Ryker Httyd Novels & Stories

"The seer said, the hybrid would be the one to destroy the world... So, that shows he is evil!" "Do you have any idea who it could be?" Jaden sounds curious as he asks him. "And how do you expect me to know. Of course, I have no idea!" Rocky replied with a frown. "How old are you Rocky?" "Old enough to be your father!" "What?" Jaden exclaimed in shock. He wasn't expecting to hear such an answer from him. "Just kidding!" Rocky burst into laughter and snapped his right fingers to Jaden's face. "I'm 17 years old!"

"Dr. Hart is more than a friend. He's my therapist." The admission shocked her into silence. This cold, controlled man saw a therapist? "And tonight," Ryker continued, his voice dropping to a near whisper meant only for her, "he's going to help us understand each other better." His breath tickled her ear, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. "Unless, of course, you'd prefer I handle things my way?" The threat was velvet-wrapped steel. Lyra forced a smile for Dr. Hart's benefit. "Dinner sounds lovely," she said, hyperaware of Ryker's hand still pressed against her back. "I'm dying to hear all about your work with my husband."

“DON'T WORRY, I’M AN EXPERT BIKER; WE’RE NEARLY THERE.” True to his word, Lycroft College’s brick building speeds into view. Ryker swerves into a parking spot near the dorms. “See? Expert,” he brags, but I’m not in the mood to play. “Who was that?” I stand and tear myself away from him. Ryker sighs, removing his helmet and shaking his golden curls free. A group of girls stop to stare at him, giving me nasty looks in the process. He rumbles out, “Stay away from him. He can be dangerous.”

I replied in a low tone. “I know that, but my wolf doesn't know that when I am around you,” he paused and pulled the doorknob. “And I wouldn't know that when I fuck you,” He walked out, slamming the door and leaving utterly speechless. Who the hell is Ryker, the Lycan King?

"Viktor will destroy you, take your position, and make Kyra his Luna. Your children will be raised by another alpha. Is your pride worth that?" "My pride has nothing to do with it," Ryker said. "I'm fighting for my family and my pack, and I'll die before I surrender either." "So be it," Dorian said, and left. Kyra spent that night memorizing every detail of Ryker's face, every touch, every whispered word. They made love desperately, both knowing it might be the last time, and Kyra cried against his chest afterward. "I love you," she said. "No matter what happens tomorrow, I love you completely."

"Get the healer, damn it!" Ryker's voice echoed through the hallway as he made his way towards his chambers with irritation latched onto his face and an unconscious Kiara in his arms. Her body temperature had become hotter than before and she kept on mumbling words he couldn't understand and hear. He gently placed Kiara on his bed before walking over to his bathroom. When he returned to her side, he stared at her sleeping figure. "You better not think of dying, you tramp. I'm not done with you just yet" he bellowed as he sat beside her placing a warm towel on her forehead

I subconsciously wiped the remnant off my lip with my tongue. But it only seemed to have caused trouble. "Fuck, stop doing that." Ryker's eyes shone with lust. "Else I'll bend you over and fuck you, with the cold biting into your skin." I wanted to think he wouldn't be so wild as to engage in stuff like that. But this was Ryker Holland. He had little to no care about the world. And I was tempted to know.

For a long moment, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off me, his usual professional detachment momentarily shattered. "You look... remarkably prepared, Valeria," Adrian managed to say, clearing his throat and hastily grabbing his briefcase to hide his distraction. "The car is waiting. Let's move. We can't afford to be late for the Vane event. The Hawks' PR team is notoriously difficult if you miss your window." The drive to the hockey event center was a blur of passing trees and people. I spent the time checking my digital recorder and scrolling through my notes on my tablet, though I already knew every word by heart.

He hid behind Argo just in time, when I tried to bite the brat’s ass. “Get lost, Ryder before I kill you !!” I growled through the mindlink, making the jerk laugh. “Ok but remember what I said ! Take care of Kyler !!” he teased one last time before teleporting back to Blue Moon Pack. “He should have actually asked me to go easy on his sister,” Kyler smirked suggestively before pouncing on me- literally. RAWWRRRR.

“It wouldn’t fix the wolfsbane.” “But it means she would heal, right?” He nods. Ryker pulls up his sleeve, exposing a tattoo of a hawk that wraps around his forearm. “Do it.” He says. “Take as much as you need.” “You don’t need to…” I begin but he silences me with a look.