Scared Rider Xechs Novels & Stories

man I just locked eyes with. Nightcrawler. Somehow it makes perfect sense. The pale, dead skin, red eyes that looked like it had never embraced sleep for at least a thousand years now, and that creepy, endless grin he keeps throwing at me makes my whole body shudder in fear. I reek of it, and the nightcrawler more than anyone else could fucking tell as his grin went impossibly wider, stretching to his sharp-edged ears. What a creep. "Fucking wear your seatbelt, Ava!" I snap my wide eyes at Hunter as he punched the gas, ultimately running over the nightcrawler blocking our path. I can't stop the squeal from escaping my throat as I felt the car hit its body with the loudest thud before it roll

“Just because you start speaking with that good woman of yours again, it doesn’t mean that you can simply get rid of me. Didn’t she already give you up to me? Why would you think that four years would make a difference? Also, I don’t see her around… I guess she still thinks I deserve you better.” “So, you’ve heard. Am I supposed to be scared about this?” Gryphon stopped typing and leaned on his chair. He then huffed and recited lines as if he was shuddering in fear. “Oh, what are you going to do to me, now? Mommy, save me. Roxanne is going to make my life hell…”

1st stage : Denial Eschia was astonished when she heard the unfortunate news. At first, she thought it was just a prank. On the other hand, she can't ignore the sadness painted on her mother's face. When she saw Trey's cold, lifeless body, she insisted that it was the wrong one. She knew it's his real body. Her boyfriend is not good at pulling out pranks. She shook her head in disbelief. 2nd stage: Anger "If only I didn't whine about Hana"

He was fingering his blade again, his lust for blood shed was approaching 10 on the ritcher scale. I shakily got to my feet, glaring at him. What human being does this? Derive satisfaction from terror and pain? He wasn't human. He was a beast. "Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to you?" I cried, stalling him with my question. Maybe I could run away. My spirits sank as I looked around. I was standing on a large acre of nothingness and gravel. I was a running target. He walked up to me, his boots crunching on small stones. His breath fanned my face and the look in his eyes chilled my bones. There was no ounce of sympathy in those eyes.

Memories that weren’t mine flashed in rapid bursts: Terrain cities in the sky. A sea of golden energy. A colossal Gate carved into an asteroid. A thousand voices chanting the sigil. Then A jolt. A breath. A shattering sensation inside my chest. I let out a strangled gasp and fell to my knees. The energy faded instantly. The chamber went silent. Only the lingering echo of the voice remained. “Do not fear the spark. You will need it sooner than you think.” My vision steadied enough to see the floor again the countdown had ended.

The Riders were legends in between half myth, half nightmare. The lead bike stopped a few feet away. Its rider swung a boot to the ground, pulling off his helmet. Dark hair spilled free. Steel-gray eyes glinted cold under the moon. A scar carved on his right brow, stark against tanned skin. Axel Voss. Alpha of the Moonburn Riders. Raven’s stomach dropped. Every warning she’d ever heard about him whispered through her mind. Ruthless. Unstoppable. Dangerous. But none of that mattered. Because the second his eyes locked on hers, the wolf inside Raven went still, whispering one word in a voice that shook her bones.

Dave touched his hurting nose in disbelief, his eyes darkened with fury as he decided he’d retort rather than retreat. He threw a punch at Justin who not only dodged but also struck back. He staggered back, bruised beyond words, it was a terrible sight to see because a part of his eye was red already. Dave couldn’t just accept defeat and without a word, he let out a loud scream, it was enough to scare the beds away and in minutes, the clothes shredded to pieces as his arms and legs changed into limbs. He was on the ground in less than three minutes, a big black wolf with white spots was staring at Justin with his eyes blazing with anger. “Argh!” He screamed, baring his fangs as he dashed to

“That’s what the white creature is. A Gravok. They herd Ferals. I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.” I gave a watery laugh. “It was a dream, Xan. You can’t fight dreams.” “I hate that it touched you at all,” he growled, brushing damp hair from my face. “I hate anything that scares you.” I closed my eyes and reached inside myself. Wolf? You there? Nothing. Not even an echo. Figures, I thought. Just trauma. Xander suddenly pulled back, clapped his hands once, and flashed that wicked grin that always melted my defenses.

I ask, forgetting about his nakedness for a few seconds, only to be slapped with flushed cheeks and embarrassment, the next as I glance at him again. Just keep your eyes on his eyes Halie. We can do this. "What...you mean shift?" "Think about it Halie, the animal you saw, I'm standing in the same spot. " "Okay, so you manage to stand where he was big deal, " "Stop denying what you're seeing? Did you hear it leave? Something that large isn't easily scared away, " Rider says, taking sure steps towards me and I move back hitting into the trunk of the tree behind me. "You know you know the truth, admit it. You've known all along. "

CROSS I was hanging on for my dear life. The ride was like a first class ticket to the grave. Seth handled the wheels like we were all immortal and my heart raced with tremendous fear. “I know it's fucking urgent but can you please slow down!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, but while I was crumbling in fear, Lucian hummed and drummed on his thigh, bobbing his head to my screams as though they were a special kind of music for him.