Ryder Tully Age Novels & Stories

He was definitely going away. Seeing his temper, Arya jerked her head back as Dominique raised his eyebrow. Ryder ran inside the deep Tahol jungles until he was out of breath. He clawed trees in frustration as he bellowed to the sky. The pup was too arrogant. What the hell did she think that a man like him, who was five hundred years old, who had never had this kind of a conflict in his life, was going to do? In his life experiences, he had never wanted to do anything with family life, but when he got a chance, this was what life presented him with? He plucked a tree out with its roots and hurled it across with a frustrated roar.

“So you’re telling me I... won’t die if I touch this thing?” Ryder stood beside me, arms crossed, grin permanently installed on his rugged face. “You’re not going to die. You’re going to learn.” I narrowed my eyes. “You say that like you weren’t a full-grown biker when you were ten.” “I was eleven,” he corrected. “And I crashed into a garden shed on day one. You’ll do better.” I gave him a look. He winked. I swung my leg over TB—Tessa Bishop, still made my chest flutter... and tried not to show how ridiculously nervous I was.

he said curtly. Lara watched him in awe. He was accustomed to receiving attention from girls and remained unfazed by the admiring glances of his female staff in the office. Sometimes, it irritated him. He sighed and left the office, heading straight to the parking lot. He settled inside his red Ferrari, started the ignition, and drove towards his home. Ryder Knight, a twenty-eight-year-old billionaire and owner of Knight Enterprises, had achieved success and popularity at a young age. He was handsome, attractive, and the most sought-after bachelor in New York City. He possessed two qualities that drove girls crazy: lots of money and good looks.

"They couldn't break us apart with words so they tried to break the infrastructure around us instead." "It didn't work," he said. "It didn't work," she confirmed. "Because he came back." She paused. "They didn't account for that either. Just like the prophecy didn't account for us staying." Ryder was quiet. His jaw moved once. "He was seventeen years old when I recruited him," he said. "My father's funeral. Everyone else was positioning for territory and he was the only one who asked me if I was all right." He looked at Caius, sleeping against his chest. "Twenty-one years."

Ryder never seemed to hide anything from me. "He has always wanted to tell you the truth, but he was waiting for the right moment" I recollected instantly, the words he said to me during the vacation. He said he wanted to show me something. Could it be that he was willing to reveal this part of him? Ryder was a twin. I had never even heard a rumor about it since I was birthed. If it was something so tragic, I would have heard it from my father. But it seems no one knew except Peter.

I open the messaging app and look at his profile picture. Ryder or Savage, as he is known to the club. He is the son of Hatchet, the former president of the Prince of Darkness MC. The same MC that has an allegiance with my family. I have known Ryder since we were kids. He is older than I am. He is twenty-five years old and has recently taken over as pres of the MC. I have been in love with him since we were kids, but everything changed a few weeks ago.

nobody. Ryder was a very handsome, charming twenty-eight-year-old billionaire and the owner of Knight Enterprises, a company he had propelled to success with his sharp business acumen. But it wasn’t just his genius that drew people in; his undeniable charisma made him utterly magnetic. Our dads had been childhood friends, but that’s where the similarities ended. Ryder’s family was wealthy, practically untouchable, while my dad was just a humble serviceman. There was no comparing the grandeur of the Knights to our modest life.

After a few minutes, we both are tapping and scrolling while all others are wandering and standing in the ground. Ryder's got two hundred followers. I opened his chats just like I did on Jason's phone. He does have many message requests but only got fewer people's in his chats. I don't have anything to search on purpose so I randomly opened a chat in the message requests. XXX: Hey, Ryder. I had the ultimate fun last night with you. Can we meet somewhere when you have time? Like a date. What do you say? There's no reply to that unknown girl's message. When I looked at the date she sent it, it's two months ago. I randomly opened another one.

Ryder lifted his gaze to my eyes then his cheeks reddened and he quickly looked away. “You already know I am not that great at school.” “Yeah, you pretty much suck.” Ryder glared at me and I shrugged, saying “Sucking is not bad” in order to save myself. “Anyway,” Ryder continued, “The reason why I need this job is because I want to hire a tutor. I need a huge help if I want to pass the finals. You are pretty smart so I was thinking you could tutor me and in exchange for your help, I will be your caregiver for free.”