Funny Rogue Names Novels & Stories

I was a Silver-Bane who had chosen a Rogue. Suddenly, a loud banging started on the door. It was so violent the wood seemed to shake. "Open up!" It was Julian’s voice. He sounded drunk, angry, and desperate. "I know you're in there, Lucian! I know you have my wife! You can't hide her forever!" Lucian’s face hardened. The soft moment was gone. He looked like the rogue Alpha again. He walked to the door and flung it open with a bang. Julian was standing there, his tuxedo shirt unbuttoned, his hair a mess. He looked like a wreck. Behind him stood two of the High Alpha’s personal guards—men with stone faces and silver weapons.

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve

Seyric definitely had his way of handling things like that because he flicked on a lighter out of nowhere and held it up for the rogue to see. “That knife may not hurt you as it is but if I take it...” He pulled the knife out of his lap and the rogue screamed again, sweating profusely. “...and put it in this..” he let the flame of the lighter heat up the knife, maintaining eye contact with the rogue. He approached the rogue again but the bleeding man was already begging for mercy. “It was an Alpha! I don't know his name but he approached our leader not long ago. All I know is that the Alpha wants the Luna and her children dead at all costs.”

The affectionate way he called her had some effect on calming Margaret down but she still whisper-yelled, “No, that’s a royal! His followers are royal rogues. It’s different!” Lucianne nodded once in comprehension before throwing Greg a teasing smirk and noted aloud, “Royal rogues, I see.” Desmond declared with a wide grin, “Best of the best, queen.” Margaret scoffed darkly and exclaimed, “More like pushiest of the pushiest!” Alissa argued, “We asked one damn question, Maggot. If you just gave us the answer, we would have moved on without a fuss.” Lucianne’s humor from the ‘royal rogues’ revelation died down, and she was too afraid to ask, but had to, “What fuss?”

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

I replied and flipped my hair. We were all done with our meal and sharing stories by the camp fire when one of the warriors, I think his name was Camie, asked " Luna. What did it feel like to be a rogue?" another warrior nudged him hard " Insensitive much?"" Oh no it's fine. It's fine" I said quickly. They kept quiet, " Well for starters, Rogues live their lives on the run most of the time. But that's more common for those who weren't part of a rogue pack, like me, although I did have one--" "--but she was banished" Felix cut in.

' I could feel Gidian beaming with pride at my remarks. 'Thank you, and I feel the same about you.' I had an important call to carry out to Alpha Kane of the Half Moon Pack in Russia. They had been experiencing problems with rogue attacks. So, I sent four hundred of our toughest warriors to help. Rogues are wolves who don't belong to a pack. They are treacherous and filled with bloodlust. They don't live by the rules and laws of a pack, instead, they kill as they please, both human and supernatural creatures alike.

he said with a crazy laugh. “And I promise I won’t miss a third time,” I muttered. If he heard me, he did a fine job hiding it. “Where are my manners? I should’ve introduced myself first, but I have a feeling you already know who I am,” he smiled. “My name is Raphael, but I’m popularly known as the Rogue King,” he said with a bow. “Don’t you think it’s rude of you to introduce yourself using someone else’s face?” I asked him and he laughed with a clap of his hands.

Jared grinned, “If they are willing, sure. Send them to me.” “What’s you pack going to be called?” James became curious. “Polly came up with the name.” He spoke with pride. “Yeah? What is it, then?” “Red Rogues.” Alex’s lip twitched. Polly? He couldn’t believe it was Polly who thought of that name. Unless . . . “You already planned to recruit rogues into your pack, didn’t you?” They must have discussed it already. “Well, it came to mind. I don’t mind housing them and giving them a pack.”