Riley Biers Twilight Novels & Stories

he asked, and he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering a second too long. I saw the change in the air before I heard it, because the room suddenly went dead silent and the temperature seemed to drop ten degrees as Riley emerged from a group of boosters. He wasn't smiling anymore and his shoulders were bunched up under his suit jacket, and I could hear the low, dangerous vibration in his chest that meant his wolf was seconds away from taking the lead. "Get your hand off her, Silas, unless you want to spend the rest of the season learning how to hold a stick with a broken wrist," Riley said, and his voice was so deep it made the glass in my hand rattle.

I swallowed hard, not knowing if I should at least smile at him or not. I quickly looked away and started swaying my hips to the music. Lucy kept dancing like no one was watching her and she was pretty good at it while I was standing in the middle awkwardly not knowing how to dance or do anything. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulders and turned around to find one of my classmates smiling down at me. It was Tyler Whittman from the football team. "You are Riley Adams, right?" he asked, making me scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. I've noticed him hanging out with Tristan and his crew a couple of times but I had no idea why he was talking to me. Tristan promised me that his friends wouldn't bot

Elias’s thumb circled her clit as he ground against her. “Cum for me again. Let the spirits hear how good I make you feel.” She shattered once more, pulling him into a deep kiss as he filled her with a second load. By the time they finished the investigation hours later, Riley was thoroughly wrecked, covered in sweat, cum leaking down her thighs, marked with bites and fingerprints. Elias pulled her close as they packed up their gear at dawn. “Best investigation yet,” he murmured, kissing her forehead. “You’re stuck with me now, Riley. Haunted houses, demons, whatever comes next… I’ll protect you and fuck you through all of it.”

Riley crossed her arms. "You weren't there," he shouted, throwing his hands up angrily. "There was no other way to save Ardal. Tell me you wouldn't do anything to save Greta." "I wouldn't-" Riley began, before stopping and pursing her lips. Her eyes were lost in thought before she shook her head and met Kadeem's gaze. "Yeah, I don't know - maybe!" she relented. "I get the power of the werewolf mate thing - But this is still fucked up!"

When she saw Riley still busy taking care of her, she could only resign herself and close her eyes. Only when Riley stood up did Alessia voice the thoughts of everyone present. "Brother, can you explain what's going on between you and Bianca?" As Alessia spoke, Riley seemed to realize there were others present. He pushed his glasses up, straightened his clothes, and only after tidying himself up, did he turn to Grandma Carter, Brenda, Dominic, and the others, bowing formally to them. "Old Lady Carter, Mrs. Carter, I—Riley Sinclair, formally request that you marry Bianca to me."

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning. I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining. Tyler’s teasing voice rang out. “Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.” “You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

she said, shutting off her phone and making her way to the hall. Riley and Bella made their way into the woods, searching for Hazel, but all they could hear were the creaking of crickets and the rustling of leaves beneath them due to the cool evening breeze. They kept walking between the tall trees, glancing backward with each step until they collided their backs with something hard. “Argh!” Bella turned around to see she had collided with someone and then covered her mouth with both hands when she saw it was Riley. She hit him multiple times across the chest in a gentle but sharp manner.

Hannah stated. Carlo was Hannah’s boyfriend, and they lived together like a couple. Twilight couldn't go back to her old apartment—she knew he would find her. A knock interrupted their conversation. Hannah rose from the bed and went to open the door while Twilight shifted her focus back to her studies. “I need to see Twilight.” Twilight froze at the familiar deep voice. Oh God. “Twilight?” Hannah flashed her a teasing smile. “A handsome man is here looking for you.” Twilight bit her lip, taking a deep breath before standing and approaching the door.

The morning light shines in through the crack in the dark green curtains that cover the bay window in Riley's room. It stirs Riley from her deep sleep, where she lays on her stomach on top of her queen size bed with her duvet tossed to the foot of the bed in a heaping mess. Her long, brown, naturally wavy hair flows in different directions as she peeks and shields her eyes from the sun. She had been dreaming of her 20th birthday that was coming up, which would signify her spot in the pack, and the first time she were to shift.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d