"Quite easy, James." All heads turned from Riley to Joyce who got off her seat, an air of confidence all around her. The question was about something their competitor had which they didn't. From the looks of it, they had already had a meeting with Broadway Enterprise before this particular one with F and A, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses of their proposal.James was aware that Riley would be interested in his activities, and as such, he'd distracted him from looking further at his day-to-day dealings by frolicking with women, while he gave an audience to their rival party. Finding nothing fishy in his dealings, Riley had ordered his men to quit monitoring James' activities."While it is true that this idea and approach is novel, and hasn't been tested yet, and would therefore need tons of investment, it is no doubt the best we need if we're concerned about skyrocketing our target audience. In F and A, we've put this into consideration and that's exactly why
The moment I stepped out of the moving vehicle, into the huge building that laid before my very eyes, Joyce couldn't help but take in everything before my very sight.Standing right before me was years of hardwork, coming off that horrific relationship with Jaxon.A lot of people would have gone into the state of depression, after everything Jaxon did, but I was never the type to back down.While strolling through the hallway, deep in contemplation, I was greeted by a familiar voice saying my name."Ayla!" he called out. "It's been a while since we last saw each other!"I looked over and saw Riley , a friend and marketing analyst, walking towards me with a friendly grin."Great to see you again Riley ! How are you?" I asked extending my arm for a friendly hug.Riley has been one of the main men to push me to the limit with the business and I always found a way to show him gratitude for that."How is Finn and Feris doing? I bet they are really big now " he said with a smile on his f
The minced lamb turned leaden in his stomach at the sight of their uniforms, at how they stood so tall and proud. How many meals had he himself been positioned by the doors, or out in the courtyard, monitoring his boss ? How many times had he laid into his men for slouching, for chattering amongst themselves, and reassigned them to lesser watches?One of the Carl ’s guards noticed his stare and gave a curt nod.Riley looked away quickly, his palms clammy. But he forced himself to keep observing the faces around him, what they wore and how they moved and smiled.No sign—none—of any wicked force, whether dispatched from Morath or elsewhere. No sign beyond those white banners to honor their fallen princess.Aelin had claimed the Valg had a reek to them, and he’d seen their blood run black from mortal veins more times than he cared to count, but short of demanding everyone in this hall cut open their hands …It actually wasn’t a bad idea—if he could get an audience with the Carl to c
The white banners still streamed from the windows set high in the walls of the hall, now caught in what was surely the heralding wind of a thunderstorm. A man who perhaps wished he’d possessed extra time for more vital parts of his life.Nasri asked a touch softly, “You fly every day, then, Prince?”Sartaq dragged his stare from his youngest sister’s death-banners to assess Nasri . More warrior than courtier, yet he nodded—in answer to an unspoken request. “I do, Captain.”When Sartaq turned to respond to a question from Duva, Riley exchanged a glance with Nasri —all he needed to convey his order.Be in the aerie at dawn. Find out where he stands in this war.A summer storm galloped in off the Narrow Sea just before midnight.Even tucked into the sprawling library at the base of the Torre, Matilda felt every shudder of thunder. Occasional flashes of lightning sliced down the narrow corridors of the stacks and halls, chased by wind that crept through the cracks in the pale stone, g
Riley stood in the center of the Astral Grove Training Hall. The crowd had gathered around, watching him closely. His opponent, a young Body Awakener, smirked as he stretched, showing off his enhanced muscles.“You sure you want to go through with this?” the Awakener asked. “You’re unawakened. This won’t end well for you.”Riley ignored the taunt, his eyes focused on the Awakener’s stance. “We’ll see,” he replied calmly.The bell rang, signaling the start of the duel. The Awakener charged forward, his speed impressive. Riley sidestepped the first punch with ease, causing the crowd to murmur.“That’s all you got?” the Awakener taunted again, swinging another fist toward Riley’s face.Riley ducked and spun, sweeping his opponent’s legs from under him. The Awakener stumbled but didn’t fall.“You’re quick,” the Awakener admitted, his grin fading. “But speed won’t save you.”Riley didn’t respond. He stayed light on his feet, waiting for the next move. The Awakener rushed in again, throwing
Riley stood in his room, surrounded by training equipment. Sweat dripped down his face as he struggled to focus. The challenge of awakening felt heavier than ever.Suddenly, he noticed his dragon bracelet glowing. **What now?** he thought, irritated. He tapped the bracelet, and a voice filled the air."Welcome to the Immortality System."Riley froze, his heart racing. "What are you talking about?" he asked."I prevented you from awakening for 18 years," the voice continued calmly. "It was a test."His anger boiled over. "A test? You’ve got to be kidding me!" Riley shouted. "You let my mother die because you wanted to test me?""Your growth was necessary," the system replied, sounding unbothered.Riley clenched his fists, his mind racing. "You think this is some kind of game? I could have saved her! I could have saved her if you had just let me awaken!"The voice remained silent, and that only made Riley angrier.He looked down at the bracelet, its glow now mocking him. Without thinkin
Riley stood alone in the shadows of the Crypt, panic rising as he faced the Byssted. The sounds of battle echoed nearby, but Arthur’s team struggled against their opponents.The Byssted sneered, its sharp teeth glinting. “You should just give up, little Human. End your life to avoid the pain.”Riley clenched his fists, feeling the weight of despair. He understood the truth: Bysteds and Humans were sworn enemies. Surrendering would only lead to torture.“No way,” he muttered to himself. He took a deep breath and made a swift decision to flee.As he turned to run, the Byssted lunged, its claws swiping at him. Riley dodged just in time, adrenaline kicking in. He glanced back to see the creature’s eyes filled with malice.“You can’t escape! You’re too weak!” the Byssted taunted, chasing him through the dim corridors.Riley's heart raced as he pushed himself harder, fatigue from previous battles weighing him down. He spotted an opening ahead, a narrow passage that could lead to safety. “I
Riley felt lost in his own mind. The fog around him thickened, making it hard to think. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.“Riley,” it called gently.He opened his eyes to see Minn. Her kind face and outstretched hands filled him with warmth. “Come here,” she said, her voice soothing.For a moment, he felt comforted, as if everything would be okay. But that peace shattered when he saw a younger version of himself. The eleven-year-old Riley stood before him, wide-eyed and curious.“Is that really me?” he asked, confusion washing over him.The younger Riley looked around, taking in the dream world. “What happened to you? Why do you look so tired?”“I… I don’t know,” Riley admitted, a wave of nostalgia hitting him. “I’m trying to find my way.”“Find your way?” the younger Riley echoed, tilting his head. “You always said you wanted to be a hero.”“I wanted to,” Riley replied, sadness creeping into his voice. “But things are different now.”“Different how?” the younger Riley pressed, his
The white banners still streamed from the windows set high in the walls of the hall, now caught in what was surely the heralding wind of a thunderstorm. A man who perhaps wished he’d possessed extra time for more vital parts of his life.Nasri asked a touch softly, “You fly every day, then, Prince?”Sartaq dragged his stare from his youngest sister’s death-banners to assess Nasri . More warrior than courtier, yet he nodded—in answer to an unspoken request. “I do, Captain.”When Sartaq turned to respond to a question from Duva, Riley exchanged a glance with Nasri —all he needed to convey his order.Be in the aerie at dawn. Find out where he stands in this war.A summer storm galloped in off the Narrow Sea just before midnight.Even tucked into the sprawling library at the base of the Torre, Matilda felt every shudder of thunder. Occasional flashes of lightning sliced down the narrow corridors of the stacks and halls, chased by wind that crept through the cracks in the pale stone, g
The minced lamb turned leaden in his stomach at the sight of their uniforms, at how they stood so tall and proud. How many meals had he himself been positioned by the doors, or out in the courtyard, monitoring his boss ? How many times had he laid into his men for slouching, for chattering amongst themselves, and reassigned them to lesser watches?One of the Carl ’s guards noticed his stare and gave a curt nod.Riley looked away quickly, his palms clammy. But he forced himself to keep observing the faces around him, what they wore and how they moved and smiled.No sign—none—of any wicked force, whether dispatched from Morath or elsewhere. No sign beyond those white banners to honor their fallen princess.Aelin had claimed the Valg had a reek to them, and he’d seen their blood run black from mortal veins more times than he cared to count, but short of demanding everyone in this hall cut open their hands …It actually wasn’t a bad idea—if he could get an audience with the Carl to c
The moment I stepped out of the moving vehicle, into the huge building that laid before my very eyes, Joyce couldn't help but take in everything before my very sight.Standing right before me was years of hardwork, coming off that horrific relationship with Jaxon.A lot of people would have gone into the state of depression, after everything Jaxon did, but I was never the type to back down.While strolling through the hallway, deep in contemplation, I was greeted by a familiar voice saying my name."Ayla!" he called out. "It's been a while since we last saw each other!"I looked over and saw Riley , a friend and marketing analyst, walking towards me with a friendly grin."Great to see you again Riley ! How are you?" I asked extending my arm for a friendly hug.Riley has been one of the main men to push me to the limit with the business and I always found a way to show him gratitude for that."How is Finn and Feris doing? I bet they are really big now " he said with a smile on his f
"Quite easy, James." All heads turned from Riley to Joyce who got off her seat, an air of confidence all around her. The question was about something their competitor had which they didn't. From the looks of it, they had already had a meeting with Broadway Enterprise before this particular one with F and A, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses of their proposal.James was aware that Riley would be interested in his activities, and as such, he'd distracted him from looking further at his day-to-day dealings by frolicking with women, while he gave an audience to their rival party. Finding nothing fishy in his dealings, Riley had ordered his men to quit monitoring James' activities."While it is true that this idea and approach is novel, and hasn't been tested yet, and would therefore need tons of investment, it is no doubt the best we need if we're concerned about skyrocketing our target audience. In F and A, we've put this into consideration and that's exactly why
The meeting day fast approached, and both Riley and Joyce got ready earlier than the meeting time. The previous day, Riley had mentioned that they would need to discuss a couple of things as touching their faux relationship. Joyce gave herself one last look over before leaving for Riley 's room. She took one long breath before knocking on his door which opened effortlessly.Riley 's back was turned to her when she walked in, his fingers fastening his wristwatch. Joyce 's gaze lingered on the broad expanse of Riley 's back, moving lower to his legs, cladded in blue suit pants. He twirled, catching sight of an ogling Joyce who flushed hard and turned away the moment he caught her staring at him. Her heart clattered in her chest, and she blinked more than necessary."I've been waiting for you." His face twisted in a smile and he grabbed his tie from the sofa, striding to her, his charming smile still lining his face. "My tie."Without a word, she grabbed i
The tension in the air was palpable as Sonia prepared herself for what Riley had in store for her. Richard 's eyes shone with a dangerous intensity, his intentions unclear but menacing. Sonia 's mind raced with horrible possibilities, each more horrible than the last.She felt a shiver run down her spine as Richard 's laughter echoed in the dimly lit room. Despite her fears, Sonia remains defiant, refusing to show any sign of weakness in the face of Richard 's twisted desires. "I can do more than you imagine and make you hot!" Riley smiled as he read the expression on Sonia 's face. It's really fun teasing Sonia at the moment. Her lips trembled, hoping she wasn't thinking anything. "Are you making me hot?" Would it really roast me alive or burn a part of me? Sonia asked stupidly Although she is a stripper who must know a lot about the tactics of men, unfortunately she is a lamb who
"How dare you?" Riley roared like a lion as the champagne spilled over his dress and poured freely into his trousers. Sonia was shaking terribly as she searched for towels to clean Riley clothes and shoes.He had just poured himself a glass of champagne. "I'm so terribly sorry! I was---sss" stammered Sonia , trying to finish her words when Riley pulled her hair and picked her up. "You are here to pay your brother's debt, but you are clearly unable to do so! Riley said in a very intimidating voice, letting the lumps fall on Maris's neck. "Please, I feel weak!" He had never felt this way in his entire life as he searched for ways to survive. He felt his strength leave him and let his body fall into Richard 's grip. Everyone's eyes in the VIP room widened. "This girl is really doomed," commented one of them and motioned for Riley to take
“We need to get out of this place right now. I can perceive danger” Riley said to the rest of the gang members. They all went and hide behind the trees as they shifted to their wolf to make a run for it.Mr. Branson and his soldiers were still searching for his son, when they came across footprint and his heightened sense of smell, caught up with his son’s scent and he smiled to himself.“They were here and judging by the footprint, it seems they weren’t alone. So listen up soldiers, I want you to make sure you get my son and you can kill the Weak link ” the soldiers nodded as they spread out across the bushes in search of the Mr.’s son. Mr. Branson on the other hand took the direct route he presumed they had followed, coupled with his few soldiers left.Riley and Olivia , alongside the gangs had been running for hours with the hope of giving their attackers pace so they won’t catch up with them. As the night approaches, they had to stop running and take a rest.“Who do you think
Mr. Branson had thought the two animal terrorists was his son and the Weak link , but it turned out that they weren’t even people but animal tourist who wanted to explore the lands. He had made sure that the tourist didn’t know they were people by shifting to their animaloid form.“Greetings people, my name is Branson and these are my friends” the tourists looked at the man before them and they were amazed by his structure for he was seven foot tall and he looked like a giant compared to them.“Thank you very much sirs, but if we may ask, who are you people?” the male tourist asked definitely curious.“We are inhabitant of a near by village and so had decided to go find games to haunt and that is how we stumbled on you two” Mr. Branson said trying as much possible, to conceal their identity.The tourists bought the lie sold to them by the Mr. and once again asked,“May we know this village of yours? We are tourist and it is part of our duty to explore the world we live in, so if you