Ryder Holt Novels & Stories

“Hey! Enough chatter, let’s focus up!” The guys straightened, trying not to laugh as Ryder lifted a hand in mock salute. “Yes, Coach.” Coach Larsson wasn’t one to tolerate slacking, but Ryder Hayes had earned enough points to get away with it now and then. He was the team’s star center, a senior with a wicked shot and the kind of swagger that made scouts pay attention. His sandy-blond hair was sweat-damp and slightly mussed beneath his helmet, his sharp grin was pure confidence. Ryder was sure he’d go pro after graduation, everyone was. The Greyhollow Direwolves had produced NHL players before, and he planned to be next.

"He's going to come walking along one day and-" "And I'll kill him." I narrow my eyes on him. "Don't be like that." He still doesn't move from where he stands. The man from the Discipline Pack that Mara mentioned has already arrived, and I'm curious to meet him. What if he is my other mate? How would he react to finding out he would be sharing with an Alpha. Not thrilled, I'm sure. Especially since it is Fate's doing. "The man is a bounty hunter that used to work for Kaden. He's no good anyway," Rylan comments, already knowing that is why I'm wanting to leave.

the man said as he stepped out of the shadows. He was tall, like most dragonkin with Sire blood were, I reckoned he was in his mid-thirties or so. He had light blue eyes and dark brown hair that hung down to his shoulders. His clothes were expensive and his hands looked like they had seen plenty of fights. “The infamous Ryder Grey, elite hunter of the supernatural world, we meet at last,” he said as he sat down on the chair that Clifford had placed in front of me. “I assume you’re Carlson,” I said to him and he smiled at me.

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

She wrote: "Looks like a good thing to me. So you've hooked the fish, huh?" The rest of the article reads as follows: *"Nathan Ryan, CEO of Ryan Enterprises Holdings and one of New York's most eligible bachelors has been missing from the vibrant New York nightlife scene, where we're accustomed to seeing him accompanied. The handsome man was last spotted at a famous nightclub, accompanied by his equally attractive brother. Single women in New York are not too happy about the hunk's disappearance. Could he have a new flame? Is she a model or a famous actress? Well, that would be a sad loss for all the single ladies out there."*

As I gazed at the night sky in McCall, my thoughts drifted back to my life in Mexico. It was just a year ago that I lived in constant fear and looked over my shoulder every moment of the day. My father, once the king of the cartel, lost his power due to his greed. He forced me to move here to hide until things settled down, but I knew deep down that one day, the consequences of his actions would catch up with him.

Alpha Wyatt nods in confirmation, “We were on our morning checks.” He is a man of few words. Even in the meeting, I had with Ollie. He wasn’t this tense. I felt sad for Zander. If this was his life growing up … no one to talk to, no father figure to guide him through life … living up to the expectations of being the Alpha’s son and the perfect pact member. “Anyways, we should get going now,” Zander says, dropping his arm from my waist and tugging on my hand, leading me away from the training area back to the parking lot as Alpha Wyatt watches us.

Did hotty forget the coffee incident, or he wants more? Ryan gives me a small nod before saying, “You will get the rules and behavioral details tomorrow.” I keep staring at his brown crystal eyes as they reflect my image. So beautiful. He is beautiful. “Drake will help you in shifting. Now get out." With that, he roughly starts typing on his laptop as if testing its durability. I and Drake silently walk out of the cabin. Nobody said anything yet. I couldn’t tolerate any more silence, so I finally decide to speak, "Are you fired?"

The guy turns in my direction then quickly lets Harper go. With a few slow steps forward in at Harper's side wrapping my arm around his shoulder. "He smells like a wolf but sure as fuck doesn't look like one" Skyler says as he walk around the guy. "Who's this baby?" I ask Harper as I continue to stare the guy down. "Nixon this is my brother Griffin, Griffin meet my boyfriend Alpha Nixon of the Night Moon pack" Griffin takes a slow step back bumping into Luca who has a cup from the coffee shop in his hand. I roll my eyes at Luca with a small shake of my head. Leave it to him to make a fucking pit stop in a situation like this.

“You look like every bad decision I’ve ever wanted to make.” She didn’t flinch. “And you look like every woman’s post-breakup regret in a leather jacket. His grin stretched wider. “God, you’re even better in person. Let me sit down before I start proposing things I can’t take back.” “So this is the Ryder Jordan. The newly acquired striker for the New York Guardians. World record signing for 200 million dollars. I expected someone taller.” He pouted. “Ha ha, funny, you know I’m tall and I play like a giant too.”