Ratchet X Rivet Fic Novels & Stories

"Do you feel that, Celine? The power of our bond, the strength of the pack flowing through us?" I nodded, my voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Alpha. It's incredible.” He smiled, his eyes dark with desire. "Tonight, we'll explore this bond even deeper.” The celebration continued late into the night, with dancing, feasting, and laughter. The bond between Alpha Magnus and me grew stronger, and I felt a deep sense of gratitude for the new life we were building together. His hands were gentle but insistent as he undressed me, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "You are mine, Celine," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "And I am yours."

He held out a hand. She stared at it for a long time. Then took it. His fingers were warm. Steady. But something passed between them as their palms touched—an old ache. Recognition. The pull of the vow thrumming between their skin. She pulled her hand away first. “What now?” she asked. “Now,” Riven said, “we do it again. Tomorrow.” She groaned. “Gods help me.” “They won’t.” She actually laughed. It surprised them both. ---

I ripped it off and read it. "Raven Valkhor slept with half the lacrosse team, that's why she doesn't know who the real father is. She's just pinning it on Dante because he has money." My stomach dropped. This was a new low even for them. "They're lying," Breeze growled. "Everyone knows we've only been with Dante." "It doesn't matter if it's true," I said. "People will believe it anyway." I crumpled the note and shoved it in my bag.

But I still had time. When I performed Brick, Speed and Gretchen’s wedding the feelings got stronger. And stronger still when I helped with Lug and Ailee’s ceremony. But what sent me over the edge was shortly after Ian’s birthday party Ratchet announced that he and Matt got engaged. I could help but feel jealous. I’m the last of my crew. Almost forty years old and still haven’t met the one. My ol’e lady, wife and mother of my children. My prospect is setting down before me. Don’t get me wrong I’m happy for him. Speed and Ratchet have come a long way since they came here. And Ratchet is one hell of a prospect. I have no doubt we will patch him in soon.

Give a guy good head and he'll give you the key to his mind. "Hey Fiona, busy night?" Ratchet asked huskily, not objecting as she made her way behind the bar. She slithered her supple curves against him as she reached to grab a glass, pouring the whisky Brax had a preference for, while replying, "Not busy enough, come find me later, I'm feeling a little horny." Fiona teased with a grin. Judging by the instant tent in his pants, Ratchet was successfully distracted. With the deftness of a magician she stuck her tongue down Ian's throat, at the same time dropping a small tablet into Braxtons drink. When Fiona pulled away, Ratchet could barely form a sentence, much less have the presence of min

"I was hoping to talk to a few people about border cooperation. Our patrol routes overlap near the river." Ryland shrugged. "I'll be straight with you, Selene. I can't be seen doing business with you right now. Nobody here can." "Because of Jaxon." "Because of Jaxon." He set down his cup. "Look, if the man were lovesick about you, that'd actually help him. The whole 'ruthless Alpha has a soft spot for his fated mate' angle? Great for image. People eat that up. Would've softened his reputation, probably helped his campaign." Ryland shrugged. "But that's not the story here. The story is that you rejected him in front of everyone, and he's making it very clear he hasn't forgotten."

“The Hawthorne family name should disappear with us tonight…forever. Take care of my mother and Fera.” “What the hell are you talking about?” Raven panics, growling at Rizz. “I love you.” He says, smiling, and without letting me hear his voice. “No, Riz…” I am sprinting, my lungs burning, the gravel stinging my bare heels as I rush him. But it's too late. He looks at me with an empty glance, and it's a choice, a final decision. There is a sharp gasp as he steps off the stone, not by accident, but on purpose. Raven gives a screech as they fall together. The sound of their bodies hitting nothing, just air, is louder than the scream caught in my throat. I stop at the very edge, staring down at

He took a sip and continued “Kate loves a guy from that college. While helping her hide her secret, Ace and I became friends. When Ralph got to know about it, he became furious and stopped talking to me and Kate.” “Oh boy.” Xavier shook his head. “College students drama. Trust me, I’ve been there.” He let out a chuckle. Then he wrapped his arm around Edwin, saying “No relationship is complete without fights. They are common, especially in love and friendship. The bond you and Ralph have is so strong. Fights are temporary unless we decide to make them permanent. You and Ralph will get along, trust me.” A little confidence built inside Edwin with his words. He smiled and said “Thank you.”

grumbled Trevor, failing the safe, but trying again. “I’ve told you multiple times, I’m not interested in a relationship with you.” “I’d settle for friends with benefits,” suggested Trevor, Raven threw a book at him. “Ouch, I almost had the safe…” “Focus on that.” Raven turned back to the drawer, then she heard a noise. Fuck, she swung over to the office light, flicking it off, and going behind the desk next to Trevor. “What th…” Raven covered his mouth with her hand. “Shh.” The lights in the warehouse turned on. Raven peeked up over the window. She saw four large men walking down from an upstairs area. ‘Fuck.’

“Let’s get you back to the pack house.” “Riven.” I say, causing both of them to glance my way in confusion; so I add, “my name is Riven.” “What a beautiful name.” He smiles, gently pulling me with him. “Oh this is going to get pretty old pretty fast.” Anton whines, following us closely. “I can’t help it.” Jamie chuckles, “she is perfect.” Anton fakes anger. “Yeah make it worse for the guy who hasn’t found his mate yet.”