Ryker Grimborn Novels & Stories

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.

Darkle laughed with some sarcasm, wondering if he was not afraid when seeing his whole herd had been killed a while ago, and these two were the ones who killed them and no one else. Why not be afraid?? Does he trust his strength to this degree or does he not care about his life? Do you think that Mars and Zayn can't kill him? " Come on, my girl, come forward." NBS laughed at Mars inside him when he saw his father's Mate standing confidently in front of him Yes his father's mate! Because he is not a legitimate son! He is the son of a witch whose father had an illegal relationship with her, so he took the power of witches and the power of werewolves, a hybrid yes.

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.

Their stark differences would suggest hostility between the two, however, they look rather warm toward each other. As Rylan turns back to me, I catch Asher's gaze again. He has those bedroom eyes, his dark hair falling into them. His wink is subtle, as he bites the edge of his lip through a knowing smile, before he turns and follows Alden toward the edge of the room. His gait is smooth as he saunters away, while I glower at his back. He wears a dark jacket, the gold thread curling across the back into the symbol of allegiance to his pack. The Golden Wolf.

I gushed a little too excitedly. "German Shepherd and he named him Slash," I heard him chuckling to himself, "he thought it was badass name according to him but it's actually one of his hacker terms." So I learned something new. Their eighteen-year-old brother was probably a hacker or something along the lines of one. Ace seemed to be into something more dangerous and deadly and Gunnar seemed to be into the business side of things. He seemed like the type to initiate meetings. But it was all one business. The question remained, what was said business?

he observed. "Shall we wait for Alexander to arrive so he can assist you?" Melo sneered but Mell their another friend chose to ignore him. He slammed the jackhammer he was carrying into the tombstone so hard it began to crack, the surface spider-webbing like shattered glass. He repeated the process for about three times until the surface of the tombstone turned into shards of pieces. He kicked at the pile of debris before his feet, revealing the hidden door. The group behind him smiled as they finally saw the secret hidden door beneath the city. The White Wolf's Clan carefully kept this alternative door for years but now, it had come to an end.

“But what you say is preposterous. No man can chop three soldiers into chunks with just a wave of the hand, even sorcerers don’t do that.” “Well Lord Ryder isn’t a sorcerer…” “That’s for sure.” Lyra added under her breath. “...he’s more than that. He is an Axeris, and a powerful one too.” Lyra smiled, she would agree to that one, that was the only thing about himself which he absolutely loved to show off. The power and arrogance. “Yeah, that he is.” “So you believe me?” She smiled and turned to face Tezani but didn’t stop walking. “Yes, I’ll believe you. But I would alos like to see it for myself, did you see it yourself?”

He nodded at the priest who smiled back at him. Alpha James continued, “Earlier this week, I asked Bernard if I could have a few minutes tonight to make an announcement to the pack. Looking around and seeing how many have joined us, I can see that word travels fast! I am sure you’re all just as anxious as I am to celebrate the good news that I will be revealing tonight. It is with great pride that my mate, Luna Sienna, and I announce that our son, Blake, recently graduated with his business degree from the werewolf-led Grey Wolf University in Siberia. With this update comes even better news that he will be returning later this week and will spend the remainder of the summer preparing to beco