Ryker Grimborn Novels & Stories

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.

“I, Valkyrie Nightborn, Daughter of Late Omega Thane and Lyra of Hallow Wood pack rejects you, Ryker Malrik, the Alpha of Grim-Fang Pack as my mate.” His mouth hung open. Loud gasps erupted from the wolves. The sky darkened, hovering beneath the Full moon. And the once brightened woods turned gray. The hushes grew, the circle tightened as many stared at me in disbelief. Their eyes swept from me to Ryker and to his father, whom I had just realized was standing here all along, in his human form. “If you're not Alpha enough to reject me, then I just did the honour.”

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.

I don’t stop running until the trees blur around me and the scent of pine nearly chokes me. I don’t even hear him approach. Ryker’s scent hits me first—cigarettes and blood. “Didn't think I'd find you this easy,” he says casually, stepping into my path like he's got a death wish. He’s tall. Taller than me by a few inches, built like a gladiator with a scar cutting clean across his left eye. Most wolves would back down seeing him. Ryker wasn’t just another rogue—he was a legend. A nasty one.

Ryker was pulling one of the chairs over to him. “Switch that off; I want him to see me first,” he said to someone. The spotlight came off, only a dim light remaining. His eyes adjusted quickly, and he saw Ryker’s amused face as he sat with his feet crossed in front of him. Ryker was a big man, bigger than he was. He had scars across his face from all his battles that made other wolves shrink back in fear. Only something truly horrific could cause scars on a wolf, and this one had lived through many of them.

I have heard that this is not a Gamma you want as an enemy. Lastly, Tenebris the Delta, sitting with his back to the door. Long, black hair, piercings in his eyebrows as well as his ears and lips. Basically a walking fucking Goth werewolf, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. Apparently, his claws contain poison dangerous to his own kind due to something in his blood. “Kai,” Ryker says when he spots us and walks over. “Thank you for having me.” “Thank you for coming,” my brother responds and shakes his hand. I watch as everyone stops what they’re doing when Kai calls for their attention.

I also couldn't get rid of the notion that I was about to fall into a trap that would permanently alter my life as I was leaving. I turned around as I heard footsteps behind me and saw a person stepping out of the darkness. It was a towering, commanding guy with intense blue eyes. "Who are you?" With a forceful voice, I asked. The guy bent his head and his face became sombre. "My name is Ryker, and I'm a member of Ronan's pack." Curious, I arched an eyebrow. "What do you want?" Ryker took a step towards me, his eyes meeting mine. "I would want to caution you, Aria. Ronan is not who he seems to be. He is keeping something significant from you.

He leans down from time to kiss me on my lips. Suddenly, we are attacked, and we are surrounded by wolves. Ricky and I shift onto Black and Freya, and we begin to fight with them, ripping the heads of many of them as we fight for our lives. But as the fight breaks off, a massive gray wolf with fiery eyes emerges, and he knocks me unconscious. When I awake, Ricky is gone, and no trace is left of him other than a trail of blood.

I pouted. "Antonia." I raised my gaze and saw Jayden, walking in with someone I had never seen before. "Welcome, Jayden," I smiled and went to him. "Thank you," Jayden beamed. "Antonia, this is my assistant and friend, Ryker. He has not been around because he had duties outside the pack." "Ryker meet Antonia, my mate," He introduced me. I looked at Ryker and he had dark hair like Jayden, a handsome face too, and several tattoos and piercings. He looked like a sharp contrast to Jayden's calm demeanor.

As the shadowed figure stepped out from the trees, Lena’s heart skipped. His face came into view under the fading sunlight, chiseled features, a dark gaze filled with unyielding resolve. She recognized him immediately. Ryker, a warrior from her clan's past, and someone she thought lost years ago. “Ryker?” Kaden’s voice held a mix of shock and wariness. The man had disappeared during a raid when they were just children, presumed dead. His return was as startling as his hardened facial expression, which conveyed resentment and treachery.