Novel & Cerita Ryker Skye

My blood boiled in my veins. I opened the door to the dressing room forcefully. Tears were streaming down my face as I looked at him. “Filthy? Slave? That’s what you really think of me!?” “Isn’t that what you are?” His reply was so cold it stunned me. “You were a fool to think that I would ever mate with you, even if the Moon Goddess fated it.” I blinked. What? “I reject you, Skye. I, Alex Wilder, reject you as my mate.”

Being alone in the car with a stranger felt so awkward—I didn’t even know what to say. Skye: Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Skye. What’s your name? Just as the tension threatened to overwhelm the air, he finally broke the silence. Me: Irene Fletcher. Skye: Irene. Irene, the name of the Goddess of Peace. What a beautiful name. Hearing my name, Skye smiled again. I hadn’t expected it—he seemed more like a playful rogue to me, and I was caught off guard. Skye: May I ask… what happened at the hospital last time? Why were you kicked out?

But then the ground shuddered. A roar split the air, rattling my bones. The jagged hole in the fortress flared with black fire as something massive stalked through. Ryker. His half-Lycan form filled the night, monstrous, fur bristling with veins of shadow. His eyes glowed like pits of molten blood, his grin a jagged wound. He stopped when he saw us—Lyra kneeling over me, her light spilling into my broken body. “How touching.” His voice carried like thunder. “The little witch wasting her light on a man already drowning in darkness.”

Time is of the essence! Attention, everyone. We are currently facing a critical situation within our pack. Skyler, Beta Cameron's daughter; has unfortunately been rejected by her mate and pack this evening, forcing her to flee and become a rogue. I urge you all to exercise caution if you happen to encounter her. Instead of engaging in any form of aggression, please reach out to me immediately. It is crucial to be mindful that Skyler may not be in a stable mental state and could potentially react aggressively due to the overwhelming circumstances she is currently facing. Let us handle this situation with utmost care and ensure the safety of both our pack and Skyler herself.

Ryker mumbled to himself. “Yeah, Jace, my ex-boyfriend,” Arya explained. “No, I remember who Jace is, I'm just trying to remember what I asked them to do to him,” Ryker said. He used his hands to mess up his curly hair before sitting properly on his seat and sighing. “Don’t worry, he's alive...” At least he thought so. Ryker wasn't sure and he couldn't be bothered to check. “So you did do something, why?!” Arya was worried and scared.

She reached out and gently touched his arm, hoping to comfort him. Kylian looked up at her, his usually calm demeanor replaced by a furrowed brow. He handed her the letter he had been holding, and Diana's eyes quickly scanned its contents. It was a letter from the Resin Moon Pack, a neighboring pack known for their hostility towards Diana's pack. The letter stated that they had Emma captive and were demanding a ransom for her release.

I nodded, then lowered my head. “Give the girl a break, Typhon. She is one of the only Keres’ that we can rely on to watch over our dear boy.” My cheeks reddened once again at the mention of the boy with ice blue eyes, Ryder. My mind went back to the night in the club. It was the first time I let him see me. The moment his eyes met mine, it felt like all the breath got sucked from my lungs. “I think our little Keres has a crush.” Selene giggled. I crossed my arms and shifted my weight onto one leg. Before I could protest, Typhon spoke.

I scream, my voice echoing off the high ceilings like a desperate animal. The warm-up music dies. Skates scrape to a halt. Every head turns toward center ice where Ryder stands like a god among mortals—tall, broad, helmet off, dark hair messy and damp. That signature cocky grin stretches across his stupidly perfect face as he flips through my private notebook.

Licking hungrily at the seams of his scars, sending a little electric sensation through me. He wants to believe that it's Scarlett pleasuring him like this in the middle of the night. But he knows it's not Scarlett. Ryker opened his eyes on the verge of release. He stared at Vane's head as he bobbed it up and down. "vane—" He tried to dislodge the man, even as he tries to wake up from sleep completely. His mouth let go of him with a pop, and he stared at him dreamily, "Ryker...." Then, he lowered his head again, and applied pressure that left him on the very edge of climax.

when in fact we can burn this forest down into ashes. As soon as I set my foot on the village's gate, Gran, my childhood friend, came running to me. "Sera! The elder Fyre is looking for you." He said. He guided me towards the elder's house but while walking he kept telling about nonsense and when we were near the elder's house, I got irritated and said, "For the record Gran, you are the noisiest man I've ever met." and walked away, leaving him smiling, don't ask me why that's just how he is.