Brandon Rogers Characters Novels & Stories

The rogues aren’t completely off the leash, so to speak. Rollo Seabrook still looks deranged, from the old photo of him. With crooked teeth from gnawing on bones and a face that looks like he’s spent one too many sleepless nights, he might have been handsome once. His muscles ripple and he could break bricks with his hands. He wears a black T-shirt like a bodybuilder. Rollo’s Beta is Tyler Lorch, who’s just muscle, and loyal, unquestioning muscle at that. Your typical thug. Rollo keeps everyone in line with the promise of conquering some other kingdom, and in the meantime, stealing as much as they can.

Braze had hoped that one day he might be graced with finding his other half, had yearned for the day when he could take comfort in the fact that he would never have to be alone again, but this… He had not prepared for this. Brandon was an exuberant, loud, colorful, magnetic, look at me, see me, type of person. He was popular and lively and walked with his head held high and a swing in his hips. He wore glitter and leather and anything and everything in-between that made him stand out in a crowd. He was, taller than Braze in his 6 feet, and wasn’t afraid to make a scene or have all eyes on him. He lived for the spotlight, an exhibitionist to his very core, and the very opposite of Braze himse

Brandon didn't have much affection for Roger and they were never very close. But Brandon’s precious daughter, Sylvia, loved Roger more than anything. Roger was also his son-in-law. Because of this, Brandon showed a little concern, his brow furrowing as he watched the doctors work. But then, Brandon heard the name Silas whispered while comforting the young man in his arms, calling him Jamie. Brandon’s heart skipped a beat and immediately had a terrible, sinking feeling in his stomach. He remembered hearing that Roger was secretly in love with a boy named Jamie from a small village. He also knew that his daughter, Sylvia, hated the name Jamie more than anything in the world and she had been an

Alicia said. She took her hand away from Sarita's mouth and tried to compose herself. “As I have told you, I am not here to hurt you, I need your brother's help.” Rogers walked in on them and saw a stranger he put on his defence mood but as he walked closer he noticed that it was Brighton's wife. “What are you doing here? I thought I made myself clear that I don't want to see either of you near my sister or family,”Rogers said.

She pitied herself as she reminisced how she thought she could trust her uncle and aunt to have her back after her parents passed away. “What are you doing?” She asked. “Well, shouldn’t I be asking you that?” He gritted, “What the fuck are you doing with Rogers?” “Rogers?” Emma asked in puzzlement. Who the hell was Rogers? Did he mean Jamie? “Yes, Rogers. Chris Rogers. Ring a bell? The man you’ve been fucking.” Although Emma had no idea what he was saying, she couldn’t help but wince at him. Did he get Jamie’s name wrong? Or perhaps he was confused? She decided against correcting him for the fear of its consequences and kept her mouth shut, allowing him to continue.

“You want to try, douche bag?” Brandon growled and got up. He didn’t even answer her as he attacked. His jabs and kicks were fast. Despite his attitude, Brandon was one of my better warriors. Though a lot of times he fought with anger and a drive to hurt rather than protect. Sometimes, that was needed. Other times, like this one, it was only going to hurt him in the end.

They had been friends since they were both four and they had been through more shit than I cared to remember together - I wasn't going to let Blake be a fool and throw everything away for the sake of a stupid mistake Jayson made as a kid. Jayson may be the reason Blake's mother is dead but it's not like he wanted it to happen. Blake's father didn't exactly give Jayson a choice. It was either let the rogue onto the land or Jayson's entire family would be murdered which would then have been followed by the death of both Blake and Jamie - just as Blake needed Jayson as a kid, Jayson needs Blake as an adult. "It's Jonah. The kid you appointed Beta of Moon Shadow before we left. He attacked Jacks

"Chloe is just a friend. You're getting emotional and crazy. You're making a scene out of nothing. Now, stop this drama and go back to the suite. We have a family image to protect. Everyone is watching us." "Your 'friend' is in my bed, Julian," I said. I felt my eyes begin to glow a bright, angry yellow. My wolf was waking up, and he was furious. "And I don't care about your image anymore. What matters to me is my land. What matters to me is my family name. And what matters to me is the fact that I just found a better Alpha than you." Julian laughed, but it sounded high and nervous. "He? Do you think my brother is an Alpha? He's an outcast, Azzianna. He's a biker who lives on the land with c

I heard their roars and threw one of the rogues towards Aiden as he shifted and swiped his paw on the rogue’s neck and dislocated his head before he even touched the ground. Damn, my man is sexy as fuck when he goes all Alpha. ‘Show me later,’ Aiden said. Even now, he is listening to my thoughts and still protecting my sister and me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rodrigo. He is fighting two rogues. He has shifted, and it’s the first time I've seen his shadow maw. He isn’t as big as I am, though. One of the rogues is coming up behind him with a silver knife.

Kiara’s POV Brandon and I cooperated over the last few days in taking care of Ryder. He was healing slowly due to the injuries he acquired from the rogue's attack. Brandon was right about the rogues wanting to kill Ryder—they targeted sensitive parts of Ryder's body when the injuries were inflicted. His neck was cut, and he had several cuts on his back and several stab wounds on his abdomen. “I should go get the medicine man,” Brandon said to me in a low tone after dropping Ryder on his bed in his chambers. I noticed the shift in Brandon’s mood and how he avoided eye contact with me since he returned.