Raiden X Novels & Stories

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

Match that with my over-all nerdy look, you can guess how many times I get asked for an ID at clubs and other events. The two interns walk ahead of me and just as I exit the studio, I bump into something tall and hard. And surprisingly the tall and hard something smells heavenly too. “I’m sorry!” I apologize before anything else. I give a little bow as well still not knowing who I bumped into. “Don’t be in such a hurry Keira, you’ll hurt yourself.” It was Aiden. Sweet, tall, and beautiful, Aiden. He’s one of the rappers and head of Raze’s production team. This man is the brain behind most of Raze’s hits.

The commander and top ADC in the Philippine server is Ren Ishikawa, the president of XIX Tier Gaming's son. Ren looks bored as he replies, "I always looked like this, Hayden." “Oh? Really?” Hayden apologized while attempting to lighten the situation. Ren simply shook his head and carried on with his Rubik's game. “How long do you intend to play that, dude?” Hayden remarked, "You never solve that anyway, " causing Ren to give him a lethal glare. “What?” Hayden inquired naively. "Just because you are good at one game doesn't mean you are good at all games."

“Marcus Reid doesn’t just walk out of prison without serious backing. And who shows up at my hospital bed smirking like he knew this would happen? Xane.” Ryder rubbed a hand down his face. “Are you even listening to yourself?. There’s zero connection. Xane wasn’t even in town when Reid got locked up.” “That you know of,” I shot back. My wolf rumbled low in agreement. He knew. He enjoyed seeing us broken. “What if he was in town and we weren't aware yet?” Ryder shook his head. “Man, I hate that cocky bastard as much as you do, but even this feels like a stretch.”

“Rancid left you something.” Nitro stood up and walked to the back of the room and opened a door. He disappeared inside and returned a few minutes later with a large box, one that would hold an expensive dress. He placed the box on the table in front of Jake and sat down again. Jake opened the box and pulled out the black leather jacket. It felt heavy in his hands and he turned it over. On the back, etched onto the leather, was a burning phoenix with his road name, ‘Wrath’, beneath it. Jake swallowed the lump away and looked at Bandit. “Fucking Rancid,” he said, and everyone burst out laughing.

To think that even Jack would be so interested in her reward. “Rights to Raiden. That is what I will get if I complete this mission flawlessly.” Kylie informed the mob, and their mouths opened wide in shock. Raiden, the flashy vehicle that Aiden used, was a state-of-the-art technological marvel that was honestly, wasted in the hands of Aiden. Raiden had a fully functional AI, complete with modern firearms and protective mechanisms that made it such that no one other than those approved to use it could start the vehicle. Raiden was vastly expensive, so much so that even with the Lion King tribe’s vast resources, they were unable to create more than a few of its kind. Apart from Raiden, the on

In Raiden's mind, there was always some attractive women available who weren't in his employ and he had the self-control to over-look as many as he wanted. "This is my associate, Braylen Adams." Raiden moved to the side to expose his partner behind him. Emery didn't know how she had missed this man entering. He was no Raiden De Ville, but if there was to be a runner up, the spot would surely be his. He seemed warmer, a smile instant as he took her hand in his. "It's my pleasure, Ms. James." The parties seated themselves, the room silenced as Raiden checked his cell. Without looking up from the screen he questioned. "You have an assistant?"

Before I could answer, Raiden suddenly lifted his phone. His expression turned serious. “Look at this.” Both Zayden and I looked over. Raiden turned the screen toward us. “Her fight finally appeared.” My stomach tightened immediately. Minutes passed before anybody spoke. Then Raiden pointed to the name. “And just like I suspected.” His eyes lifted to mine. “You’re fighting Carl from the Moon Water Pack.”

His eyes were filled with wonder as he gazed upon my sister. "Beautiful," he whispered, running his fingers along her arms. He traced the outline of her tattoos, making her shiver in happiness. I let out a low growl, feeling it cruel of him to touch her like that if he was just going to reject her. Raya placed her hand on my arm, shaking her head at me. Was I wrong? "What is your name?" He asked her. "Drusilla Ravenwood," she answered bravely, keeping her head up. I could see the pleading in her eyes. The absolute need in her soul for him to accept her.