Ronin Trail Novels & Stories

"Get this. I was walking along the forest line one day when I heard sounds. I thought i would get to see some wild life so I went in deeper. The deeper i went, the more it sounded like struggling. Then, I saw two people-well one person and something else. It was a woman, being murdered by something strange. I was so shocked, I think i gasped. It turned, saw me and took off so quickly, I just knew it wasn't human." She froze. "Do you know what it looks like?" He shook his head. "No, it was fully covered. Prepared for anything." She regarded him with serious eyes. "Why are you still here?" "Let's just say, the danger calls out to me. Anyway, you shouldn't be walking around on your own. Stick t

“Why wait?” “Because we can’t kill her,” I said. “Not until she gives me what’s inside that scroll.” \*\* Back in the lower tunnels of our camp, I stood over a map. Rosa’s route was marked in red. Zuri’s in gold. And Ronin’s in black. Ryker pointed at the edges. “They’re moving together. Same trail. She trusts him now.” I clenched my fists. “Then we break the trust.” He looked at me. “You want me to go after the rogue?”

he insisted, his eyes glazing over. "Not without you." Beta Ronan stood at the edge of the forest clearing, his eyes fixed on the tire tracks cutting deep into the mud. Rain water swirled around his boots. He inhaled deeply, tasting the air. The faint, metallic tang of blood and sweat hung in the wind. "They headed toward the gorge," Ronan barked, gesturing for his trackers to fan out. "Sir, the scent is fading," a tracker replied, adjusting his night-vision goggles. "This rain is washing everything away."

Roe finally went to Nero's alpha residence and the news of Robina's death spread throughout the pack, Her father and mother came crying…the two people don't even glance at Robut, as if he is no longer recognized as their child? “Bina…Bina… why are you doing this kid?” her mother cry. “Ronan found it on the side of the ravine, there is a wet wound on her head…we thought it is new.” It is clear that Rena is still holding Robina's hand. She could see Ronan working alone digging the ground to bury his two friends.

“I am. Just not all the way yet.” Ryker skidded to a stop beside him, breath burning. “We need to collapse the north trail. Draw them through the ravine, then flood it.” Droco nodded. “Explosives under the ridge. Old mining shafts.” “You’ve got charges?” “Enough. We’ll blow it as soon as the bulk’s inside.” Ryker turned back to his people, panting. “Hold the trail! Give them a reason to follow!” The defenders lined up again, fewer now. Emrin bled from the ear, one eye swelling shut. Elna arrived beside them, face grim, two knives in hand.

“After the cruise incident, she took a small break and went straight to her hometown in Weaverville. It’s like, what, a twenty to fifteen-minute drive from Asheville?” “How do you even know I’m in Asheville?” Ronin looked around, as if suddenly acutely aware of the possible eyes on him. He found his mom talking on the landline, probably ordering lunch. The man chuckled. “I’m the detective here, remember?” But Ronin wasn’t in the mood for jokes. “So, you want me to go there?” “I can accompany you if you want, but it might be a waste of time.” Ronin took a moment to consider his options. He knew he couldn’t afford any more delays in getting to the bottom of the attacks. “Fine, I’ll head to Wea

Cali asks. “He used this area before. Rook flagged one of his old associates hitting a trail camp out here last year. Unmarked. Off-grid. Deep enough to vanish in.” “How long have you known?” “That he’d use this region?” I glance at her. “Two hours.” She doesn’t look satisfied, but she nods. Another ping hits my screen. The drone team. The heat trail’s turning—heading toward the western ridge. Whoever’s running is bleeding. Stumbling. But still upright.

Thanks. Zen nodded and stretched out. He was eager to show Moira his surprise today. He wanted to give something as well. We created the perfect running trail that began in the backyard that wove for about five miles into the woods, circled around a beautiful large pond, and went back down the other side of the woods. He already marked the entire area so that everyone would know it was off-limits. It was his Luna’s area. Brynn looked beautiful in the soft morning glow. She had looked incredible last night, but she looked even better this morning. I was the lucky bastard who got to wake up and got to sleep next to every single day for the rest of my life.

And even if I succeeded in rescuing her, I'd still be waiting for her to die and hoping he returns to me? I looked at Damon, my sister, and my parents. "You know what?" I bit out, my tone cold. "Congratulations." They were looking at me in dismay. They were expecting me to get this. To be nice. To be thoughtful. Not today. Just as I was sitting there, a familiar voice hit my mind. Ravina? Where are you? I've been trying to reach you. Anna. My best friend. Our pack's healer. I need you to take me for a ride, I told her.

“We found their trail, sir. They’re gone. Veronica and Arnold both. Ronan’s jaw tightened. “Where did the trail lead?” “Out through the eastern woods. We followed their scent as far as the old forest line, but...” “Let me guess,” Ronan muttered. “Masking spray.” The soldier nodded grimly. “Damn them,” Ronan growled. “It won’t last forever. Find our best trackers. I’m leading the hunt myself.”