Ryder Holt Novels & Stories

And that's unfair to Ryder. “Hara, listen to me, “Hailey said, after noticing my hesitation in agreeing with her, “Don't forget how much Roland hurt you in the past. Don't forget all the misery he put you through and how he made your life hell. You shouldn't think about him or get excited about his return. You deserve a man who loves and adores you, and we both know that man is Ryder,“

“When Mrs. Rodriguez left this pack, everything came to light, and Alpha Sanders took me back inside the pack. I have been working as his junior assistant secretary since then, when he transferred me here, Miss. Abel.” “This Mrs. Rodriguez, is this Andres’s mother?” I asked her when she shook her head. “His first mate,” she told me when I nodded my head. I don't know why this woman was accused of such a thing, but her statement, only shows me that his ex-mate has done a lot of things that must have almost tarnished his name. “That's all right. So, do you have my schedule for today, Daisy?” I asked when she nodded her head, took a paper from her file, and placed it on my table. I went through

I'm currently engaged in a physical encounter with my friend, Ryder Knowles, after unsuccessful experiences with seventeen other men who failed to arouse me. This situation is unprecedented between Ryder and me, as he's usually highly skilled in satisfying me quickly. However, this time, I find myself almost as unresponsive as I was during my last encounter with Jake before removing him from my list. Ryder abruptly stops and lies down beside me, propping his head on his hand. He remarks, "Alright, who is he?" I sit up, puzzled, and inquire, "What do you mean?"

“I don’t care about any stupid prophecy, but if you hurt her, I will kill you, and you’re correct—I don’t like your dad.” Ryder stood there without a word. He couldn’t believe this was happening, and what he hated at the moment was the fact he had to be an Ashcroft. He wanted to be the Lycanthal’s at that moment. “I’m keeping a close eye on you, and you already know that, so watch your back,” Herald added. “Hey!” Hazel’s cheerful voice pierced through the kitchen, and to Ryder’s shock, the wrinkle on Herald’s face vanished as he turned to face Hazel.

I felt safe. "Who are you?" Ashton asked. "It's none of your business." Cyrus said, his voice harsh and poisonous. "Carmela is my business." My best friend pulled me closer to him. "She is my business, so, back off!" He's rude. He's always been rude. He never treated anyone with respect. He never treated anyone like humans. Cyrus only cared about himself. He only cared about his pride and I hate it. Someone like him easily loses his patience, meaning, he'll lose control and end up hurting anyone that disobeys him. And seeing how Ashton is pushing him to his limits scares me.

"You know what Daisy, I will leave the offer open to you…think of the whole lot of things you can do with twenty billion dollars." Wade Roberto's voice was laced with concern. "I mean…your Dad can be the founder and CEO of the great Hunter's Empire, but imagine the feeling of knowing that you turned a billionaire without Daddy's help." With that said, Wade Roberto dismissed Daisy Hunter. As she left, Wade Roberto crossed his legs on the mahogany and smirked. "Daisy Hunter will come around, I'm certain of it." He whispers to himself. Moments later…. Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home.

Memories of the incident flitted through my mind. Mr Ken raised a brow in my direction. “This…this…” “You don't have to make any introduction, Sarah,” Ryder interrupted, politely holding out his hand. “I'm Ryder, owner of SC Atlantic. And you must be Mr Ken. You must pardon my late arrival,” he said as he pulled a chair out. “My notice must have gotten lost along the way.” I stifled a shudder as Ryder’s intense gaze rested on me and my tongue still felt like it was tied in a knot.

He did not turn around but instead, made himself resume the jab, the cross, the pivot, the reset, even as every hair on his body rose, and his wolf slammed against the inside of his chest with a force that nearly broke his rhythm entirely. She was here. In this room. Ten feet behind him and closing. He tracked her by scent alone as the guards steered her toward the second ring on his left. Another fighter was already warming up there. Cole Hendricks. Twenty-two years old, mid-tier, fast enough to be dangerous but not disciplined enough to be smart. He had a habit of fighting dirty when he thought nobody important was watching. Ryder kept his eyes forward and told his wolf to stand down. His

Known for his diplomatic skills and extensive network, he was bringing news that could potentially alter their strategies. The sound of approaching vehicles broke Charlotte's reverie. The pack members straightened up, anticipation heightening. The sleek black SUVs, the typical transport for high-ranking wolves, rolled to a stop at the entrance of the compound. The doors opened, and Aunt Caitlyn stepped out, her presence commanding immediate attention. She was tall and regal, her long, silver-streaked hair flowing down her back. Her piercing blue eyes took in the scene before her with a mix of approval and curiosity. Behind her, Daniel Scott emerged, a tall man with an impeccable sense of sty

to jet black and his skin was a beautiful copper tan. Did I get kidnapped by a model? I immediately jumped up and went to pull my gun from my holster only to realize it wasn’t there, “Who the fuck are you? Where am I? Where is my gun? Listen, just let me go. I don’t have anything for you! Let me go, I promise I won’t tell anyone!” I was backing away from the man when I realized there were two more massive men standing behind the couch I had been laying on. “Uhh, ma’am, I found you just outside my property. You were knocked unconscious so I brought you here and my,” his eyes darted to the smaller of the two men, “friend here, Connelly, patched up that nasty wound on the back of your head. I’