Ryker Dublin Novels & Stories

"For instance, I'll answer one question for you." Deirdre held her breath. The truth was within reach now. "I believe you have many questions in your mind. I can give you an opportunity to have your doubts answered." Ryker smiled with interest. Deirdre clenched her palm. The answer seemed urgent, but she hesitated. "I'll give you one chance, Ms. McKinnon. But certain private and confidential topics won't be disclosed," Ryker warned. Deirdre's gaze darkened. "You said you want something from Brendan, but I've never heard of your group. You're not from Neve, right? Where are you from?"

It wasn’t what I expected but I can handle it. I was brought back from my trance by a smack on my back. “What the fuck!” I hissed out massaging the spot. “You’re too violent.” I threw her a glare. “I can never surpass you. What are you thinking exactly? How could you marry someone you don’t know.” “I know him. Ryker Oscar, a notorious biker who is arrogant and full of himself.” I said with a roll of an eye. And as if he knew we were talking about him, the door to the room was pushed open and the devil himself walked in.

They watched as the iron gate slid open. "Guess we're good to go," Quinn grins, skipping backward through the opening. They walked up the long drive and Quinn saw a familiar face. "Hey Alarik," he yelled at the hybrid lycan king. Alarik looks and chuckles seeing the younger man. "It's been a long time boy, who's your friend," Alarik questions his eyes watching Ryker curiously. "This is Ryker, Nyx and McKenna's son, he's a hybrid fairy," he chuckles, elbowing Ryker. Alarik grins and nods his head.

“Since when do you entertain guests? Especially women?” “Since now.” Dominic lifted his face up and glared at him. “Lyra this is—” “Ryker. A pleasure to meet you, Lyra.” Ryker interrupted, and Dominic’s jaw ticked. “I’m the Beta of this pack and, more importantly, the brains behind this whole operation.” Dominic shot him a look, but Ryker only smirked, and I found my lips twitching. He was quirky and amusing, nothing like Dominic’s cold and distant demeanor.

Nia Thorn says, handing over a thick parchment folder. The second she turns her back and exits the office, Ryker snatches the papers right out of my grip. "Lukan Marie Vale," Ryker reads out loud, a massive grin spreading across his face. "Born in the Redfang Territory. Twenty-nine winters old. Blackthorn Academy performing arts graduate. Perfect marks from the trainers. No rogue activity. Never been thrown into the pack dungeons." I yank the file back into my own claws. "You nosy bastard."

Ryker nodded, “we will, but be careful. His family is dangerous. I don’t know what role Creed plays for them, but I’m sure he’s not innocent.” “I know, but sometimes you're forced to do things you don’t want to do to survive.” Ryker nodded again, “or you lie about it to impress your mate?” I stared at Ryker for a minute before nodding. He’s not wrong for questioning Creed’s motives. “I trust him. I don’t think he’s lying about anything.” The boys glanced at each other before turning their attention back to me. Ryker spook up first. “Rowen Moon is from a medium-sized pack in New Mexico. He is the Alpha’s oldest son, and they are known for being aggressive and vicious to anyone outside their p

I said. I just stared at him. He's wearing simple jeans, rubber shoes, and a white T-shirt with a print on it. So simple, yet so stunning. He's good at dropping my underwear. "What're you doing here? Is Milky sick?" he asked. "Oh, nothing, just grooming. You? What're you doing here?" "Daniel asked me to buy a dog." "There's no dog here, though." "I know. I just wanted to know about a good breed and where I could buy one," Ryker said, glancing at the man at the front desk. "You must have something to recommend, right?"

We both glared at Ryker. “Could you be any louder? You could wake the whole hospital with that noise!” My brother said walking towards the door. “You know I like you Ryker but calm down our mate isn’t awake. But I’m sure if you keep slamming doors open she will.” I said walking toward my gamma patting him on his back. Ryker was tan with blonde short shaggy hair, he had ocean blue eyes and standing at 6’2. He was very fit and muscular like the rest of us.

But there was nothing, only the morning air that slipped beneath get fingers Ike the rippling surface of water and was as swiftly gone. ```` Ryker had just arrived from the errand the King had sent him and he was headed to report to his father. He couldn't wait to see Savannah the most and tell her of his plans, tell her what they would do to keep both of them safe, especially their baby. he was so fucking excited to be a father that his mother and sister trying to talk to him didn't even register. he didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore after seeing how they could treat a fellow living being like that, just because she wasn't as wealthy as them. inhumane.

Even though I badly need answers on who the fuck Ryker is and what ties or whatever he wants with Layla, I will not push Erin to give me those answers if he is not ready. The boy has gone through so much trauma, and I need him in his best mind to help me against Ryker only if he can handle it. I know he is strong, maybe not so much as his sister, but he is brave nonetheless. “Ryker is pure evil,” I listen to him boldly speaking up finally, “Ryker is not just some rogue leader with anger issues. He’s the head of a trade. Slaves. Captives. Torture for hire. He takes in the broken, the unwilling, and the desperate, and turns them all into currency.”