Ratchet X Reader Novels & Stories

Emmett nudges me, and I glance at him. “She didn’t listen.” I glance behind us, and I laugh. Of course, she didn’t. I can see her, just. In trees watching, while I want to tell Grayson to wait, I can’t. Raven is part of this world, and at some point, she will see things. “She fucked me you know, the first week before you got back.” I turn and look at Rizzo in time to see Grayson’s fist slam into his face. “You best pray in your death that we don’t go for your daughter next.” Grayson pulls out the gun.

While kissing him, she moved her thighs up and down against his lap, adding pressure to his erection. Xavier broke the kiss"I wouldn't do that if I were you. You don't want me crazy do you?" he asked and a mischievous grin appeared on Rachael's face. "I want to see you crazy," she uttered, breathing in and out heavily. With little effort, Xavier jacked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as they both head upstairs. While still kissing him, Rachael glimpses Peter and another guard coming down the stairs and she froze. Xavier knew the cause of her reaction, but he didn't care as he continued kissing her on her neck.

Aarya The gentle wind blowing over my hair and the faint buzzing of traffic in the city serve as a white noise machine for me. I’m standing on Xander’s rooftop terrace, enjoying the chilly yet pleasant weather. Xander filed a financial fraud report against Chris and his company. Three days have passed since our encounter at the NFT and the debacle with Chris's attempt to evade arrest. The office is back to normal now that he is in custody. Suddenly, I felt the firm embrace of two muscular arms encircle my waist, pulling me against a solid chest. The familiar, alluring scent of my mate surrounded me. Xander’s voice reached my ears, breaking the silence. “What are you thinking?”

As I’m running for Rachel, something terrible happens. I’m so close, I can sense her. I can feel her. My mate is within reach. But then a solid body slams against me. It’s the alpha of the pack and he’s not going to let me go so easily. I fall to the ground under the unexpected force of his attack. Rachel seems further away than ever. “You’re dead,” he snarls at me. “I’m done with trying to deal with you. Your fate was sealed the moment you dared return here.”

He betrayed me. As I lived through my banishment, my hurt soon turned to anger which further hardened my heart and that anger turned to an unquenchable thirst for revenge. Xander was right. War does change people. END OF BOOK ONE!!!

“You know your family?“ Once it was let out of her lips, she felt it was a stupid question to ask. Xander smiled, his eyes resting in nothing particular as he reflected but she noticed a sad undertone within his eyes. “I have an Aunt and a sister but they are not currently with me. Raven is my little gothic angel, the reason why her clothes are all black, her hair and make-up dark.“ “Would love to meet them someday, who knows they might be less snobbish than you.“ She twitched her eyes at him. He reached out for her cheeks and pinched them slightly, her face instantly expressing her displeasure. “Ow, why did you do that?“She frowned at him, nursing her sore left cheek. “For someone who survi

I picked up my pace, prepping for an attack when suddenly Ryker zapped in like lightning, knocking the wolf off her in one swift, yet powerful blow, knocking him out simultaneously. As I approached them, I noticed another wolf with grey fur racing towards us. Ryker swerved sharply towards Xaviera, she whimpered, backing away. I stepped down, but she swiftly turned on her heel and ran away, the grey wolf following suit. I ran to Ryker as he prowled towards the unconscious wolf, who had begun to shift. Garett caught up with us just after the wolf had shifted into a man. He nudged the unconscious man, pushing him to his stomach and just as expected, a black moon tattoo was carved onto the skin

“She runs an underground clinic for injured shifters. If anyone’s seen these attack victims up close, it’s her.” “Name?” “Romy.” Jaxon nodded once. “And she won’t gut me on sight?” “No promises. You do have that punchable Alpha face.” He smirked. “You know you’re not as charmingly rebellious as you think.” “Says the man whose idea of flirting is kidnapping.” “Flirting?” he said, mock-offended. “Please. I haven’t even begun to flirt.” “Good. Don’t.” They pulled into a narrow alley lined with cracked bricks and neon signs in various languages. Riley climbed out first, scanning the rooftops. Fifth Street had eyes. Always had. You never walked in without being watched.

What could it hurt, after all? "I am a Reaver," I purred, my voice low and smooth. Roxy's eyes widened, a flicker of surprise dancing across her face. I was certain she had stumbled upon the chapters detailing my kind in the book she'd been reading. Three entire chapters were devoted to Reavers, and they were nestled near the beginning of the book. Given that she was now halfway through, I assumed she had already devoured those particular pages.

A few students in nearby aisles had stopped pretending to read; whispers rippled through the stacks like wind through dry leaves. I didn’t flinch. The bond surged, my russet wolf rising in the mental plane with bared teeth, silver one at her side. I could still feel Jason’s seed warm and thick inside me, sliding with every subtle shift of my weight—a filthy, perfect reminder that I was claimed, cherished, *unbreakable*. “Try it,” I said, voice steel wrapped in scholar’s calm. “I’ve faced ravens and councils and come out knotted and glowing. You’re just another pretty obstacle. And obstacles? They burn.”