Ryker Dublin Novels & Stories

He was undeniably one of the most striking male specimens she had ever laid eyes upon - his powerful physique taut and sculpted like an ancient warrior etching. Even at rest, his piercing hazel eyes glinted with an intensity that could doubtless turn predatory in the blink of an eye. "Who are you?" she demanded, her defensive posture not wavering an inch despite her intrigue. "Why did you intervene in my affairs?" The lycan arched a thick brow, seemingly amused by her distrustful hostility despite her indebtedness to him. "I am Ryker," he replied simply. "A rover with no set clan or ancestral territories to claim. I stumbled upon your tracks and those of the Rager while hunting and thought i

Ryder mumbled something under his breath but turned his focus back to making breakfast. “It's not every day you get older,” Keiran said softly. “You’re eighteen and in this pack, it’s a big deal.” “Keiran－” “There’s no use arguing,” Ryder interrupted me. “Once Keiran sets his mind on something you won’t be able to talk him out of it.” I turned my focus back on Keiran, ready to argue my case, but he was already focused on the tablet again, swiping through pictures of cakes. Big, ridiculous-looking cakes.

I turned. Ryker walked in like he owned the place. He was twenty-four, tall and broad like his father but leaner, meaner. Dark hair messy on purpose. Full sleeve tattoos disappearing under the sleeves of his black t-shirt. A silver chain around his neck. He had Victor’s same sharp jaw but his mouth was softer, crueler when he smirked. And right now he was smirking at me. He closed the door behind him and leaned against it, arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were darker than his father’s. Hungrier.

In exchange, I will be the perfect, obedient Luna until you secure your inheritance. Ryker looked at me for a long moment, which felt like forever. I thought he was going to kill me. I thought he was going to laugh right in my face. Slowly a smirk crept onto his lips. It was not a pleasant one. It was wicked and dark and promised trouble. He set down his glass on the tray of a moving waiter. "You are right, little mouse," Ryker's thunderous voice carried across the room, which had become eerily quiet. "Actually, I do need a wife."

“I’m an orphan.” Ryker swiftly uttered, “I’m sorry to hear that. “I’ll burn your money.” “I’m broke.” “I’ll kill your lover!” “He’s gone too. Recently.” Ryker was taken aback. “You have no money, no family, no partner. What do you live for?” I shuffled Ryker’s fluffy hair, just like I would with a puppy. “I have my herd, my vegetable patch, and my harvested grains. “Oh, and you.” Ryker’s breath hitched. A never-before sensation coursed through his veins, jump-starting his long-dormant heart.

“Nothing has changed, Ryker. They have telepathy. Either way, they’d find out the Vampires were slaughtered and look to that village for answers. It’s the closest to the cave, and they had to know who they had a deal with. The villagers are shit out of luck. You know that. But you won’t be dead if you come with me. I already promised I’d keep you alive, and I meant it.” “Yeah, well, I’m not sure I trust you, princess,” he said with a growl. “In my experience, your type is almost as ruthless as the damn monsters you’re fighting.” His words stung a little. “You a member of the American congress?” she asked, scowling at him. Ryker shook his head and finished his beer, no longer jovial in any wa

He poured his frustration out on Penny but it did not mean he was done with Kathleen; he was going to get her fair share of treatment very soon. Ryker had finally found out about Alec and his childhood. Now he knew where Alec’s town was but he wasn’t entirely sure if he would even find Kathleen there but it was a shot worth trying. “Are you sure you are in a good health to make this journey alone?” Roy and Ryker were discussing stuff as Olivia was sleeping in the bedroom. All these days, where they were busy trying to find ways to help their girls out, they forgot about one main piece.

But now, standing before her, he could almost see himself dragging and pinching on one nipple while almost swallowing the other. His thoughts were as wild and dirty as the raw image of cocks splitting pussy open, but his thoughts were his. Dark and authentic. Ryker cleared his throat gently, knowing that regardless of how attractive she looked, he could not afford to cross the line. She was his best friend's sister and she was still their little one. “Head inside.” Ryker turned around to leave, his voice turning authoritative. . “I won’t,” Kira said, and Ryker stopped on his track.

He was thrilled initially when I had informed him that I would be returning home soon with my new mate in tow, but his enthusiasm swiftly darkened when I let him know that he would be temporarily taking my place as acting alpha in the South, with Theo’s aid, of course. I knew very little about Ryker’s checkered past here in his birth territory, though being his oldest friend, I was aware of some of the demons that he had kept locked deep inside over the years. I was not sure who his parents were or even what had happened before he had arrived within my sphere of awareness, but I knew he always shied away from being directly in charge of others, despite the effortlessness and natural talent h