Rider Robo Novels & Stories

Robi shouted. He took out his wallet from his pants pocket and threw several dollar bills at their faces. "Enough, right?" Robi asked sternly. The two individuals quickly picked up the scattered money with triumphant smiles, while Robi left with an annoyed expression. "Damn humans!" cursed Robi as he continued walking away from the useless duo. "Damn! I failed to trap Devan!" Robi exclaimed while punching the wall next to him. "I have to find another way; I won't let him inherit more than me," Robi continued.

Kade asked suddenly, not looking up from his drawing. "I've been racing since I was sixteen," Ryker said, and his voice came out rougher than he intended. "Do you?" "I love it," Kade said, finally looking up with eyes that were identical to Ryker's wolf. "Mom won't let me ride yet but I know all the riders' names and their times and everything." Something twisted in Ryker's chest because this was his son, talking about motorcycles with the same passion Ryker had at that age. "Your mom's smart to keep you safe," he said. "Bikes are dangerous."

The Riders were legends in between half myth, half nightmare. The lead bike stopped a few feet away. Its rider swung a boot to the ground, pulling off his helmet. Dark hair spilled free. Steel-gray eyes glinted cold under the moon. A scar carved on his right brow, stark against tanned skin. Axel Voss. Alpha of the Moonburn Riders. Raven’s stomach dropped. Every warning she’d ever heard about him whispered through her mind. Ruthless. Unstoppable. Dangerous. But none of that mattered. Because the second his eyes locked on hers, the wolf inside Raven went still, whispering one word in a voice that shook her bones.

He was in a hurry to go to RK when his driver’s car broke down on the way to pick him up. “Sir, you’re going to RK Bar, correct?” Monique Xander felt a chill down her spine as she could sense a cold gaze on her. “Yes.” His voice was deep like a cello, magnetic, and pleasant. ‘He has an alluring voice, I could get pregnant just from listening to him.’ Monique Xander could not help but throw a glance at the rearview mirror. The man in the mirror was slouched against the car seat as he rested with both his eyes shut.

It is the strange man I first saw in Ramsey’s house, the leader of the rogues. “Luna.” He says with a mocking bow when he spots me. Against my better judgment, I decide to have a conversation with him. “I’ve seen you around so many times and I still don’t know your name.” The rogue takes out a lighter from his pocket and lights the cigarette in his mouth. “Ryder.” He says, blowing smoke in my direction. “You’re not supposed to smoke here.” I say, waving away the smoke he blew my way. “Sorry.” He says but doesn’t put out the cigarette.

“Anyway, he was pretty mad when he showed up and I wasn’t trying to capture Nat. I don’t even know how to do that, Cutter.” “Rider was mad?” His eyebrows were knit together, which Ru found reassuring. Maybe she wasn’t crazy for thinking she couldn’t bring Nat down singlehandedly. Before she could respond, there was a rippling noise in the air next to her, and Ru looked up to see Rider standing there, next to the bed. Though it wasn’t him exactly. He was nearly see-through, like a hologram or an apparition. It startled her, and she threw herself backward, smacking her head on the headboard. Cutter looked torn between addressing the situation with Rider and making sure she was okay, but she wa

Robert smirked, he faced Roger and said. "I don't just want your 2022 BMW K 1600 GTL Black Storm Metallic bike, I want three days off from the races but you'll still send my payment for each racing night with an increase," Robert said, "Is that all? Then deal." Roger quickly accepted, he knew he was going to win the race because before he became the boss's representative, he was once a champion. Robert left him to go meet Ruth, "I have something to tell you but don't get angry and trust me, please." Robert said, Ruth looked at him suspiciously, her eyes squinted.

I would not beg. A motorcycle engine cut through the air, slow and deliberate. The sound pulled everyone's gaze toward the center of the yard. A sleek, black bike rolled forward, and my breath caught in my throat. The rider moved with a calm that spoke of power and control, as if the world bent around him. He dismounted with unhurried control. Kade Cross, they called him Ruin.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

She doubted that Azrael was selfless in this cruel and selfish world. "Because you were found near my territory and If you complete the shift, you will become one of our kind. If I leave you on your own, there is a high chance you'd never make it out of the woods. Besides, I am not exactly sure but from the events you have described, it seems there are a few more people involved in the attack on you. Those wolves that helped you, the ones with red eyes, are called Rogues and they aren't very helpful or sane as a matter of fact. But according to you, they not only saved you from Richard but also disposed you near our borders, which means they have been roaming around the woods undetected by