روايات وقصص ضمن Riding With Evil

As a travelling merchant, he used to tell her that caravans rather entered the woods and tried their luck with bandits and wild animals than take a shortcut through those ruins. “I know only a little…something about two brothers. The one named Maxwell was pure and kind and the other one named Boris was filled with hate and vengeance. The story doesn’t end well. Maxwell had gifts. He could see into the future. But Boris…he was a dark magic practitioner. Delving deeper into black magic, he made a deal with a devilish entity that made him both powerful and vicious. He raised a small number of followers and planned a coup. He was discovered by Maxwell who then banished him and his small number o

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

The cloth on my body was ripping off while fur start to emanate from my skin. *** ROSALVA'S POV; ★ Through my vision, I could see the idiot and pathetic man who I had wanted to kill, coming to my pack. My eyes blazed with fire and fury. I cursed out hitting my hands against the wall. Not long after, I felt my body becoming tense. The mate bond was pulling me into an uncomfortable position. I could sense that my mate was in trouble and my wolf wanted us to go on a run so we could save him. Even, if he was my mate, I do not like him and wouldn't want him to be around me.

There was barely anything written about the Hybrid apart from a very old scroll dictating the prophecy: A war-born child comes to thee The dark and light side of the moon it’ll be Blood of a Vampire, and a Lycan’s venom On a red moon they’ll have one kind claim them And every and all shall fall on their knees To the child of all darkness, all darkness is free Zeeb grunted after re-reading the prophecy, “Does this mean all evil will be released once this child is born? “Hmm, not when the child is born.” Remus answered. “When it ascends, which should be on a Red Moon. At least that’s how I understood it.” Fridolf took the scroll and read it again. “That will make sense as to why the Cold Ones

Keys in hand, engine roaring to life with a growl that matched the one in my chest. I reversed out fast, tires crunching gravel, gates swinging open on sensors. The road stretched dark ahead—hours to the estate, but I’d make it in less. Headlights cut through the trees, speed climbing. I gripped the wheel tighter as I sped down the winding road toward my parents’ estate, the Rover eating up miles in the dead of night. The compound was hours away, far enough that most pack members rarely visited unannounced, but Father’s words had lit a fire under me. I wasn’t letting him anywhere near Eve. Not tomorrow. Not ever.

I replied, the smile I gave him sharpened at the edges. He chuckled, slow and easy, like he didn’t see the poison under the lace. His breath reeked of top-shelf whiskey, and I wondered if he was half-drunk or just naturally reckless. The MC chaplain, tatted from collar to wrist with eyes that seemed to have witnessed hell, stepped forward. He started reciting the vows, but the words all blurred into background noise. My eyes swept the crowd. Crimson Fangs on the left. Iron Revenants on the right. Leather cuts. Hard stares. No one trusted anyone.

The momentum of the car caused it to skid right into the river. I opened the door to find Ethan swimming toward the trunk. I approached him and grabbed his arm. "Honey, I'm cramping up!" He glanced at me and then at the sinking car. I pretended not to see his panicked expression and dragged him down with me. Whenever he tried to swim up, I would drag him down further and further. After this back and forth, both of us became exhausted and were now choking on water. The comments flooded my vision. "Oh, my god! The trunk is locked! Ava can't open it from inside!"

“But Zee and Scars are cool with the babies hitching a ride.” “They – really?” Briley was surprised; she’d assumed that the wedding was a closed thing, for Road Devils members only. She knew that Wolf was off to Utah soon, ready to hand himself over to that fucking snake Viper Grant, and the MC was on high alert, locked down and suspicious of outsiders. She’d been prepared to be alone for the weekend, and she totally understood that. “Are they sure?”

We emerged onto a rooftop where a helicopter sat waiting, its rotors already beginning to spin. “Oh God,” I muttered. They loaded me into the helicopter, strapping me into a seat near the door. Dorian climbed in beside me, still holding the gun casually in one hand. “Ever flown before?” he asked conversationally as we lifted off. “Not like this,” I managed. The city fell away beneath us, lights twinkling in the darkness. The flight felt both endless and far too short. My mind spun with everything Dorian had told me. Werewolves. Calder was a werewolf. That explained so much, the inhuman strength, especially when he was pressing against me.

She spilt the words. His finger stopped moving but he didn't lift it. When he didn't say anything. She looked up at him. His face wasn't hard anymore. He was just staring at her. She gazed in his green eyes. She felt his thumb moving again, " No, " He said. A broad smile spread on her lips. He inclined in more closer that his hot breath was fanning her pink lips, " I rule the evil, babe, not weak people. " He said impassively.