Cool Rogue Names Novels & Stories

I asked. "We know who you are." The youngest rogue said as they all stood to their feet. "You're Alpha Ethan Bloodmoon. We knew you were coming." He said. "I'm I that famous? I'm flattered, you did your homework, kid." I replied with a sarcastic smile, tugging at my lips. "You looking for trouble? You've come to the right place, Pal." A chubby rogue growled.

I looked straight into his cold, handsome face, squeezed my jaw tight against the throbbing pain in my knee, and let a wide, mocking smirk spread across my lips. "You really think you're something special, don't you?" I scoffed, letting out a soft, dry laugh right in his face. "You stand there talking about your standard and your pride, but you're just a cowardly man hiding behind a title. You think I want a mate who treats human beings like trash?" Blake's eyes flared with sudden fury, his jaw working as his arrogant composure cracked wide open. "Watch your tongue, you filthy slave!" Blake growled, taking a threatening step forward, his Alpha voice rumbling in his chest. "You are nothing! A

This is like a mob visit. "You wish you could handle me. Besides, I don't like weak, frail, and disgusting old men. They don't have enough backbone for a ROGUE like me! " I growl, my grey blue eyes glowing with purple flakes. I yelled through the door. I knew challenging his manhood and telling him I was a rogue knocking on his packhouse door would draw him out. Stupid Alpha.

I tell him, reading the heading of one blog. He's the pure definition of rogue for sure. "Yeah, that's his name!" Zander points out, snapping his fingers. I stare blankly at him. "What name?" "Rogue," he says, more clearly through my frown deepens even more. "Rogue?! What kind of name is that?" I say, cringing at the sound of it all over again.

I deserve answers," I said. Sean looked over at Stephen, who nodded at him to tell me. "Okay, your parents were not murdered by bears. The policeman that told you that was a Rogue," Sean said "What's a Rogue?" I asked "A Rogue is a wolf without a Pack. They live alone. They normally did something bad to get kicked out of their Pack, like kill someone or betray their Alpha," Sean said "Why would a Rogue tell Jenn and me that our parents were killed in an animal attack?" I asked

Well, Neve was itching to see if Helma could cure a host of incurable diseases on her own. "Hey there, miss," came a smooth male voice from behind her. Neve jumped, spinning around to face a guy with a mischievous grin. "You, who are you?" He leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear. "Who am I? The name's Heartless Rogue, at your service, from the notorious Emeraldshade." A flicker of recognition crossed Neve's mind. "You're one of the big four bosses, right? Are you here on some secret mission? I'm sure there was one you were supposed to handle!"

But I promised that I would take her to see her family. Javier drops his defensive stance, responding, “I’m sorry man, it’s just bizarre that you didn’t know..” He looks apologetic. Then explains. “And a Rogue is a wild stray wolf, basically. They don’t have any leader or pack, and most don’t want one. They cause chaos wherever they go and are vicious killers. Ripping people who get in their way to shreds literally! They stank too.” And lil Shawn exclaims, “Yeah, they smell like garbage truck juice!”

“What’s the name of your pack?” “Rogue Pack,” I say with pride. Her face falls and she says, “Aren’t you a bunch of wolves banding together, pretending to be one big happy family?”

Luke tried to keep a straight face as replied, “I believe Leana would be the perfect person to answer that question.” His mother chuckled again. “I see she has taken a liking to your mate.” She paused for some seconds as they kept on walking, before asking, “What is her name?” “Eleanor.” What a pretty name. “What happened? Why did such a pretty girl become a rogue?” “She lost her family to a rogue attack. The same rogue attack.” His mother’s ambience immediately changed. “Well that’s sad,” she said, but it was obvious she was more angry than sad. “And what was her plan as a rogue?”

Just then, a man pushed through the crowd and stepped in front of Derek. “Alpha, give the word—we’re ready.” It was his Beta, voice calm but filled with authority. Kelvin froze, as if struck by lightning. “What… what did you call him? Alpha?” he stuttered. Derek tilted his head, smirking. “Do you doubt the existence of the Rogue Pack?” Kelvin didn’t answer. His lips moved but no words came out. Alex, still seated, looked stunned. “Wait… that Rogue Pack? The one that’s invaded territory after territory over the past years? The one with the mysterious Alpha no one has ever seen?”