Ryle Novels & Stories

He did not flinch. “You’re trespassing. And if you value your life, you’ll think twice before storming into my den again. Next time, I won’t stop at holding your neck.” I whispered. “And trust me when I say the last thing that you are going to want is have your child be an orphan.” He tried to shove me off, fury blazing in his eyes, when a small voice broke through the storm. “Uncle Darius!” Riley.

He smiled at me tenderly before bringing my hand back to him to kiss him gently. " Enchant Miss Lyra Laine, my Luna, my soul mate" He says forcefully. I'm your half, the only man in your life, Ryley Ericsson the K alpha wolf, the prince of the East Coast of the United States... I look at him stunned, stuck between wanting to slap him and running to hide.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Yet, from the ashes of tragedy, three more exceptional individuals had risen, their potential as bright as the sun. Ryle Green, the third son of Count Green, was a name that resonated with power and promise. His record at the Knight Academy was flawless, a testament to his unwavering dedication and natural aptitude. He had not only graduated with top honors but had also excelled in every practical exam, emerging victorious with only minor injuries. One particular challenge, a grueling test of skill and courage, involved clearing a B-rank dungeon, a feat typically undertaken by seasoned veterans. Ryle Green, however, had tackled

Killarney, Ireland, 1840 Kian O'Braonain was the best friend anyone in the world could ever have. He could run as fast as lightening, climb like a cat, and hit a bird with a stone from twenty yards. While Aaron seldom had a chance to play with his friend now that he was older and had more responsibility, his Ma usually didn’t mind if he walked home with Kian after mass, and the boys would spend several hours running around the base of Torc Mountain, tossing stones in the lake, or running through the village scaring the chickens and the cows.

before. @cycy

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

Jordan Davis. “Kyra…”

He looks at me as if I'm the most interesting thing to him. "What the hell is going on?" He kinda chuckles at me,"You're a spicy thing aren't you? Don't seem to let anything or anyone scare you. Makes sense. You're someone to be feared. Not one to fear others." "Who are you?" I asked raising my left eyebrow up towards the sky. "Me, I'm Rylin, Alpha of the Blood moon pack, and this is my Betta Jordie." I bust out laughing. " Hold on you're trying to tell me you're werewolves," i was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe,