Cool Rogue Names Novels & Stories

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

I Arrived at the shadow-core pack’s main driveway, I got a call from Gary Saithe telling me to get my ass over here, Gary is A Vampire -werewolf hybrid known as Alpha to his band of misfit rogues that he likes to keep as pets, his pack was no laughing stock nor to be taken lightly as all pack leaders feared him but Mostly Feared the rogues that he took in as his own members - they were a different sort of breed, not just one race. But a mixture of good and bad. - I killed the Roaring engine to my black sports car and stepped out of the driver’s side straightening out my matching black suit that fitted around me so well. A lingering scent hung in the passing breeze, I took a deep breath inhal

“Yes Beta, a leader, just like yourselves. But because of Night Shade our pack was ravaged and we were forced to be the rogues you look down upon.” His words make sense. The aura around him… the size of him… “You are an Alpha?” “No, I am nothing but a rogue am I not, Alpha?” Aiden says with a sad smile. “That is all I will ever be now.” “Which pack?” Cayden asks. “Midnight Blood Pack.” Aiden says. Cayden frowns. “I don’t think I know that one.”

Might as well start with small but relevant questions. "We'll see about that. What's your name?" "Nessa." I nodded. Nessa. What a lovely name. "Nessa. I'm Alpha Adrien. And you, Nessa, are a mystery. One that I aim to solve." I loved the way her name rolled off my tongue, like it was meant to be. Focus Adrien. "How long have you been a rogue? From the look of things, you don't seem to have been a rogue for a long time," I studied her carefully to note any odd behaviour. "So tell me, why are you a rogue? Were you banished or did you run away?"

I reply without losing the smile on my face. "Why don't you try forcing me then? Let's see what you got... Rogue King?" 'Jackpot!' His eyes gleam like blood-red rubies in reaction to my words, confirming to me that my suspicions are right. He's indeed the infamous Rogue King. The despicable motherfucker that is highly despised by every shifter in North America. No one knows his name. No one knows the pack he was originally from and no one has ever seen his face before, he's only known as the Rogue King and by his reputation.

he said as he stare out to the water “I’m not going to ask again, who are you?” I asked fiercely “I’m Darius” he looked at me with a side eye and my mouth dropped in surprise. Darius was a rogue Alpha, whose mate betrayed him like Karl did to her. He rained down hell on different packs who dared to cross him. He spread fear anywhere his name is mentioned. His nickname ‘The black death’ describes how his wolf is, black and deadly. Fear gripped me, I couldn’t fend him off by myself. A lot of people tried and they met a glorious exit.

Sybil’s POV The man that dropped the gold coin on my head was the second in command, he was known as Eris, and he worked directly with the ruthless rogue alpha. There had been stories about the rogue alpha. Usually, stories were more rumors in packs, but not him, every story was real. How heads hung by the gate of his mansion as a warning to traitors. He didn’t need any petty fear, your head would just as easily add to his collection. He has many names. Great Wolf. The Rogue Alpha, the Warlord, Dalhkan King of the Rogue…how the epithets pile up, no one knew his true name, because throughout the entire pack, one name stood above all, we called him…The Butcher.

That was when Alyssia and Kristen decided to ask their own questions. "Okay, I didn't ask anything because everything seemed serious. "She turned to Nacen "What or who are rogues.?" "I knew you would like to know. Rogue are werewolves who have gone bad. They only think about killing and bad things. In short, they are bad news." He stated "and these rogue wolves have captured my cousin and his parents. We have to rescue them before its too late. My mother won't let me rest if she finds out that I did nothing to save her brother's family".

I'm supposed to stay hidden, but I'm out everywhere. C.Rogue: You feel you're a rogue? My heartbeat slammed heavily, and I typed back. Me: You think so? C.Rogue: I hope not. I hate rogues, kitten. You shouldn't be one. You're just scared of doing something you badly want to do, in the hidden. I got disappointed at his first statement and slumped back on my pillow. Me: Too bad, I'm a rogue. You should change your name if you hate them that much.

My mother closes the mind link and stands next to my father, who checks our invites by the two Crescent Moon warriors. Rogues are wolves who have been banished or rejected from their packs. The majority of rogues are criminals; they have no rules or morals. They attack at the slightest sign of weakness, raping women and killing anyone in their path. In other words, they cause chaos and destruction.