Rick Riordan Wiki Novels & Stories

Riordan’s eyes gleamed with hope and stared at Thomas for a long time. To increase Riordan’s confidence in him, Thomas added, “Aside from the identity that I mentioned earlier, I am also the God of War from the west coast, in charge of thousands of troops. I believe I am capable enough to solve your problem.”

“Let him know that I called, okay?” “Yes.” Christian replied before Gabriel hung up. His mind was still in-between two rocks when the door to his study was thrown wide opened as a man in his thirties walked in, claded in a cream suit and white hat. He had dragon tattoos all over the side of his neck and on the lips of his mouth was a thin stick of cigar which he puffed heavily on. Riel was his name. The leader, the most ruthless mafia gang in the mafia world and also his freaking business partner.

the man asked his assistant. The assistant bowed. “Yes, sir. He’s a powerful man in America. But his life is always kept out of the media. He doesn’t like publicity.” The man glared at his assistant. “Tell me, who is he?” “Draco Riordan. He owns Riordan Group—one of the biggest companies in America. At the auction, he used the name Nigel—his personal assistant,” the assistant replied, instantly making the man’s expression even darker with suppressed rage

Livie’s POV The rest of the morning, Molly, Selene, and I talked. Mostly them, but still. I learned that Rick also lost his mom through a rogue attack. He and Molly were just weeks old when that happened, so they have absolutely no memory of her. If it weren't for pictures his dad kept, they would have never learned what she looked like, but from what Molly tells me, she was beautiful.

How had his quiet, yet splendid life become a never-ending night filled with unknown creatures and supernatural happenings? “Who are you?” Riyin jumped to his feet, almost crashed face forward to the ground, regained his balance, then turned around towards the voice. A tall man stood a few paces from him, his face shielded behind a hooded robe. Riyin couldn’t make out much from him, and the only way he even was a man was from his deep voice. “Riyin,” he said in a shaky voice. What if this was another witch? Should he have told him his name?

She moaned his name as she came hard. It was magnificent, her entire body free-falling into the well of desire before her vision finally cleared and she found that Adrian had grown still inside her with his cock still hard as iron. “What did you just say?” He asked and she frowned, her mind whirring back. “What do you mean?” She came so hard she might have screamed whatever came to her mind. “Who the fuck is Riordan?!” Adrian exploded and ice cascaded down her spine. He pulled out and she grabbed her shirt, backing away from him as she shrugged it on.

I would not allow myself to be swayed by Riordan. I had to remind myself again of the type of man he was and why getting close to him was extremely dangerous. He was the reason a lot of wolves were homeless. Riordan was cruel, he tore parents apart from their children. Killed without mercy. He lacked empathy. Arrogant and thought the world belonged to him. That was what earned him the infamous name—the psychotic Rogue King. I could still remember how I trembled in fear when Riordan sent a threatening letter to our pack out of nowhere.

she announced making me smile, as I remembered the name she mentioned being her best friend's. "And why is that?" "One, so I can leave when I want to, and two, just in case you're like a rapist or something" She explained her words amusing me. "Do I look like a rapist?" "No but you can never tell, look at Ed Kemper for instance" "Who?" "Ed Kemper, he was a serial killer," "What?" "You don't know who the coed killer is?" She asked in disbelief as if my lack of knowledge of man was disrespectful.

I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead as he moved closer to me. “Who is Riya?” “Oh, Riya?. She's Someone I met at the heaven’s gate before the moon goddess asked me to go back” “What are you saying?You met who?” He suddenly looked pale, flushed white like he just saw a ghost. “I saw Riya at the heaven's gate, she's the prettiest ghost I've ever seen.” Lucians fingers were shaking, he continued to wipe the sweat off his hand on his pants. He folded his fist, then released it to wipe on his pants again.

“I’ll get him on it tonight.” Ciara looked up at me, eyes still red but clearer than before. “Wolf? As in… Kat’s husband?” I nodded. “He’s family. And he’s loyal. If we ask, he’ll put his best man on Siobhan’s past and Maeve’s medical records.” Nonno grunted. “Good. We need someone outside the Ricci name. Someone who can move quietly.” Papa crossed his arms. “Wolf’s hacker — Ghost — is discreet. No digital footprint. No trail. If there’s anything to find, he’ll find it.”