Rivet X Ratchet Novels & Stories

I grab the roof for support and do the same with the other leg. I slip down and get in the seat. First thing I do is hook my six-point harness that fastens in the middle of my chest. A strap goes over each shoulder. Two straps at my waist. And two more go between my legs. Think of a baby’s car seat but with extra straps. Once I’m secure Ratchet hands me my helmet. I tap the button inside to activate the Bluetooth. This is how I talk to Ratchet and the rest of the pit. I slide my helmet on locking it in place then check my speaker. “ Ready when you are.” Ratchet checks with the other guys and they give a thumbs up that they can hear me. I’m good to go except for one thing. I look at Ratchet a

Jax was on his feet instantly, his hand moving to the pistol concealed beneath his shirt, his entire demeanor shifting from relaxed lover to lethal predator in the space of a heartbeat. "Get inside," he ordered, his voice carrying the absolute authority she remembered from their war days. "Now." But Raven was already moving, her own hand finding the knife she still carried everywhere, old habits dying hard. Through the trees, she could see the glint of chrome and leather as at least six motorcycles wound their way up the narrow road. "Saints or enemies?" she asked, positioning herself behind the solid wood of the porch railing where she'd have cover and a clear view of the approaching riders

Dax POV Riven studies the metal in the light. There's a pair of goggles affixed to his face, and when he presses a knob attached to the side, another lens slides in front of the first, magnifying his vision. When I asked him about it, he said he got it from a friend. When I asked him if I could get one, he looked at me as if I was stupid. He's not looking at me like that now. If anything, he seems genuinely perplexed.

Zach reprimanded them both, and they both fell silent. "This will help us now," said Raven, referring to the black box she was holding. He opened it and we saw that it was a ring. It was six silver rings, to be exact. The design is full of rings with glued diamonds of various colors. The design of the rings is just the same. It's cute! "Here. Those rings will light up when I press the violet diamond. I will press it once I feel something strange, " said Raven. "Don't tell me you invented it too?" Brent asked

The horn sounds again, closer this time, and the chamber erupts into motion before I can even finish processing what the woman just told me. "Move," Jodan snaps, already pulling me toward the stairs we came down. "Now, April." "Wait, Jax—" "I've got him." Riven is already at the chains, and this time he doesn't bother testing the iron first. He simply tears it from the post with a sound like the earth splitting, hauling Jax up by the arm. Jax staggers, barely able to stand, but he doesn't argue.

River Crap! Crap! Crap! Zach was glaring at me angrily. My blood began to boil, “Stop! I was here last night.” I knew what he was going to ask, his judgy eyes giving it away. “Then why did he ask if your name was Raven? Raven is your bike’s name, Riv’s. How could he possibly know that?” He said, his jaw clenching roughly. Ugh! It’s true though, on the side of my bike and helmet, I have ‘Raven’ spelled out. I composed myself and tried giving him a stern look with a tone that matched.

Rick called from across the parking lot as we climbed off our bikes. “Just ignore him,” Slade said as he glanced at Rick. “He smells different,” one of Rick’s friends said but I still heard him. I turned and walked towards their group as Slade leaned against his bike and Leon watched us. “Leon’s part of our pack now, so I suggest you back off and leave him alone,” I said. “You took in a lone wolf?” Rick asked me. “Your father must be desperate for members.” ‘Just bite his head off,’ Blaise said in my head and stood up.

Kitty offers. “I like the idea of making it stand up, the rest, make it fan out, sort of,” Raven answers while looking back at Kitty who nods with a smile. “Oh, how am I supposed to take care of the twins with this on? I know they’re going to need to nurse soon,” Raven makes a good point, so I look to Eya who smiles. “Ask for help, I just have to unbuckle one side and the shoulder and it’s easy to slip off,” Eya points to the different gold buckles making Raven nod.

He keeps his genius grounded, and that's one of the reasons he's been my rock all these years. Lennon blinks at me, then sets his book down carefully, as if preparing for a serious discussion. “Aspen, you’re overthinking this. Coaches don’t trade captains lightly, especially not ones who’ve carried the team like you have. And even if you’ve been off your game lately, that doesn’t erase everything you’ve done.” “Exactly,” Nathan chimes in. “You’re like... the glue holding this team together.” Dexter snorts, folding his arms tighter. “More like the duct tape, but yeah.”

It swung closed and relocked itself almost immediately. Down at the bottom, everyone re-checked their equipment and ensured everything was in working order. All of them were armed and armored and 100% ready to wreak havoc. The Ravens only had their basic C-ranked armor, however the other four wore their own specialized ones. Both T-Rex and Xylo wore A-ranked personal combat armor, while Locke and Fluke wore B-ranked civilian armor. With the exception of Freya, Azrael, and Raijin, everyone equipped B-ranked FTG “Skirmisher” Short-Range Battle Rifles. Each one had thick rectangular suppressors on their barrels to keep them nice and quiet.