Ryker Skye Novels & Stories

Dark Moon might attack again. “You think this was Damon don’t you?” Ryker asks, his eyebrows drawn in together as he thinks. “But why retreat, why not try and kill you too? And how would he know where the bunkers are? Do you suspect a rat?” Ryker’s voice deepens at the end, the anger evident, and his eyes flash golden. His wolf is near the surface. Ryker closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He is usually the most composed and controlled of the three of us. But he nearly lost his sister, Freya and Jane, a few years ago because of a traitor. So, when it comes to someone betraying their pack, he doesn’t have an ounce of mercy.

I asked, and I could see her face lighting up as she nodded her head. . . . "W-what??? Is that..." "Shit! It's Skye, is that really you Skye?" All eyes turned in my direction as Keira, Derek and Evan looked in my direction with question in their gaze. "It's me," Skye softly spoke, looking at them with a gentle gaze, her eyes sparkling with tears. I know she misses Keira very much, and O wasn't wrong, because they soon got into a tight hugging session, and of course the two dimwits joined them.

Skye held her phone in one hand while placing a heavy bag of expensive tonics and gifts onto the table in the foyer. “Teacher, the Ria you recommended—is she really the young lady from the Mortensen family?” he asked. “Yes. I saw her perform live. I was honestly shocked by her talent. I know you love percussion, but it’s been hard finding someone truly gifted.” “I trust your judgment, of course. It’s just… the Mortensen family…” Skye climbed the stairs without slowing. “You’re worried?”

Now, Hierro has become Skye’s princess. Second, Sykh, Aria, as well as Yuria. With Hierro intervening, Skye finally reconciled with his family – especially with Yuria whom Skye hated the most. Fortunately, Skye wished for his and Hierro’s infinite blissful marriage so Skye didn’t hate Yuria anymore as Yuria blessed them. Finally, Hail. Hierro became Hail’s second loyal friend like Blue – who is Hail’s first best and loyal friend. He never left Hail no matter how much Hail pushed him away.

I would like to introduce you to RYKER, his wolf CHRISTOPHER and his vampire JACK he is an Alpha Werewolf-Vampire hybrid, he is the eldest son of Princess Scarlett and former Alpha Wade of the Blue Moon Pack, no one knows this but his mother, father, grandparents and Theodore's mate Tina the Alpha's daughter. Being the son of an Alpha makes his wolf Christopher an Alpha and therefore makes him stronger than a normal werewolf. His vampire Jack is not very strong but is the source of Ryker's hybrid gift of sight. He is on a journey to find his mother, who was taken by someone that was meant to protect her. Ryker has been having dreams of his mother and a mystery female. Little does he know he

"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."

Skylar, who had softened for love, was already dead in that cold sea. "Install it." I stared into Luke's crazed eyes. "Night Owl was always meant to be a monster."

I lower my gaze, looking at my feet and rolling my eyes. “It’s okay. I was just teasing you, Azura,” he says, putting his hands on my waist and pulling me closer to him. ‘I swear to the goddess, I will fucking kill him,’ Ryker cusses through the link. ‘Control your anger or leave from here,’ I tell him warningly, and he cuts the link off in frustration. “Um, what do you want in return for helping me? Ryker wanted me to be his Luna so he could be eligible to participate in the final combat,” I say, looking at him nervously.

He was undeniably one of the most striking male specimens she had ever laid eyes upon - his powerful physique taut and sculpted like an ancient warrior etching. Even at rest, his piercing hazel eyes glinted with an intensity that could doubtless turn predatory in the blink of an eye. "Who are you?" she demanded, her defensive posture not wavering an inch despite her intrigue. "Why did you intervene in my affairs?" The lycan arched a thick brow, seemingly amused by her distrustful hostility despite her indebtedness to him. "I am Ryker," he replied simply. "A rover with no set clan or ancestral territories to claim. I stumbled upon your tracks and those of the Rager while hunting and thought i

I let go because I am his and his alone. What I wanted to be an evening of innocent fun, a distraction from our farewell, ended with Quinton ruining everything. And Ryker claiming me. Was it hot? Fuck yeah, it was. And I would let him do it again. You can bet your ass I will. “Quinton, is it?” Ryker asks. He knows fully well that’s his name. Time stills. I feel everyone’s gaze on us. “Next time you want to see my Mate later, don’t. A queen like her has me as her King, as her MATE, and as her Alpha. You better memorize my face and my name because I will only repeat it once: I am Alpha Ryker McKinnon of Highplains Pack, and Dira Lockstar is my Luna and my Queen,” he stated, his alpha aura maki