Riley Rasmussen Novels & Stories

The door to my cell clangs open, and Kelly steps inside, flanked by two guards who keep their hands close to their weapons. She looks different now—more disheveled than usual, her pristine robes stained with what looks suspiciously like blood. Her pale eyes are bright with a mixture of frustration and anticipation, and there's a cruel smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Hello, Rachel," she says, her voice honey-sweet with false concern. "I trust you've had time to reconsider your position? Perhaps the sounds from the interrogation chamber have helped clarify the stakes for you?" She gestures casually toward the direction where Elias's screams originated, and I have to fight to keep m

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

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No one else in the small area near the reception desk seems to noticed, already too used to the basics of their back. I, on the other hand, look slightly insane as I try take note of the secrets of the Wisdom Pack. Not many people can just get in here without special invitation. Lucky Rylan is an Alpha, and knows one. "We go straight upstairs," Rylan murmurs in my ear, catching attention. "Don't make eye contact with any of them."

And right now looking through the yards and seeing guards training,she couldn't wait to get refreshed. Riley pierce the specialist and as the boss like to call him ”VORTEX”. He was the clan's most talented hacker. One time he had hack the Rome's biggest bank just to get back at the president for his hate speech about blacks. Yeah,he was a dark guy. So what??... He's just a Canadian.

“Who’s that lady? You talk her up so much that I’m getting curious. Riley, I’m your close friend, yet I’ve never heard you mention her.” Without a second thought, Rex blurts out, “She is Amanda Courtney. Beautiful name, right? I bet you can’t resist her charm. Trust me. She could rival any celebrity known for their look. She’s…” “Enough! We’re still playing golf, so stop talking about irrelevant people.” Riley cuts Rex off abruptly. The slight curve of his lips vanishes, and an icy chill seems to settle around him. His voice crashes down like thunder. His expression darkens, like storm clouds gathering.

And just as I was scanning him, a woman who looked very similar to Rachel alert from the back, in a red dress, walked towards him and hugged and kissed his lips. WTF is going on in here, he is with Rachel and now he is with someone else. I was about to kick the hell out of him when Rachel walked in hugging the woman too, and when I saw her face, the woman was none other than. "What are you doing here?" I walked towards, without even caring about Rachel seeing me. "Jayce," I cheered, hugging myself. "Meet Daniel my boyfriend and Rachel her sister," "Sister," I shouted, the last word louder than I accepted to and the eyes of people around the restaurant turned to me.

She's someone I think fits my ideal type" Rhys responded bluntly and Riley squinted her face. "What do you want and who are you?" "He's Christian Asher close friend" Laura said and Riley's eyes widened for a second before she adjusted her posture. She let out a bow. "Evening sir" She greeted, politely. "What? You don't have to do that" Rhys said with a chuckle. "I'm Riley, Miss's Manager, nice to meet you sir" She greeted again, politely. "Oh, hi, I'm Rhys, Rhys Keystone" He said.

“People smile when they are happy. Cassy smiles when her Ma makes her a new dress, or makes her a new braid, or when her father pats her head. Riley gets none of that. I don’t even have a Ma, so why should I smile?” “Cassy? Who’s that?” His frown deepened. He had never had a good memory. “Pa, that’s the daughter of the family next door. She’s my friend and her ma brings us food sometimes.” He nodded. “Oh. So...” his frown returned. “Who’s Riley?” Ouch. “Me. I’m Riley.” I tapped my chest.

I wanted not to be alone anymore, not to feel the gaping hole in my heart that told me I would never fill the space left by the absence of the family I lost. I heard soft feet shuffling in my direction, and the scent of jasmine engulfed my senses. I turned as Riley came into view. Dressed in khaki shorts, a white shirt, and black boots. She looked more like a great explorer than a young woman foraging in the forest. Her blonde locks bounced back and forth as she surveyed our surroundings for danger.