Ryth Novels & Stories

It slows right in front of me, and for a second, I think it’s going to stop. Maybe hitchhiking is a better idea than waiting for a cab. I step toward the street—and then it accelerates. The tire sinks into a puddle, and a mix of water and mud explodes straight at me, ruining my immaculate skirt. “Damn idiot! Are you blind or what?” I shout, furious, trying to see the jerk hiding behind the tinted window. The window rolls down slowly. Shamelessly. A long arm appears first. The sleeve of a black suit fits it perfectly, revealing a small but impossible-to-ignore tattoo on his wrist: a Roman numeral five.

Rhea introduced herself. "And the last but not the least! My name is Jordan! Aka Summer's most gorgeous friend ever! But you can call me Jor or Dan for short! Maybe we can be friends so that I can teach you sense of—ouch!" He didn't finished his speech because Rhea smacked the back of his head. Greka raised an eyebrow at him and her attention went back on me. 'can I kill him?' she mouthed and I glared at her.

I said and I closed my eyes and Zara pulled the quiver over her back. I ported us to Nick’s pack and it was chaos. People were running and screaming and I focused my attention on the witches as the rest of my pack shifted and started attacking. Upon seeing us arrive more people shifted and joined in the fight. I walked swiftly towards the witches and in my head I snapped their necks as I chanted. “Slíta háls.” I kept moving forward, anger pulsating through me. “Skéra óst,” I said as I looked at another one and I saw the gaping wound on her throat as I cut it open with magic.

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Dawn came thin and grey, leaching the world of color. Rhea kicked at bedrolls with scant mercy. “Up. If you’re not on your feet in two minutes, I’m feeding your boots to the horses.” Rin surfaced from a shallow, knot‑tight sleep with a jaw full of grit and a spine that ached in three places. Her dreams clung—stone, chanting, a knife whose edge she never quite saw—then shredded under cold air and motion.

“So what’s the alternative? Invite it in for tea?” Raine’s gaze remained fixed on the synchronized pulses. The rhythm wasn’t chaotic. It was measured. Deliberate. The Void wasn’t slamming against walls anymore. It was knocking. A low tremor rippled through the chamber—not destructive, but deep. The lights along the merged lattice dimmed and brightened in sequence, like breath passing through lungs. Raine inhaled sharply. “There’s a threshold point,” she said. “A space between the pulses.” Fenris’s brow furrowed. “Between heartbeats.”

he groaned against my back. Baby, not little mate, not mate. Something softer. Something that was entirely his. Then it crashed through me like a wall collapsing. "Ry— Zith—" Both names tore from my throat, raw, broken and completely uncontrolled. My whole body shook violently as the orgasm rolled through me in waves that stole every coherent thought I owned. Rythan's arm wrapped tight around my waist from the front, holding me upright while Zithan worked me through every last tremor, every wave, every aftershock until I was completely boneless against the desk.

He thought 'who gave you such an annoying name as RH18, I feel as if you are a little note playing all around. As if a symphony is surrounding you. From here on your name is Rhythm. Yes, This sounds better. So RH18 if anyone asks your name it's Rhythm okay.' And he got his answer inside his head. ' okay ' Rhythm replied he didn't care much about his name. But he can sense happiness. Arjun almost tripped from his skate board hearing him. He still have to be accustomed to receive answers directly inside his head.

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I looked up at the grey sky and noticed it’s about to rain so I grabbed my umbrella on the way out. On the way to school, it started raining. Where are Sebastian and his car when you need them? I walked into school and headed to my locker shivering and found Rocksyn at hers. “Thought you might need these,” She smiled as she handed over a purple pair of gloves and a scarf, “A cold front has hit, and the water makes it even colder.” I put on the items and packed my bag. “What period do you have first?” “Consumers and you?”