Rick Riordan Series Novels & Stories

Tightening his grip on his sword, William turned towards his men as the sounds of shouts came from the tree line. "Retreat!" He yelled. Screams from the healers echoed throughout the field, as a few bloody cries rang in his ear. Turning around William was confronted with a Rogue wielding a sword. Swinging the sword above his head, the Rouge aimed down at the Prince with all his might. Before the blade could connect with the Prince and possibly inflict damage, William jumped out of the way just as the blade passed over him. Pulling his sword out of its sheath, he swung towards the Rogue as he tapped into Zor, causing the blade to slice open the Rogue's stomach.

It's been over a week since Ria’s death, and Mason has reclaimed his powers. He was at his strongest now and this was his moment. To tear down the void and unleash his darkness, destroying the world and everyone in it. This was his destiny and what he had desperately waited for for a thousand years. But up to this moment, there has been nothing from him. He had completely gone off the grid. Like he had vanished from the face of the earth.

"Ricardo! I can't live without you, please don't leave me. " Ronin woke up from his sleep, he was thinking about his dream. " Who is this Ricardo, why did this name come into my life and who is it related to Sia? " Ronin inside. " This Rylan and Ronin and those two girls of my dreams are ruining my life. I want to vanish them all, but they are chasing me everywhere. " Ronin was frustrated.

"Esme does not carry the distinct Colson musk. She smells faintly of earth and ash. The distinct scent profile of the Riordan bloodline." I stared at the paper, the black ink burning into my retinas. Riordan. "Bronson," I whispered, the name tasting like poison on my tongue. "Bronson Adolph Riordan." Caomh's trusted Beta. His closest friend. The man who stood right beside him on the dais while I was cast out into the rain.

"Yeah. That one." Cruz took the margarita from my hand and set it on a nearby table. Then he stood behind me and placed his hands on my waist, swaying his body to the music, too. Then he leaned down and kissed the tender skin of my neck just under my ear. "That's River's. He likes motorcycles." Then he turned his attention back to my neck again. "What about the Red Moon?" "The Blood Moon?" he corrected, kissing my neck again. "Uh huh." I was suddenly having a hard time remembering what I was talking about.

Elodie Jax Turner, lead guitarist of Dionysus Rising: the biggest rock band in the world, loved me. I had heard the words, seen his lips form them, but it still didn’t quite compute in my head. Not even the ring he slipped into my palm seemed real. Even when I could see it nestling there — a thick, hammered band of silver. I couldn’t help myself, I kept staring down at it. If I’d had a hand free, I would have pinched myself.

Kent, an Alpha, probably tired and under pressure of taking care of his clans. He probably doesn’t get to enjoy the simpler things in life like the sunsets. So this was why my sister Marianna was sauntering around in her room in an orange dress which reflected back golden light when she moved, because Marianna was right, I always knew what these werewolves liked. The dress was perfect. Marianna looked perfect. Kent won’t know what hit him. “Mother,” I lazily called. When she didn’t answer I yelled, “Mother, get your butt up here now!”

Ryker looked between everyone that was gathered before continuing. “Sara and Leo will team up. Being the two of you are related, you both have a greater bond with each other. The same goes for Julian and Ryan.” He said then stopped talking again as he looked between the others. Ryan Drake, Julian’s twin brother. This was the first time seeing Ryan, other than the picture of him in the folder I had on him. Seeing them stand side by side, it was hard to tell them apart, other than the noticeable scar above Ryan’s left eye.