Novel & Cerita Riley Sager Kindle

My shadows surged instinctively, pooling at my feet like ink spilling from a shattered bottle, hissing with predatory intent. “Step away from her,” I growled, the shadows rising behind me like wings. Silas smiled—calm, infuriatingly superior. “You’re late, Kael. She’s already read the terms and conditions. Turns out, your fine print is a bit of a deal-breaker.” I ignored him. My eyes never left Riley. “Riley,” I said, my voice fracturing around her name. “Give me the dampener. You don’t know what it’s doing to you. It’s starving the anchor. It’s tearing you apart from the inside.”

She jabbed her finger down the hallway like she was summoning the ghost of vindication. “You owe me fifty bucks, Alex!” From the kitchen came the sound of Alex’s soul evacuating his body through his vocal cords. “AGHHH, dammit to hell!” I stared at them both, brain buffering like shitty campus WiFi. “Wait, what the actual fuck? You were betting on me?” “Yup.” Riley was practically vibrating with smug satisfaction, propping her rainbow-striped socks on our coffee table like she was claiming territory. “I said you were definitely seeing someone. Alex thought you were just paying for premium Snapchat content and crying yourself to sleep.”

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

“You left the door open.” Cade took a step forward, gun raised. “Don’t move.” “Still playing soldier?” Riley mocked. “You were always better at pretending than fighting.” “Riley—” Lila began. “Don’t,” Riley interrupted, her eyes flashing. “Don’t use that name like it means something. You buried Riley the day I disappeared.” Cade’s jaw clenched. “You want to talk, or start shooting?” Riley laughed, soft and eerie. “I’m not here to fight. I’m here to finish what The Circle started.”

I can smell them. Riley steps out from behind a copse of trees, a wide grin on her face. “I see you brought the gold.” “I don’t see my son,” I reply testily. “Oh, Rafey. We both knew this was a trap. I can’t even believe you came. Of course, your son isn’t here,” Riley laughs. That’s all I need to hear. I leap down from the carriage and launch myself at her. If I’m going down, I’m taking her with me.

I really had no idea how to keep up a conversation with such a hot guy, and every word was a struggle. “How old are you?” I finally asked, since I couldn’t think of anything else. “Seventeen,” he answered. “Really!? Me too.” “So is this a new school year for you?” “Yeah,” I replied. “Maybe we’ll be in some of the same classes.” “Nah, I’m home-schooled. My mom is a bona-fide control freak, and—” He was cut short when Julie yelled, “Taylor!” adding, “I feel sick. I think I’m gonna pass

After all, Riley had broken through to the Saint Realm first, and his strength and cultivation had reached the late stage of the First Level Saint. In addition, Riley was one of the five true disciples of the sect, a prodigy of the sect, and had a Nine-Yang Body Constitution. He had magical powers, martial arts, and spiritual treasures and elixirs. As the prodigy of the sect, fighting across borders was a piece of cake for Riley. No matter how she looked at it, Riley had a great chance of winning.

he asked. Riley was playing Dragon Rider an arena fighting game. “Trying to beat Kei Ren,” Riley replied as his dragon did a complicated fire attack. It wasn’t good enough and Kei Ren disintegrated him in a blue flame incineration attack. Riley threw his controller in a huff. “Hey, no tantrums,” Jack said. “I know,” Riley replied with a sigh, reaching for his controller and restarting the game.