Ryder Holt Novels & Stories

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

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

“How could she-” “It’s a fair exchange, right?” Ryder says in a cryptic tone. “One year. I just need one year to take down the Hawkins and Scarlett is the key to it.” Katerina shakes her head. “Are you really gonna let her get away with this?” She asks. “After all, she broke your heart!” Ryder doesn’t say anything but keeps on staring at the man who is lapping at the water. The man was one of his old enemies who had dared to try and kill him. But Ryder had him captured and he is now Ryder’s slave.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

How the hell was he able to keep this calm even though I had refused to answer his questions? What I knew about Alphas was that they would get angry if they asked one a question and then failed to get a reply from the person. A perfect example was Alpha Kyle, he would make sure to torture me at every little thing even though I didn't know if that was how he treated the remaining members of his pack. "Evelyn." Alpha Ethan's voice came again, as calm as the sea which sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't understand what was happening. This Alpha should get annoyed at me for damn's sake, only then would I feel relieved. But his actions were scaring the hell out of me. I needed help.

And although some had told him to give up on the search, he could never give up on the hope of one day finding them and uncovering what had happened four hundred years ago. And now he sat in this inn by the window, looking out into the empty streets. He was the cod and ruthless Lord of Astaroth, but every now and then he had his vulnerable moments, moments he didn’t allow even Iris to witness. Xanth knew about his troubles, Lord Dixon was his father too but it was more personal for Ryder, he knew that that had been an attack not only on Astaroth but on the throne as well, reason why he had eliminated most of the Axeris males, his uncles and anyone who was gunning for the throne at that time.