Novel & Cerita Scared Rider Xechs

​Chapter 27: The Scythe’s Awakening ​The lighthouse shook as the second helicopter erupted in a ball of flame. The Duke was a silhouette of carnage against the orange sky, his shadows tearing through Silas’s men with a cold, mechanical cruelty. But every time he struck, I felt it. The bond wasn't just a tether anymore; it was a conduit. I could feel his rage, his bloodlust, and the way he was losing himself to the ancient monster inside.

Aiofe said, getting into a taxi. “Okay.” Xanthe smiled and waved. “Take care, Aiofe. Good night.” “Good night, boss,” Aiofe replied before closing the taxi door. “Is it okay, boss, that we leave early?” Maris asked, riding on his motorcycle with Levi as his passenger. “It’s getting late.” Xanthe smiled at them. “I’m fine. I can handle myself.” “Alright, boss. Take care.” “You too.” After they left, Xanthe gazed at the dark sky, waiting for a passing taxi. She hugged herself against the chill and clenched her fists. Even after seeing many therapists to help her back heal, she was still afraid of the dark.

the scary man yelled angrily. "Let her go, or I will kill your brother," Xavier dared. "Don't listen to him!" the driver yelled. "The money first, you bastard," the scary man snarled at Xavier. Xavier chuckled. "I said it first. Do as I say, moron." The scary man remained still for a while before pushing Giselle away, making her whimper. She looked at Xavier as he released the driver but cracked his neck, making him lose consciousness. Giselle gasped a little.

His hands tried to grab the steering wheel that was being controlled by Archer. "No, I won't stop it!" "Xander! She's in danger! We have to help her!" The image of Xander covered in blood and having a fierce battle with Alarick appeared in Xevia's head like a film. Her heart ached at the sight and her vision blurred. All of sudden, she started shaking uncontrollably. Her throat tightened and she gasped in pain when breathing became increasingly painful. She needed water. "Stop the vehicle...!" Xevia's voice shook with emotion as she spoke. A few drops of tears dripped from her cheeks.

My ribs screamed with every breath—courtesy of Derek's boots three nights ago in that motel parking lot outside Tucson. "You cannot run forever, Jenna," he had said, his voice cold as winter. "I will find you again." But I had run. Again. A rumble split the air. Deep. Mechanical. The kind that made your bones vibrate. I lifted my head and saw them. Six motorcycles rolling down Main Street like they owned it. Leather. Chrome. The devil's head patch on their backs—red eyes, fangs bared. Devil's Reign MC. My blood turned to ice.

Headlights flared, slicing through the darkness like twin blades. The Ironclaws froze. Eyrix lifted his head weakly. A black motorcycle rolled into view between the trees, its engine a low, predatory purr. The rider was massive, his silhouette broad and dangerous as he killed the engine and swung a leg over the bike. Ryder Blackfang, The Alpha of Blackfang pack. He stepped forward, boots crunching on leaves. He didn’t look at the Ironclaws at first. He looked at Eyrix. Slowly, Ryder crouched in front of him. The man’s eyes were an unnerving, icy gray, reflecting the moonlight. His scent hit Eyrix like a wall—steel, and something darkly intoxicating beneath it.

Which is why I let out a silent scream, making Xander and Romeo turn to me with bewildered expressions. “A ROACH!” I whisper scream and went to hide behind Romeo, who was closer to me. I didn’t really hide. It’s more like I am using him as a human shield. Among the two, Romeo is the first to see what I was so scared of. “W-What’s is THAT!?” I feel him shivering under my hold. “Stop gawking at it and kill it!” I yell at him. “I-I don’t know how! I don’t even know what kind of beast it is!” Poor guy tried to fight out of my grasp, but my grip was too strong for him to break free.

The chained airships served as giant swinging hammers, crushing Mekran soldiers below. “Retreat!” Ezekiel roared, riding away from the Sun Fields. He and the other riders cut a path through the sea of Uncivil, but the winged beast flew towards them and let out a spray of dark goop. Ezekiel ducked to avoid the blast, but many of his fellow riders fell off their horses, and grew tentacles and claws.

" whole ride was silent she didnot said a single word and still she was nervous and scared xavier could not put a finger on why she was scared that much she seems a strong confident girl. he knew one thing from his field of work people are not scared without a reason their is something that made her this scared and frightend , and this single thought made him alot angry . they arrived at their destination larib and anum both stepped out of the car anum even thanked him but he didn,t said anything and drive like a mad person . he had one thought in mind to find out why was she so scared . larib. pov the guy drove like a made men from us it looked like we put agun to his head and scared hi

He crashed into Xavier, clinging to him like a scared child. “Ghost! I saw a ghost in broad daylight!” Xavier looked bewildered, while Jackson just shook his head. “What happened to being polite?” Jackson muttered. John's voice cut through the confusion. “What’s going on?” “Boss...” Mitbahl released his grip on Xavier, tears welling up in his eyes. “Boss, that woman... she looked terrifying! She scared the life out of me!” Jackson raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “You’re not afraid of corpses, but you’re scared of her?”