riley howell top stories

At 12 years old, most children idolize superheroes, dressing up as them, and buying their figurines. Riley, however, killed his first. Join Riley in his adventure to become the entity feared by both superheroes and supervillains alike. A super serial killer. Warning: Very edgy. MC is on the spectrum. NOTE: No, you do not need to read the original, as this will be a different origin.

Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire. In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: [email protected] When all you know is what you were taught by parents and friends that are ignorant to the world, you grow up to be a man like Riley Pranger, a passive racist and chauvinistic. But Riley is going to get a fast re-education when a single black mother rents his home for the summer and he has no choice but to recognize the actions of the people around him. Stella Burton is a no nonsense, 6-foot tall curvaceous black woman who has no problem with hurting a man’s ego. She is opinionated, specifically about a country where she has been single handedly raising her multi-racial son to be a well-rounded black man. What happens when white privilege is suddenly challenged? When races clash and you mess with the wrong black woman? This novella contains twists and turns and sexiness as well as appearances from Lt. Christopher Jameson, Ashleigh and their children from the novel Beast, Bodie and Shaundea Matthews from A Wrong Turn Towards Love and True from True’s love. Warning: This story includes sexual situations, graphic and strong racist and homophobic language. This story discusses American politics and race relations in a fictional setting.

Katarina Do is the only survivor of the brutal murder of her entire family. Although she tried, it seemed impossible that she would ever find out about the people who were behind the killing. Until she met Riley Martins again, whom she was head over heels for years back, and announced that he was the reason why she is still alive. There is one thing she could never bring herself to believe, though: Riley said that he was not from her world but from the future.

Stone Daye has planned the perfect book club gathering for the last three weeks. But when that the day arrives, he faces a morning snowstorm as he runs a few last-minute errands around town before his book club meets.<br><br>While out shopping, Stone bumps into Cameron Phillips, an old friend and former lover who now works as an administrator at a local college. The two have a heated and romantic history, and seeing Cameron again brings it all back for Stone.<br><br>That evening, Cameron makes an unexpected appearance at Stone's book club. Old feelings are stirred up again, but are the fiery embers of their previous relationship strong enough to ignite a new romance together?

He remembers everything. She doesn't even know his name. In a kingdom ruled by bloodline and power, Riel-heir to the ruthless Desillix Dukedom-has been given the unthinkable: a second chance. Haunted by war, loss, and a love he failed to protect, he awakens in a time before everything shattered. Before he lost her. Riley has no memory of the boy who once bled for her. But when their paths cross again, something stirs-something warm, familiar... and terrifying. As shadows from the past begin to resurface, their connection is tested by secrets, sacrifice, and the very power that once bound them together. When memory is the only thread left, and love itself is a risk-can they defy fate, or are they destined to fall apart once more? You can also find this story in Wattpad and Tapas under the same author name (Vlynnzee)

A middle aged, cat loving man, mysteriously dies and finds himself in an unfamiliar place. ~ DING ~ ~SYSTEM TRANSFER COMPLETE~ “System? Like those novels? Did I die?”

My boyfriend of three years brought his girlfriend to find me on the day of his graduation defense, flaunting his victory. I smiled gently, taking the hand of the Grant Family's prince, "The wedding is set for next Wednesday, and you are cordially invited to attend." My boyfriend looked at me in shock and came to find me a few days later, "Riley, I am the true son of the Grant Family, don't leave me, I can give you anything." "What a joke, even if you were the true grandson of the Grant Family, what does that have to do with me?"

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.