Riley X Huey Novels & Stories

Riley didn't answer and only tied Hugo's hands so that he could no longer reach his gun. “Hey, kid. Aren't you going to take revenge for your commander's death?” Hugo asked again in a voice that was starting to sound a bit weak. Riley squatted down and pointed the knife at Hugo's neck, “Don't get me wrong! I ... really want to kill you.” Riley played his knife around Hugo's neck, intentionally scaring the man. And sure enough, Hugo tried to move his neck to save himself. “But ... don't worry! I'm not going to kill you,” Riley said. He then moved the knife away from Hugo's neck.

He started but his face did a 360 once he saw me, and stood up with a smirk, impersonating Joey from friends at the end. He wiggled his brows at Hunter teasing him before turning to me with wide eyes and a smile. "I'm Ryder" He said with a cheeky smile and took out his hand. I slapped his hand and offered him a bro-fist with my own smile. His eyes brighten up like a kid when they ice cream and he bumped my small fist with his own large one and we both made explosive noises. "I'm Riley-"

A hush fell over the room before everyone began to gossip. 'It's young master' 'I thought he is not going to attend ' 'He looks angry' Riley's nostrils tingled with the same woodsy scent she still remembered from her dream. 'Please, not now' she prayed the moon goddess not to send her mate now. But the mouthwatering scent of her mate is coming closer and closer. Riley peeked from behind David to see where her mate is. She wanted to warn him not to declare that she is his mate in front of everyone. She is worried he might get killed. But the moment her gaze met the man from her dreams, her eyes widened with shock.

Ron sighed and moved towards Riley. Seeing his eyes, Riley was stunned. The familiar blue eyes stared at her in amazement. They were as blue as the ocean. He was wearing a black t-shirt white pants and a small hooded jacket over it. Black, Stuart's favorite color. His skin was light and his face shape was truly similar to His Stuart. He was pouting his pink lips to look innocent. Yet, He exactly looked like a smaller version of Stuart. Everything about him screamed 'Stuart' to her. "Pretty lady what's wrong?"

Riley's skin tone was warm sand with long wavy reddish-blonde hair which she always arranged in a braided waterfall and protruding amethyst eyes. "For what? Why do they want to see me now?" Harris asked angrily. "You had to sleep at the station last night and you also weren't able to make it back early in the morning so they decided to have lunch with you. They won't take no for an answer! Just get ready and come downstairs, we are waiting for you." Riley explained and without waiting for another word, she left the room, her long purple princess gown sweeping the floor behind her.

In fact, since his arrival, Riley had been too intimidated to even steal a glance at him. But now, she was witnessing such an intimate exchange between Haley and Shane. She wasn't the only one frozen in shock. Xena was too. Confusion clouded her mind. When did Haley and Shane become so close? How had she been completely unaware of this before? Before she could dwell on it further, Haley had already started playing the recording from the phone. Riley's arrogant tone resounded clearly from the speaker, sending shivers down her spine. The moment she heard it, Riley couldn't help but take a step back, her eyes wide with fear and panic.

Xavier greeted, wrapping his arms around his sister in a comforting hug. "I missed you, little man. How was school? Hope no one bothered you today?" Riley asked, her tone full of concern. "Nope, no one bothered me today. But how do you know Athena?" Xavier asked. Riley sighed and looked at me. "Could you help me? I'm really nervous. It would be easier if you told them," Riley said, forcing a smile. "Okay, but only if you want to. You don't owe us anything," I said, and her gaze softened.

The Stylist’s Decree The door to the nursery creaked open, and Riley Summers poked her head in. Her honey-blonde hair was pulled into a messy bun, and she was carrying a stack of freshly laundered baby clothes. She had stayed in Oakhaven, serving as the buffer between the intense new parents and the outside world.

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.

Riley's low growl could be heard in the silence of the room as the rest converged. "You would have happily and willingly signed it over-- Riley landed a good hit that interrupted Bull. "I said, I don't want to talk about it anymore." "Well... You need to," Bull muttered, catching his breath before squaring off again. This time, he landed several good hits and had knocked Riley back into a corner before continuing. "You would have given them everything if they would have simply shown you they cared about you more than the money."