Ryker Skye Novels & Stories

All these questions were a mystery that Skyla wanted to decode. But right now the very first thing she wanted to do was get away from the clutches of the hungry, ravenous Lycan Rogues. On the backdrop of the hungry Lycan Rogues laughing their hearts out on seeing their leader, the female Lycan bringing her open mouth with sharp teeth closer to Skyla to bite and tear her apart, Skyla drifted her face drenched in fear away. She was close to the mouth of death and that was when yer mind rang a bell.

She was in pain from seeing him in pain. I turned to Beta Miles. “He was a child. He was just eleven and his father asked him to kill someone. Your father would've known about it because it's an Alpha thing for Red Moon. He couldn't and his father had to pick your father. Have you looked at Ryker closely? He still has scars from the slashes his father gave him that night because he wouldn't kill your father. You have your answers now. Ryker was forced to and he's never been able to forgive himself ever since.” Selina hugged Ryker, “I should have protected you. I really should. Miles please, he was a child. Just an eleven year old.”

Not after what I had done. Then Zara’s voice came through the wood. “Skye, listen. Zane is still on the rooftop. He’s on the edge. He’s threatening to jump. He said he can’t live like this anymore.” Red’s voice joined in, shaking. “He’s serious, Skye. He’s standing there crying, saying if you don’t come back and say yes, he’s going to end it. Please. You have to come.”

So shameful… “Hey.” He says firmer, not giving me room to avoid him. I meet his gaze. The shadows swirl in them, dark and relentless, but behind them, I can spot his brilliant green eyes. Ryker is still Ryker, no matter what has happened. “Ignore him.” Rye says, “When I get out of here I’ll kill him for good.” My throat bobs, even as Everest rasps a laugh, and I turn forward, facing away from one nightmare to the next.

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

"I'll go see what's going on. In the meantime, I should send them some Dyra stones just in case they run out of supplies or are in danger" Skye replied before getting up, his fringe moved slightly from the sudden movement meanwhile his eyes showed that he wasn't going to be swayed.

The floor had grey tiles, but there were also skid marks as if the floor had witnessed a lot of footprints. When she turned around to her left, and her gaze landed on a symbol embedded on the wall above her, she froze Ryker Brothers Pack symbol. The images of Alpha Ryker massacring her father's Pack and his wicked smirk as he watched from afar flashed through her head. Alpha Ryker of the Ryker Brothers Pack was a ruthless, heartless Alpha, and she had been one of his victims. He had ridden her of everything she had. Made her fatherless. Forced her to relocate to another Pack as an Omega and made her meet Caden, who had subjected her to bullying.

you more pain.” “But then on one particular day, I saw you with Eros and I wasn’t sure how but something snapped inside of me.” His jaw clenched so tightly that I could hear his teeth gritting. Ryker closed his eyes briefly and I waited for him. I knew he needed time and that this wasn’t easy. He literally poured his heart out right now and honestly, he could take all the time he needed because I would always be there for him. He only continued once he reopened his eyes. “I wanted to kill him, Xy, and I had never had that urge before. Sure, I was jealous when you were with him or Miles but I was always able to manage my feelings. On that day, it was different. He was just holding your hand

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 picks a cigarette. "Thanks alot my prince" I quickly exit his room. How long can this continue. I thought painfully. Am pawn within devious dirty games. Drake's POV. "What plans have you?" Ryker questions. "Numerous plans Ryker"I light my cigarette. "Firstly a visit to our dearest Luna" I exhale smoke's. "If that fails then emerges bloody visitation to the beserk slayer" I grin. "Am loving this" Ryker deviously supports.