Riley Rasmussen Novels & Stories

Dangerous. “Locker room’s one thing. This?” He gestured vaguely at the three of them. “This is different. You both know that.” Before anyone could answer, the tunnel door banged open. In walked Riley — the 20-year-old rookie winger they’d called up two weeks ago. Lanky, baby-faced, wide blue eyes, still carrying that new-dog energy. He froze when he saw them. “Uh… morning, boys. Coach said optional but I figured—”

Riley suddenly gasped, cutting her mother's words off. "Why? What's wrong Riley?" She asked her as she held her hand in worry. Riley didn't reply, she pulled out her hands from Madison's and stood up, shakily walking towards the small TV in the room. She gasped in horror when she read the news headline. Not believing it, she turned up the volume of the TV. POPULAR ALPHA OF THE CRESCENT MOON PACK, LIAM RUSSEL WAS FOUND DEAD IN ONE OF HIS MANSIONS OUTSIDE OF HIS PACK TODAY AFTER COMMITING SUICIDE.

Riley is my name . Dark skinned , long crinkly black hair , pink lips , hazel orbs and medium height . My best friend is Johan Mills, I have a brother and I'm in high school , senior year . My parents always consider me a disappointment and the black sheep so I moved to a boarding school to avoid them. I met Johan three days after arriving in high school and trust me he is the best. We've been through so much and he even knows me better than my brother . My parents have always been a pain in the neck so don't blame me ever for any thing I do when I'm with them .

Grayson tightens his grip on my hand while he waits for me to continue talking. I sigh. "His name is Reilly." "He was my partner, for a long time. What I didn't know, was that he was secretly working to get me to lead an uprising against all the Packs. I wanted an uprising, but mainly against Kaden. Instead I was fueling something greater, and I hate myself for it..." Grayson skids to a stop. I pause, wanting to listen more to the sound of the soft breeze blowing through the leaves than his scolding voice. But his answer surprises me.

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

Every pack leader was around and only Alpha Ashton has not shown his face. Many of the ladies were starting to feel restless. They had dressed up simply because they wanted to impress that one person, but if he did not even come, what was the need of looking all glorious? They approached Lily, who had assured them again and again that Alpha Ashton will definitely come. "How come we don't see him?" "Maybe he was held up somewhere but I'm sure he will show up," Lily assured, but deep down she was feeling restless. Although she already had a mate and was about to be crowned luna, she couldn't control her thoughts from having some wishful thinking.

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

“I caused it….I am so selfish…he just asked me to help him by getting married to James Russo…but I..I ran away…today I returned and got to know the heart attack…. I am so selfish….Leo said I don’t understand the word family…he is right…ugh! I don’t know how to solve this matter…” I let out a sob and Selena was quick to engulf me in a tight hug. “So who is this guy again?” Emerald asked as she opened g****e on her mobile. “James. James Russo….” I spit it out. I am so hating this dude. “Oh my goods! This man is freaking hot and so damn rich!” Emerald gushed out making me roll my eyes۔. “Show! Show!” Selena left me and grabbed the cell phone from Emerald’s hand.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.