Ryder Tully Novels & Stories

“Is this the welcome committee?” “This is the peanut gallery,” Ryder muttered. “Ignore them.” I realised he had employed more guys from the Hellfire MC. That was good. At least, they'd get a salary every month. Ryder led me past the garage toward the showroom, where the polished bikes stood like art pieces. I caught sight of TB... the Tessa Bishop bike... from last week, front and center behind the glass partition. “She’s a showstopper,” I whispered. “She’s not the only one,” Ryder said, nudging me gently.

I raised an eyebrow. “This is… your filing system?” Ryder snorted softly. “I’m an engineer. I know where ore is and how to extract it safely and economically. I also did marketing… once. But I’m not an accountant.” “You could hire someone,” I said honestly. He fell silent for a moment, then dropped himself into a chair, making it creak. “I never thought of it.” He rubbed his face. “I think there’s something I missed here. Something I might be able to use as solid evidence.”

Talia asked, pausing in the doorway. "Just dissecting Luca Ryder’s absolute garbage personality," Tessa answered sharply. "He illegally bet on the championship before it even happened." Dropping the stack of heavy jerseys onto a nearby plastic chair, Talia sighed deeply, her sharp expression instantly darkening. "Color me shocked," Talia deadpanned, crossing her arms. "Honestly, I'm just surprised he hasn't successfully pulled another Maya Reeves situation yet." I frowned, the unfamiliar name cutting through my rising panic. "Who is Maya Reeves?"

Marking them both— “Hey, what happened to Tyler?” I suddenly asked, realizing that he'd been MIA for a while. Ryder let out a laugh, shrugging. “I sent him away,” he said casually, but his grin gave away just how pleased he was with himself. “You just sent him away?” I asked, trying to stifle my own laughter. He raised an eyebrow, looking smug. “Yeah. Things were happening, so I sent him away,” he repeated, reclining back with an exaggerated air of satisfaction.

To think that Ryder would be a super cultivator just like Daryl and his master, Finnley… What a shocking turn of events… “Well… He’s a solitary cultivator, though things weren’t always that way… He used to be part of the seventy-two disciples in the Thunder Sword Sect. After an event thirty years ago, however, he became the only one left in the sect. Regardless, though he’s an evil and ruthless man, he’s also undeniably talented. After all, he already had an eye for the map to Fyre Cave from three decades ago! He was—and probably still is—determined to enter the cave to retrieve the records of a legendary skill… Needless to say, he’s a martial arts fanatic!” explained Walter as he remained i

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Ryker looked between everyone that was gathered before continuing. “Sara and Leo will team up. Being the two of you are related, you both have a greater bond with each other. The same goes for Julian and Ryan.” He said then stopped talking again as he looked between the others. Ryan Drake, Julian’s twin brother. This was the first time seeing Ryan, other than the picture of him in the folder I had on him. Seeing them stand side by side, it was hard to tell them apart, other than the noticeable scar above Ryan’s left eye.

It would be nice to have one more ally in the party besides Adam. I had been coordinating with Ryder most of the week. His cover story was that he graduated with honors at Harvard. He’s an entrepreneur. His family owns a couple of restaurant chains in New York. He invests here and there. I asked him to rent a Boxster for the night and a nice Armani suit. I also asked him to rent a ring for the night or buy a fake one that could pass as the real thing. We even agreed to rent a room in the resort to leave no doubt that Ryder and I were for real.

There wasn’t an empty seat in the whole barn. “Good evening dragonkin, thank you for attending my first general meeting,” I said and started the evening. “My name is Ryder Grey and as most of you already know I’m the new Sire of this lair. I’m not fueled by rumours and in this room you’ll always hear the truth from me. Yes, I killed Andrew in a claim fight after his two vampires tried to attack the Elders of our region. Yes, I used to be a member of the Elite Unit in the Elite Hunter Team. Yes, my father is Lucas Grey from Aurora. The only promise I intend to make and keep is that I will protect this lair and town, give my best every day and fight for the betterment of our people,” I said.

It felt more like he was scared of something Killian might have known… As soon as the lecture ended, Killian was swallowed by a crowd of businessmen eager to talk to Blair Digital's CEO, while I used that moment to find a quiet corner and do a little bit of research on Ryder Phillips. The first that popped up were the things I had already known. Ryder Phillips was the son of former District Attorney Maverick Phillips. Ryder had a year older brother, Riley Phillips, who also went to Flower Hills Private High School.