Ryker Cahill Novels & Books - WebNovel

The Alpha’s Mate Who Cried Wolf

Astrid lives alone with her dad; she has no idea she is a werewolf or that they even exist! It turns out the man that helped raise Astrid isn't her father at all, he tells her that her mother wanted her to have a ""normal"" life until the day she turned eighteen when she would have no choice but to tell Astrid the truth about her identity. After a tragedy that killed her mother, her father turns abusive towards her over the years for her mother's death. Astrid remained completely unaware of her heritage, until a man named Ryker comes into her life claiming they are mates!

REJECTED BY THE ALPHA KING: Plight Of The Phoenix Princess

"I Alpha Ryker Dante of the Crescent Moon Park rejects you as my mate and Luna of my Park, such a weak pathetic girl! You are hereby not allowed to show your face to me again except if you want it red! "" Those angry and deceptive words tear Melanie apart. It was her mate who had rejected her at first sight. She has always been rejected and tainted, but this last rejection gave a painful and scary tug to her shattered lost heart. She smiled out the tears and turned back. If that was what he wanted, then fine! She no longer wants to be the weak and dejected Haman in the wolves park. She's got a life of revenge to leave. Will she be able to keep up with her plight for revenge, or will she succumb to taming emotions when she can not get rid of them? Why don't you find out?

Cahill

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”

Ryker

Living in a town with so many haunting memories has its price to pay. Wanting to leave and never look back, Ryker’s stuck dealing with secrets, preferring to leave them in the past. Well, that was until a girl entered his life, changing his view and outlook. Will he improve or deteriorate because of this new girl’s presence? Join Ryker on his journey as he discovers the true definition of life. A little humor goes a long way. Publisher：i&i Publisher

Alpha's Ryker's Little Witch

Fuck Tamara! you smell so fucking good. ' He rasped in his sexy voice. His utterance brought forth goosebumps all over my exposed skin. My body was betraying me at the moment. My eyes flicked down on the front of his pants. A good outline of his appendage forced blood to flow further between my legs, making my clit become more engorged. He was hard for me, his gigantic erection pressed on his zipper. My hands itched so much to stretch and feel it, touch it beneath my fingers. They wanted to caress it gently, they yearned to pleasure the Alpha male. 'See what you do to me? ' He rasped, massaging his front in a sensual manner. 'Your smell, damn! It makes me want to jump on you for eternity. Pin you beneath me, while you scream my name over and over again in raw uncensored pleasure. ******* Living in a pack of werewolves as the only witch, Tamara has had a fair of insults from the pack members. That changes when she is mated to the alpha of the pack, alpha Ryker. A prophecy requires them to work as a team to defeat their enemies. Will they persevere or will they crumble under pressure?

My two alphas

Tyson and Ace, two twin hybrid brothers direct descendants of the moon goddess, thought life wouldn’t get any more complicated then being raised by their older brother the Lycan king. When Ryker their older brother the Alpha king finds his mate, they learn she has a missing daughter and help find her bringing her home, only when they do they can’t help but feel drawn to the young girl and on their 16 birthday, they find out she is their mate, the girl they helped raise their own brothers step daughter was to be theirs, though Lucy was 12 they and they help practically raised her, they knew when she found out in the future she would be a handful. Lucy is no ordinary hybrid but a mutated version like her mother and there is just one problem, she has no wolf, the scientists that experimented on her as a child killing her wolf counterpart, and basically leaving her more vampire then wolf. Now only do they have to wait for her to grow up, they also have to hope she recognises them when she does. Lucy has always been different being a mutation of her hybrid mother, raised by her stepfather the Lycan king and his two Twin brothers her life was never easy, she spent majority of her life in captivity before her mother and her mate the Lycan king freed her along with those in facility finding the long lost daughter of the Lycan Queen and rescued her bring her home. Little does she know that the two young men that have always been by her side since she was child and helped raise her once rescued, are hiding a secret. She is their mate, what happens when Lucy finds out that not only are they her mates but they knew all along, can she look at them as anything more than family, though not blood related they did help raise her but now she understood why she was always drawn to them, drawn to the twin brothers who are both Alpha’s of their pack, will she trust fate or will she reject them？

Fight between Alphas (Book 3 Hybrid Aria)

"Mate" He growls, making me spin around to find he was directly behind me, his hand gripping my arm as he tugs me against him. "Dad" I scream petrified, as I struggle to get out of his grip. My father and my brother Ryker both racing out before freezing, making me look up at the man who had hold of me. "Alpha Tate let go of my daughter now" My father growls, stepping toward him, my brother included as they see the frighteden look on my face. My uncle rushes out the door before stopping beside my brother. "Tate let her go, geez what's gotten into you?" Damien asks him. Alpha Tate doesn't let go though, instead yanks me closer to him and I see my sister run out a panicked look on her face. "Mine" He growls behind me, making everyone look at each other, non hiding their shock at his words. My brother seems to regain himself faster before turning to the alpha. "Let her go she is only sixteen your scaring my sister"

Project Ryker

The name is Ryker. And I am...Android Robot.

Ryker D. Souls

Valery Cahill Xavier Antoinne Galax Stone