When Riftan Says Novels & Stories

Ignoring the woman's open stare, the man brushed off the dirt on his shirt before answering. "I had no idea this was the domain of the Sorcerers. I wandered a little far away from the west side of the island". He straightened and finally stared back at Annabelle. "And my name is Riftan"

Her expression was blank, detached. She didn't know. Or worse—she didn't care. I clenched my teeth, my voice even and calm. "Bring her in," I told Evan, my pack doctor. "For safety reasons, I need to speak with her first." Evan smiled but said nothing, leading her in. * She sat across from me, arms crossed, her expression blank. I studied her, hoping for a spark of recognition, but there was nothing. "Ravina, right?" I finally spoke. She nodded once.

"Don't make me get out of here myself, kitty. Because I am sure that it won't be as pretty as you thought it would be." "As I have said, you won't be getting out of there. My decision is final." "Who says you can make decisions with my life, huh?!" This moron really upsets me! Anytime soon, and I swear, I would become a raging fireball-enough to kill everyone in here. "I know you have something inside your body." Riftan glowered at me with a serious tone. "And I know why you're so weak." "You really wanna piss me off by repeating the same word again, huh?"

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What might it be if not that? "At this point, I could eat a stone," Ritian mumbled. His weak voice hoarse and pitiful. Only Evo laughed. Gino eyed him with concern. "You sounded like a horse just now." Ritian swallowed his voice. The 'horse' that he is will turn to a 'frog' once stimulated too much. He can't bear to be called a frog, and so he silenced himself. 'It's better to think about how to get rich fast enough.'

A small gasp escaped my lips when the musk scent of an Orion Nebula assaulted my senses. I opened my eyes to find Riftan standing in front of me, a concerned look on his face. Was I seeing things now? Or he was in front of me. “Whatever am I going to do with you.” He mumbled low, his hands shooting out to caress my naked arms and goosebumps erupted in the wake of his touch. "Riftan I’m so scared,” I confessed, wanting to fall into his arms and hide. "It doesn't have to be today, Little Wolf. You can take your time trying to find yourself." He soothed again, his minty breath washing over my face. I swallowed hard on the knot that clogged my throat, grim determination settling onto the front o