Riley X Huey Novels & Stories

There was someone else, too. Yes, it was Eash! Whenever he sees Riley, he gives her his sunshine smile and greets her as usual. Eash's smile was warm and fresh, unlike those filled with sympathy or humiliation. Even when those deep blue eyes looked at her, they didn't carry a hint of curiosity about her situation or disgrace. Those eyes were filled with the same cheerfulness and friendliness as usual. It was like Eash didn't even know Riley didn't have her first transformation yet. But Riley knew there was no way for him not to know that. So, it was he intentionally ignoring that fact and treating her as usual.

I had missed him so much and as I breathed in his scent I knew I’d been kidding myself with my resolution the previous night. “Don’t tell me you knocked that woman up too.” Laughter bubbled up from inside as we let go and Ryder smiled at me and finally let go. “She’s involved … with a very beautiful woman named Lauren.” “I’m not going to say what I’m thinking of saying but don’t tell Milo that.” “Daddy?” We turned at the same time as Riley stood by the front door and looked at all the people in our driveway. Ryder’s breath hitched in his throat as he looked at her. “Riley…”

” It’s your time Riley, drive past that truck before it passes the first trap” “Ok sit tight. “Riley smirked as she blinked the headlights of the car as a signal to Dimitri’s truck. Riley drove smartly, she drove past the trucks and parked in front, blocking the whole road. We pulled off our clothes, wearing only our undies. We stood on the road, dancing and singing like we were drunk. The Truck stopped, the guards stepped down from the truck, he stood watching us. I heard a little creeping sound, I knew the padlock had been broken. My phone beeped “The weapon has been changed, it’s time to go” I whispered to Riley “it’s time to go” “Where do you think you’re going? Haven’t we met before? Yo

Ó ÒTheyÕd be a lot more uncomfortable if they knew what we were doing in the back of that truck.Ó He laughed at his own humor, and CeliaÕs lips twitched at his boyish playfulness. ÒWhat am I going to do with you?Ó RileyÕs eyes heated as he looked at her from head to chest. She could all but see the lascivious smoke coming off of him. ÒYou need a refresher course?Ó

Howard looked over to see the saleswoman named Benicia pointing and yelling at Yuffie. Riley must have been startled, crying out while nestled in Yuffie's embrace. "What's going on?" Howard's brow furrowed as he approached with Talia and her family close behind. "Yuffie, what's the matter?" Howard inquired. "Riley wanted a closer look at this model airplane, so I lifted her up," Yuffie explained, indicating the model on the table. "We didn't even touch it, and this lady started screaming, scaring Riley half to death."

Riley didn't know she was holding her breath as she breathed in deeply, walking out of the restroom, she locked the door of her room and sighed feeling giddy and jittery all over. How in the world she would face Kayla after all this. Shaking her head she took out a beautiful sundress from the cupboard and went inside the restroom to shower and change. Her breath hitched looking at so many hickeys he left on her, she didn't even have makeup to cover them up. Riley took hesitant steps down the stairs. She could already hear three voices from the hall. She knew Damon's and Kayla's but who was the third one. As soon as she came into their vision. Kayla stood up and jumped on Riley hugging her ti

"He hasn't changed. He's showing his true colors since he has something to fight for." Silence hung, nothing but the chirp of crickets and the rustle of foliage under their shoes to fill the quiet. Finally, Riley grunted. "Perfect. I've got Hemingway on my right and Yeats on my left." "Who's Yeats?" Stopping abruptly, Riley faced Brady. It took everything he had to continue the feigned innocence act while Riley glared at him like he'd clocked time in the land of stupid.

Lily muttered sarcastically. Meanwhile, across the room, Rhye Gosling sat nursing a beer in the VIP area. Dressed in a simple shirt and dark pants, he didn’t look the part of the club’s owner, and that was precisely how he liked it. His keen wolf senses picked up on every conversation within earshot, including a trio of men at the bar, loudly placing bets on which woman in the room would give them her number.

Riley snarled back, “as much as I might want to.” “I know you two are working together on this! You both want to bring this Pack down and you’ll sink so low as a black-market spectacle to make it happen.” Harrison was rambling, pacing again. “Black-market – what the hell are you talking about Harrison?” Riley was concerned now. “Stop playing dumb! Tell me the truth!” “I already told you! I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about!” Riley’s voice cracked with worry and anger. “Who has she been seeing, huh?”

A large counter with about thirty workers stood ready to serve us. As we neared the counter, Hazel looped her arm through mine, slowing me down while the triplets walked ahead. “Riley texted last night,” she whispered. Suddenly, all the hatred I harbored for the camp disappeared as I turned to her, eager to hear more. “Well, it was just small talk. He plays football, and look at this…” She pulled out her phone, showing me a shirtless picture of Riley. “I couldn’t stop picturing him in my sleep. He’s so hot.”