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."*

“I can’t explain why he’s defending you. That’s something he needs to tell you himself. However, I can disclose that he has only done so for one other person, his mate.” “What happened to his mate?” I asked. Kendra sat in a chair in the corner of the room. “She died.” I crossed my legs as I took a seat on the bed and asked, “How?” Kendra explained that there had been a war between the Red Moon pack and the rogues, during which a rogue named Kade killed her. Although Kade was originally from their pack, he was exiled after killing someone else from the pack. “I’m dumbfounded,” I said. “He would execute Catrina for punching me, but not someone who tried to fight his brother?”

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?"

Waging war against the citizens of Hearth that he had vowed to protect, battling a neighboring company, following lengthy orders of the government, and losing Fhae and the others snapped him into reality. Peace can never be attained without some sacrifice. He was so lost in his thoughts he hadn’t noticed the elderly man that entered until he spoke. “You are alive.” Ryder stared at the man who was known to not smile. His beard was so long and almost all of his hairs were already white with old age. Still, his muscles were bare against his sleeveless vest and they rippled with veins as well as experience. “Old man,” Ryder called out. It was the Nysou father–the real one. He can tell that much

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.