Gol D Roger Bounty Novels & Stories

“Say it.” “He’s on the Delta. He’s on a captain’s ship. I’m afraid it’ll be hard to deal with them.” Weston rubbed his brow. “Find a way to negotiate with them and take him back.” “Yes, sir.” After the call ended, Stella casually asked, “What’s wrong?” Weston did not hide the truth from her. “My men found Roger.” Stella pursed her lips. Obviously, the news excited her, but she refrained from showing her emotions.

he asked as he pulled a shirt over his head. I spun to meet him. “What? Should I have handed you over to them?! Should I have not done something?! You told me that I should get you out of this mess, and I’m trying!” “No, you’re not trying. I heard you when you were talking with Queen Onyxia. I’m still your bounty.” “And so? Does that change things?” I retorted because deep inside, I knew that it was not the reason why I saved him. Lincoln angrily slung the bag to his shoulder. “I already accepted my fate, Ruby. I don’t need you coming to save me every time.”

Or had he? “I said, it was alpha Roland that set up the bounty, he was so angry at the luna queen for taking his daughter’s position that he decided the best bet was to kill her”, of course, it was Alpha Roland, that man had always been up to no good, obviously, he would be the only one willing to burn millions of dollars on the queens demise. But was he really that foolish? “But, you were the one who told me about the luna queen’s safety being compromised, you were the one who told me about the bounty”, it was true, the head guard had been the source that informed him of the bounty, now that he thought of it.

On the tactical terminals of his adjutant, the captain of the personal guards, and even the signalman, the screen was frozen on the bright - red one - billion - dollar bounty list. “What are you doing! I'm from the Presbyterian Council...” Bang! Before he could finish, the revolver in the adjutant's hand blew off the top of his head. Brains and blood splattered onto the radar display screen. The moment the commander - in - chief hit the ground, the adjutant lunged for the military identification plate worth one billion dollars. But the captain of the personal guards beside him opened fire with his sub - machine gun. “Die! The money is mine!”

Damon did not let Roger escape easily. Once Roger left the Moretti headquarters, he knew he was being hunted. His father had cut off his access, and Damon had already dispatched his most loyal enforcers to capture him. “Damon will come for me the moment we clear Moretti territory. He’s going to find out where I’ve hidden her,” Roger told the driver. “He won’t believe she’s dead until he sees a body.” Roger’s warning came too late. The screech of metal on metal echoed through the desolate street.

"A bounty?" Theron sat up too, running a hand through his hair. His face was hard, but I saw the fear underneath. "My enemies know you are my true mate now. Targeting you is how they hurt me. The bounty is substantial. Any rogue who brings you to certain interested parties gets territory and wealth." I stared at him, trying to process it. "Who wants me?" His fury was barely controlled. "Several. I am handling it."

Kai said smiling at Gabriel who nodded his head coldly. Kai turned his head to Victor and his smile fall off right away after seeing the creep again staring at him like he wants to rip him apart with his eyes. Kai gulped finally feeling crept out at the way Victor was staring at him. "Victor," Gabriel said and Victor nodded his head. He pulled a pouch out of his pocket before stepping near Kai who looked at him in discomfort. "This is a little compensation from my side. I hope you don't deny." Gabriel said pointing at the pouch in which gold coins were secured.

Therefore, Rudy could not help but shrink his neck and say immediately, “Godfather, you don’t have to be so formal with me. Just let me know if there is anything that I can help you with.” Having said that, he deliberately pretended to suddenly think of something and said in surprise, “By the way, Godfather, didn’t Shawn Long put out a thirty million US dollar bounty to kill Janus Campbell, who made a cuckold out of him? Since Mr. Lanyon is a three-star martial artist, wouldn’t it be extremely easy for him to earn the thirty million US dollars if he were to come forward?”

Gabi said. “And if I win?” He responded sounding sure of himself. “The crown. Everyone here already knows; I never wanted it to begin with.” Gabi said waving her hand around the room as we all nodded. “You would really hand over your crown to me?” he asked. “Absolutely. I never go back on a challenge.” Gabi said. “When and where?” Rowen said slapping his hands on the table. “Since I can’t trust you on the raid and you and I are already staying here. Before the battle. Give our fighters a little boost.” Gabi said and Rowen only stupidly nodded his head. Oh, what a stupid idiot.

Then again, Damon had friends in very low places. When Roger finally gave the signal, Gabriel’s top enforcers crashed through the door, a few of the men shifting in case they needed to fight. Roger marched through the wreckage on two legs, quickly setting his sights on his target. The spy was cowering in the corner, his paws still clenching a tightly shut window. He’d clearly smelled them and attempted to escape, but he was not fast enough. “What do you want?!” He cried, feigning ignorance. “What is this? I’m just a refugee.”