Riley Scream Novels & Stories

The air in the room shifted, “But I can't remember where I saw those set if eyes” “Yes, that's true. He didn't take any of your eyes” Silver observed. “Riya! Oh yes, I remember. Riya” The spoon Stella was holding dropped into her place with a thundering shattering sound. “I'm sorry” she regained composure but her face lost its colors already “Who's Riya?” Aiden asked, I looked Into the eyes of each one of them. Mom, Silver and Aiden are curious to know who Riya is. Fear and disbelief was over Stella's face while Lucian seems more interested in know more about who I'm talking about

A few minutes later, he said, “Get out.” “Huh?” She asked with a raised brow. “Have you gone deaf all of a sudden? I said, get out.” He yelled. Not waiting for the next second, Riley grabbed the door handle and the next minute she was running down the hallway, fear coursing through her veins. When she left, Rian flopped on his seat and then threw his head backwards. “Dammit.” He muttered, balling his hands into a fist before sending it into the air in frustration.

That tone of his voice was scaring the shit out of her but she managed to look up into his eyes. She guzzled some saliva and also massed up some strength. "No," she denied. "I just think, we should not do it here." Her voice is evidently shuddering. She looked down again and uttered the most ridiculous word, "Sorry." Maybe because she is just so scared. His eyes, voice, and presence are scary. She then saw a hint of guilt in Xander's eyes and so she took that a chance to ask. "Let me just get the cookies out of the oven," she requested and caress Xander's cheek softly. "We'll do it upstairs."

Riley Ochoa: It was scary to say the least, I couldn't see anything except brief flashes from the guns, and although I wanted to try to get my phone to call for help, Matt kept me down behind the counter. I could barely make out his silhouette shooting and ducking to avoid getting shot.

The branch creaked under my weight as I leaned closer phone steady but my breathing ragged. Riley moaned louder touching himself over the panties. He looked so vulnerable, so pretty. My strokes sped up, cock throbbing, balls tightening. I was close..really fucking close..grunting under my breath, “That’s it, princess, show me how much of a slut you are…” Then disaster happened.My foot slipped on the mossy branch. A loud crack echoed. I nearly fell but I managed to catch myself. The noise was unmistakable. Inside, Riley froze. His head snapped toward the window. Panic flooded his face. He yanked the skirt down grabbing a blanket to cover himself. His eyes were wide with terror.

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 saw her again, she screamed.” “What?” “She was screaming,” she swallows, tears gleaming in her eyes. “And you just stared. Why did you do that?” The day she left. I swallow, “What else did you see?” “She screams a lot,” she snarls, potentially irritated. “She screams for help. For honey.” “I'm sorry,” I cup her face in my hands. “But don't do this again, I can't protect you if you're gone, I need to know where you are at all times, Riley.”

He’s missing a couple of teeth that make his smile look funny. “Hi. Um, I’m Ainsley.” I whisper. I remember to smile just like Grandma Jane told me to when I meet new people. My cheeks still feel hot. “It’s nice to meet you.” “Riley’s got a girlfriend!” The werewolf boy in front of me teases. Riley gets an angry look on his face. He stands up from his desk and punches the werewolf boy in the nose without any warning. The other kids gasp. I put my hand up to my face to cover my mouth because Caleb told me flies get in if you leave your mouth hanging open. The werewolf boy starts crying. His nose is bleeding all over the place.

Eyes wide. Breath shallow. “Riley.” She looks at me. And for the first time— since I’ve known her— there is fear there. Real fear. “It’s—” she whispers. Voice breaking. The ground trembles. Not the forest. Not magic. Something else. From inside her. The creatures smile. Satisfied. “Oh,” one says softly. “This is going to be beautiful.” Riley doubles over. And screams. Not in pain. In power. And the forest—

The pain was unspeakably overwhelming to the point he started to shiver uncontrollably. “Boss Dart!” Riley and the others screamed in disbelief to see their superior shot. Nobody expected someone would actually dare to do something like this against one of the Hatchet Gang’s Four Goliaths. Do they not fear the consequences? Riley trembled uncontrollably as she screamed, “That’s Boss Dart! He’s from the Hatchet Gang!” “There must be something wrong…” “Something wrong?” Harvey flashed her a warm smile. “You must be Riley.” “Don’t worry.”