dare she say

His promises to me were as fragile as bubbles, vanishing into thin air. When I was ten, the River family adopted me. My father and Rowan's dad, Patrick River, had been good friends. When my father was diagnosed with cancer, he entrusted me to Patrick before he passed. When I first arrived at the Rivers household, everyone except Patrick was cold to me. Since I was adopted, the maids and even Rowan's mother thought it was unnecessary to show me any respect. I had to tiptoe around, just trying to survive in that house.

"Me too, Ry. But they wouldn't want you to cry today. Go greet Gonzalo with a smile. He deserves that much.” River summoned up a weak smile and wiped away the remaining tears. She stood up and looked at her reflection with a soft gasp. Her Auburn hair was braided and adorned with tiny silver beads that cascaded down her back like a waterfall. The emerald dress hugged her curves perfectly, and her eyes sparkled with nervous excitement. "See?" Echo beamed. "You have Mama's curves and fire. Now go knock 'em dead." River laughed. “Don't worry, I'll be a perfect picture of omega charm." She hugged Echo goodbye.

- The landline rings, shaking River out of his mental ramble as he rummages through emails on his laptop. He stands, then walks towards the table to pick up the phone and glances at the number on the screen, baffled by the thought of who could be calling. “Hello?” River rests the phone against his ear, unaware that his day was about to change. “Hello, Mr. Kennedi, this is Grace Keller from Black & Co.” the woman’s voice chirps on the other end of the line, and River’s brows scrunch up in limpid bafflement.

Having tapped in the top number, she takes a breath and presses call. It only rings two times before McKenzie answers it. “Hello” he answers “oh sexy voice” Realm says “it’s River, sorry I never thought I’d be calling you, but I’m in a bit of a bind” she tells him. “River, hi, where are you? I’ll come get you” he offers straight away. “See, mate would never turn us down” Realms says smugly. River sighs and tries to ignore her.