Novel & Cerita Spine Ridge University Series Order

“Interrupting something?” Adam’s entire body tensed, his hands clenching at his sides. “We’re in the middle of a conversation.” Sebastian smirked, but there was no humor in it. “Yeah? Well, I don’t really care.” I groaned. “Not this again” Sebastian ignored me, his focus on Adam. “You’re getting too comfortable.” Adam took a step forward, the tension between them crackling like electricity. “And you’re still acting like you have some kind of claim over her.”

His arm would be broken if held this way for much longer. He was dragged to the edge of the porch and then picked up and thrown over the steps. The small amount of air in his lungs was knocked out by the hard landing on the small stone driveway. His ribs hurt with every breath he took. Nausea and dizziness overwhelmed him when he lifted his head. He expected the stronger guy to kick him, or lift him off the ground and beat him. He heard nothing but his own wheezing breaths.

Peach froze, her eyes wide now, her mouth working like she wanted to say something, argue, maybe, but couldn’t find the words. Ridge didn’t squeeze her wrist, no. He didn’t yank it, or even raise his voice. He didn’t have to. His presence filled the aisle, turned it into something smaller, tighter, hotter. I could feel it thrumming against my skin, prickling at the back of my neck. A low hum of something old and primal and not even remotely human. Slowly, deliberately, Ridge released her wrist, letting her stumble a half-step back. He didn’t touch her again but he didn’t need to. His eyes did all the work.

he said. I gave him an incredulous look and he stroked my arm with his other hand. I heard a loud thud and my neck whipped back to the center. Ridge had landed a kick to Zach’s stomach, and he almost went down. Were they going to fight as humans? Zach caught his footing at the last moment and turned himself, hoping to hit Ridge with a right hook but he was too far back. With the momentum Zach lost from not connecting, he stumbled forward and Ridge crouched, going head first for Zach’s chest. Ridge barrelled him down and pinned both his shoulders to the ground.

Heavy, but strangely light. Ping. A message lit up my screen. Cole: “Game tmrw. Wanna watch?” I stared at the screen. Blunt, as always. Me: “Who’s the opponent?” Cole: “Saint Gideon. Semi-finals.” Me: “Are they strong?” Cole: “Yup. But we’re better looking.” I smiled. Annoying. But fine, okay. Me: “Alright. I’ll come.” The gym was packed. Students cheering, some flirting with the varsity players, photographers with DSLRs acting like it was the Olympics.

There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here. In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.

I stood frozen in the hallway long after Adrian walked away. His last words kept replaying inside my head repeatedly. Black Ridge will destroy you. He said them like he was too sure. A cold shiver slowly crawled down my spine. What exactly was wrong with this school? I finally forced myself to move before heading outside the mansion. The cool night air hit my skin immediately, helping me breathe properly again. Students still crowded around the compound discussing the bloody message excitedly while others acted like nothing happened.

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Not execution. Decision! The first fault emerged on the far side of the formation, a delayed pivot, subtle but compounding. Elias saw the ripple begin, felt the familiar urge to intervene tighten behind his sternum. He waited. The ripple spread. Vale did not speak. Elias stepped forward. The movement was small, decisive. His voice carried just enough to cut through the noise without challenging authority. “Reset spacing,” he said. “Pivot on the third count.” The unit adjusted. The sequence realigned.

We're like a fucked up episode of One Life to Live. "This is what we'll do, Tabitha." Ridge rests his hands on his knees leaning toward me in his chair. It's a move he makes when he's in work mode. "Come on, you'll fall over at any minute. Let's get some sleep. It will take a day or two for Spencer to analyze the thumb drive and decide if there's anything useful on it. Tomorrow we'll get your window fixed and set up an alarm system in your house." I nod, ready for the whole sleep part of the night he mentioned. My body is heavy with the day's emotions, but handing over the USB lifted much of my tension. Even if it means I'm passing on my problems.