Riordan Novels & Stories

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

“It's okay Grace anytime, let's go inside shall we?“ Leo smiles as he leads us inside the restaurant. We took a seat and were waiting for the waitress to come take our orders when Grace started the introduction. “Hmmm, Tory this is Leo a good friend of Peter and Leo this is Tory, my friend and roommate” “It's nice meeting you Leo” I said looking at his small eyes wondering how he could eye clearly with those eyes. “Same here Tory” he replied before concentrating on his phone again. “I thought you said you were three, so where is the third person???“ He asked looking at Grace for an answer. “She is on her way, she was a little bit busy”

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

he approached him slowly and knelt in front of the chair. Jimmy's entire body was shaking with fear, but a part of him was calmer thanks to the smell that emanated from the man, a beautiful smell of orange blossom along with lavender. "Who are you?" he asked. The stranger pulled his hood down to uncover his long, straight black hair that descended a little bit below his shoulders. He was a beautiful man with radiant tan skin and gorgeous purple eyes that illuminated his entire face. "I am a wizard." the man said with a comforting smile. "My name is Ruvyn."

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

The one who haunted him. The woman who had once plotted his demise now carried his child. I had no words for the irony of that, nor did I want to try and define it. Some things were better felt than explained. The door creaked slightly, and I turned my head to see Ryu leaning against the frame, a lopsided grin stretching across his face. His hair was still damp from his shower, and water droplets clung to his collarbone. He looked like trouble and safety wrapped in one perfect contradiction.

There has to be an extreme reason for telling a human that you are supernatural or you can get in serious trouble. "I don't see how going into another territory intentionally looking for a Rogue pack is fun. Have you forgotten how dangerous they can be?" I see the flicker of pain flash across Ryan's face and as much as I don't want to drag up his painful memories, I need to make Tony think about this. Ryan's dad was killed by Rogues while on border duty 2 years ago and I know it's left him brokenhearted. And while I understand Tony's reasons for wanting to go there, it's still a fucking crazy idea.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

“Um…what, sorry? Oh, where I’m from? Downtown by the courts. What’s your name?” “Dorian,” was all he said. There was a brief pause in my expression before reality crashed down heavily on me. How could I have missed it? That unrivaled air of authority, the god-like aura, the wickedly sexy looks. Only one family in North Creekville had perfect command over things like this; the Grimaldis. Not just any Grimaldi, Dorian Grimaldi. The same Dorian Grimaldi who owned Creekville’s biggest club, Ace. The same Dorian Grimaldi who was the only heir to the Grimaldi empire. The very same Dorian Grimaldi who was notoriously known for his reputation as the most unattainable man in the city. Yes, that same

I asked again, my voice nearly a growl. “After a full minute of silence, Rhoda finally replied. “I’ll only give you the same thing I gave Iris. Though I think she must’ve tossed it out already. She didn’t seem very eager to find out who he is.” I didn’t say anything, just waited for her to give me a fucking name. I picked my phone up from the table, making sure that it was still recording when Rhoda spoke. “The Windsor Foundation.” My brows drew together. Something about that name sounded fucking familiar. But I shook it off before Rhoda could see the wheels turning in my head again.