Riley Thorn Book 5 Novels & Stories

“What did he say?” “He said Sebastian recently began investigating the death of your former butler.” Adrian said opening a thin folder. I frowned. “What does that have to do with Riley?” “Sebastian discovered Riley is the daughter of Thompson your former butler.” Adrian opened the folder. “There were copies of old employment records, family records and photographs.” For a moment… Everything around me seemed to disappear. I collected the file from Adrian. Thompson. The man who had served my family for nearly two decades. The man whose loyalty had never once wavered. Riley had been his daughter… All this time.

' He leaned across the seat, the interior light casting warm shadows on his strong features—the defined line of his jaw, the subtle curve of his lips that hinted at secrets unspoken. Liora recoiled, shaking her head vigorously, strands whipping against her face like futile barriers. She stepped back into the puddle-strewn sidewalk, the water splashing up her legs in protest. The idea of accepting help from Riven felt like another layer of humiliation; Thorne had painted him as the enemy, a predator circling their happiness. Yet, as thunder rumbled overhead, her resolve wavered, the exhaustion pulling at her like an undertow.

Riley’s POV His fingers were like iron bands around my throat, cutting off my air, squeezing until stars began to dance at the edges of my vision. He was so close I could feel the ragged, violent rise and fall of his chest. “Tell me, Riley,” he said, voice low and rough, “why I shouldn’t kill you for treason right here.” My hands flew up instinctively, wrapping around his thick wrists. My nails dug into his skin, desperately seeking purchase, but he didn't flinch.

"Let's go play with the trucks." There was something in Riley's tone that made me look at him more closely. Was it my imagination, or did he seem less... emotional than usual? Almost like he was going through the motions of being a caring friend without actually feeling it. The boys soon disappeared down the hallway, as Ollie allowed Riley to take him away and I turned to find Thorne staring at Zade and me with hostility present on his face as he clenched his fists, which was shaking from anger. "What the hell is going on here?" Thorne demanded, his voice filled with anger as he gritted his teeth.

Yoel rushed to Holly's side and wrapped her in the safety of his arms. His eyes preyed towards the crowd. When he glared at Cecilia — the girl who had started it all — his glare was so intense it was as if he wanted to lash out at her.

" Mrs Yolando knew Dante was far from okay but he let him go. She doesn't think she has any way to make him feel better. Dante decided to branch at a popular bar in the area. He doesn't take alcohol well but he kept drinking. Mrs Yolando adopted Dante when he was ten years old. Rachel was five at the time. And never for once has Rachel seen Dante has his brother. She claims he stole her mother from her. Dante loves Rachel dearly but Rachel's deep hatred for Dante is just as much. Dante drank a whole bottle of wine on his own. He was clearly drunk after that bottle. Unknown to him, a man has been observing him since he entered the bar. Sebastian wasn't expecting to see Dante there. He was ab

I try to take it out but it is stuck. I twist it and tug at it again a bit strongly than necessary. It comes out and goes fly out of my hand. Great. I am already finished with my work so I get down from the ladder and look for the book. I see black colored something under the chair and bend down to see if that is the book. I take it out to see what secrets this book holds that Rudra had to put it away like this. I have evil grin on my face as I get my hands on my new weapon to tease my husband but when I see the front title of book I am confused. It say, 'To make your spouse happy…..'

“If anything happens to either of you…” “It won’t,” Riley whispered, rising on his toes to kiss him. “Because you’ll come for us. Like you always do.” The plan was set for the next night. Riley was dressed in torn clothes, scent-masked to look like he was running from Lucian. He crossed the neutral zone alone, heart hammering, the bond in his chest pulling like a live wire. The enemy camp grabbed him within minutes. They dragged him before the new alliance leader — a scarred Alpha named Thorne from the united packs — and threw him to his knees. Riley’s sister, pale and frail in a medical chair, gasped at the sight of him.

--- Adrian's POV Miles away, Adrian Thorn stood in his office, staring through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He hadn't slept in three nights. Cold coffee sat untouched on his desk. Reports remained unread. Every thought led back to Evelyn. A frantic knock shattered the silence. His assistant rushed inside. "Mr. Thorn!" Adrian turned. "What is it?" "We found it." His eyes narrowed. "Found what?" "The recording." His heartbeat quickened. "What recording?" "The complete security footage from your wedding day."

Riley Peace never lasts. Especially not when your ex–celestial parent refuses to stay dead. The first warning wasn’t thunder. It was silence — sharp, expectant, and wrong. Then the sky cracked open, spilling gold like blood. Lumi bolted into my chamber, wild-eyed and breathless. “They’re back,” she gasped. “The shiny jerks with the light sticks!” “Morning already?” I muttered, grabbing my sword. “Guess the apocalypse didn’t get the memo about coffee first.”