Scared Rider Xechs Novels & Stories

It was as if I was betraying the part of me that was human but I was also embracing my new side, my animalistic side. Truth to be told, I was scared and I told him as we talked. Xander, his name, he told me that it was okay but I shouldn’t let the fear get to me. If I let it, it would lead to disastrous effects; I didn’t listen and look where it got me. FLASHBACK ENDS. Someone, please, please save me.

I whispered, my voice shaking. Chris stumbled, blood at his lip, fear finally rising in his eyes. He tried to crawl away, but Xander dragged him back by the shirt. He slammed him once more against the wall. Chris gasped, spitting blood. “Stop—stop—” Xander leaned close, his wolf ears twitching. His voice was a growl. “You don’t get to touch her. You don’t get to scare them. Not ever again.” Then he shoved Chris so hard that Chris hit the floor and rolled toward the door.

asked Jace with a raised eyebrow, daring him to repeat himself. “Oh, nothing. I thought it was little doll.” Replied Xander as he took a big gulp. Even though he was friends with Jace, he was very afraid of him as XD was beyond savage and dreadful at times. “Well, since he is awake, why don’t we check on him, hmm?” said XD as he turned to Xander with a creepy smile. Xander shivered in his Martin boots as he found a smiling XD to be very scary. XD was a handsome man, but his cruelty at times over shadowed his ethereal looks.

"Tristan! He attacked me! He's gone completely feral!" Tristan stepped forward, his massive frame vibrating with a suppressed, hulking rage. His eyes were wide, glowing that putrid, predatory yellow. "You psychotic animal! I told you to stay in your lane, Xender! I’m going to make sure you never walk out of this territory upright."

Asphalt and Code Nine were quiet for a long time, but as soon as they heard they’re about to take onto some exploration, that must’ve excite them both; as Asphalt did a barking sound while Code Nine meowed. The8 and Xiao noticed that as they looked towards their direction; Xiao was no longer frightened at the sight of them both as she ushered a smile, “How could we do that? Where should we start?” she asked upon facing The8 this time. The man only replied with a smile, as if he’s got some plans that’s about to take them into much more exciting story. “It’s gonna be a dangerous ride, but are you all up for it?” The8 asked which gained an immediate positive response from Asphalt and Code Nine.

Kade asked suddenly, not looking up from his drawing. "I've been racing since I was sixteen," Ryker said, and his voice came out rougher than he intended. "Do you?" "I love it," Kade said, finally looking up with eyes that were identical to Ryker's wolf. "Mom won't let me ride yet but I know all the riders' names and their times and everything." Something twisted in Ryker's chest because this was his son, talking about motorcycles with the same passion Ryker had at that age. "Your mom's smart to keep you safe," he said. "Bikes are dangerous."

"But it's also a little frightening. We aren't sure how strong these abilities are or what might happen to you if you use them. Just as I was about to speak, a noise outside grabbed our focus. We hurried to the window and saw a rider coming in, his horse very tired and covered in sweat. Xander went out to talk to him, and I went too, feeling worried. When the rider shared his message, I felt really scared and my face turned pale. "Multiple pack territories are under attack," Xander relayed, his voice grim. ""This is a planned attack, something we've never encountered before."

Xander immediately appeared in front of me with his eyes like a maddened beast with a very dark smile. "Did you like the chase?" He asked me, pressing his body against mine. My butt cheeks were pressed against the tree as he blocked my every chance of escape. He was completely soaked, his black shirt hugged his body, showing off his perfect torso under, and his dark hair seemed dark and blended with the night. His grey eyes were sharp, and they looked nothing short of the eyes of a devil. The devil who keeps on hunting me for two lifetimes. "You have lost your damn mind, Xander. You are a freaking psychopath." I barked at him, unable to handle the fright. I knew Xander was dangerous but not

If he doesn’t focus, he’s gonna eat dirt at that sharp turn ahead. "Shit!" I curse under my breath, leaning forward instinctively. The Ghost Rider bastard grins, and it pisses me off even more. Max is panicking, his movements jittery as hell. Then it happens—a loud screech followed by the crunch of metal. The Ghost Rider’s tire slips, sending him skidding across the track like a rag doll. Max is sharp, though. He slows down just enough to let the asshole slide out of the way before speeding up again.

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.