Rick Riorden Novels & Stories

Deirdre felt disappointed, but she still smiled. "It's okay. I'm just trying my luck. In fact, I understand that even if she really has someone backing her, she won't possibly let you know so easily." Sterling still didn't give up. "Although I don't have much contact with him, I know her senior." "Senior?" "Yes, his name is Ryker Wight." Deirdre was stunned for a moment. The name sounded familiar, and she remembered in hindsight that this man had once had a drink with Brendan, and it was that drink that had caused a scandal and forced Brendan to hold a press conference.

He talks to Hunter, asking for a thorough explanation of the situation. "Maybe it's for the best. As long as you took care of the diner, then we can't do much more for her anymore. She's been nothing but trouble from what I hear. If you ask me, I Dodge a bullet, big time." Hunter says over the phone. "Don't worry. I talked to my dad, he's already informed me that his buddies took care of the situation." Ricky says, making Hunter sigh in relief. Lucian's friends had been able to hack the cameras and make it look like a bear had attacked the men in the diner.

its times like this that makes me like being an introvert less. “Why did you call for us?” I asked when it felt like things were getting out of hand. “Oh, yes, I wanted you both to give Ri a rundown on how things are going with my father. She’s a healer too—” “Ex-healer,” Ri corrected. “Sorry, ex-healer. I thought you could discuss a few things,” Ronan explained. I wasn’t sure what she could contribute at this stage we’ve done a lot already and are waiting for results but you never know. Maybe ex-healer Ri has some tricks up her sleeve.

“I’ll go get her. If she drowns I want the raffle prize.” “Fuck off,” Toni said without heat. Con nodded. “I’ll go.” He lifted a hand at Prue. “Back in a bit.” He pushed through the double doors into the cooler corridor, the smell changing from aerosol and sweat to that sharp clean pool tang. His boots echoed. He jammed his hands into his pockets to stop them shaking. At the pool hall, the door stuck longer than it should have. He shouldered it. It gave. “Jazz?” His voice pinballed and came back thin.

The crowd gasps in horror at the news and conversations start up between little groups when my father raises his hand. "Unfortunately that is not the worst of the news I have to share." He gestures to a man beside him to stand and take the podium. "Hello, my name is Gamma Harrison Kyle of the Summer Valley Pack." He looks broken over the loss of his Alpha and Luna and I'm surprised my father has allowed him here when he should be looking for the rogues that killed them. "When the rogues contacted us to tell the Alpha where to go, he tasked me with protecting his only child and our new Alpha, Cateline. He asked me to bring her here knowing Alpha Abaddon would protect her and aid her if the wo

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

“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.”

"My entire council saw them, Cullen. The drone footage from the canyon is clear enough, but the forged medical records? The bribery? It is a complete disgrace." "Bronson Riordan is a traitor," I stated, leaning back in my thick leather chair. I stared at the ceiling of my private office, listening to the winter wind howling against the thick glass of the windows. "He bought the southern elders, faked a royal heir, and slaughtered his own guards to steal the territory. He has no legitimate claim."

I stood there not sure what to do since my world seemed to be falling apart around me, with nothing or no one to help me catch the pieces. "What happened?" Renae asked and I looked up to see Spain not sure when he got this close, the heavy feeling on my chest continued to grow making it somewhat hard to breath as tears threatened to fall. "Drive-by," he announced and I took a step back resting against the receptionist desk as I felt my body growing weaker, the thought of being without her leaving me immobilized. My eyes fell landing on the blood on his shirt, the sight inflicting emotional pain onto me. I watched as he ran his hand over his face and it took me a couple of seconds to realize

I teased, punching his shoulder, trying to keep things on a more friend basis. “Of course, I missed you. No one to get me in trouble around the ranch with you gone,” Alex smirked. “So what happened? Why are you home early? Your parents wouldn’t tell me,” He questioned. I sighed, not sure how much to even say. “The camp got shut down. The director got outed for accepting bribes from hunters to let them illegally hunt on the property,” I explained the part that wouldn’t really upset him. “What an asshole!” Alex exclaimed. “Indeed. He and his son were getting arrested when we left,” I shrugged before I winced for mentioning Darien. “His son? He was in on it?” Alex asked, grabbing my bags from t