The Last Rider Novels & Stories

She giggled when she was tickled by their flapping wings against her face. Theo smiled first before answering. Maddie takes away all his stress from ruling even with just her smile. "This is the sanctuary of the novis flam." Maddie turned around and her brows met as she cannot understand the last phrase Theo said. "The what?" Theo pointed to the fountain with his hand and Maddie followed it with her eyes. "The last flame." Maddie nodded before she looked at Theo. "Last? What do you mean by that?" Theo asked her to sit on the nearby bench. The guards are scattered around the place but no one is near them. Somehow they got some privacy which put Maddie at ease. She glanced at the fountain firs

"This will be all over before you know it, sweetheart." *** Thirty minutes on the ride, and the three of us reached the destination — Ellis' residence. The lights are bright yellow and music, loud. Of course they would be playing the tracks of Zenith. It is one way of promoting their sons, who wouldn't be proud of the brothers? The party is being held at their backyard, considering it is spacious and the pool can entertain the guests. Everyone is welcome, in my own honest opinion. There are faces here which I haven't seen, well that is the Lang Group for you.

Jaxon’s gaze lingered on me for a split second. A second too long. My stomach tightened. I swallowed. He cleared his throat. “Today is the day you’ve all been waiting for,” he said. “The final race. Our strongest riders, thirty-five in total, compete now for victory, honor, and the pride of their packs.” A roar of approval rippled through the crowd. “To the riders,” Jaxon continued, “you’ve proven strength, speed, instinct, and strategy. Today tests all of that and more.” Someone among the riders muttered, “Great. More. Because the last trials weren’t enough.”

Lucas' downfall wasn't a victory for me. It was a long-overdue release. He was soon to be extradited back home for trial. Before his departure, his lawyer reached out with one final request. He wanted to see me one last time. I hesitated as a storm of emotions swirled in my chest. In the end, I agreed. Maybe it was for closure, I decided to look him in the eyes one last time and leave our marriage with no regrets. When we met, I was caught off guard. The man before me bore no trace of the Lucas I once knew.

The camp was temporary—a handful of tents and makeshift barricades positioned just far enough from the ruins to feel safe. But Aria knew better. This wasn’t safe. It was a pause. A moment to breathe before the storm returned. The earth trembled beneath her boots. Faintly. Not from the Mouth. From something distant—something coming. Kael noticed it too. His ears twitched. “Rider.” They all turned. Through the thick smoke and failing light, a lone figure emerged on horseback. Cloaked in dark fabric, the rider moved with urgency but not fear. Ressa rose instantly, her blade in hand.

"Are you coming? I'd rather drive you home so your feet don't get sore from walking barefoot." I looked down at my bare feet and looked back up at the car. I felt defeated, so I walked over to the car and got into the passenger side. He loaded up the bike into the trunk the best he could. Had he been looking for me this whole time? "He's our mate! Of course, he was watching over us. What a man!" "Okay, here's the deal, Evelyn. I don't know what a mate is, and I don't know how to work this whole, talking to my wolf, thing. So can you take it easy on me? Maybe let everything sink in before speaking to me again?"

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.

Allison P.O.V. Blue Light territory smells like a stone and wet earth. The pines stand taller here, the air thinner and the roads cut into the ridge with the kind of patience only old hands must have had to cut them the way they are. We take the pass in a three-vehicle ribbon, Blake and me up front, Elliott and Cassie in the second, a lean spear team in the third. Xander, our head warrior, rides the rear bench with his boots on the floor like he might leap before the truck stops. He’s been vibrating since Luna Rose’s call.

"You know the Wild Riders go on longer rides. They have a few campgrounds in the Carolinas that offer rental cabins. They also have a place on the West Coast of Florida. They go everywhere." "Really? How do the riders all stay together?" "The rides are very organized. Once the route is planned out, they load it into everyone's GPS. So, if someone has to stop or just wants to take a detour, they all meet up at the next planned stop. Would you like to go on one of the trips?" "It sounds like fun. Yes." "Okay, we can ask Sam about the dates; otherwise, he'll probably tell us once we arrive." "Do you know when the story about the faulty vests is going to hit?"

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.