Gold D Roger 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.

The only reason I remained standing on my feet was because Niole walked over to me and pulled me in for a hug. "We are doing all we can for the both of them. I am not going to let them go without a fight of my own," Nicole reassured me and I knew that she would do everything she could. She was, after all, the best doctor in the pack and that's why so many people wanted to see her. She had even stitched up a rogue or two for her son before Jayson let the rogue go under the promise that they wouldn't be caught anywhere near our land again. It was a strange system, but something about it worked because we rarely saw rogues around our territory.

He doesn't see that we're severely outnumbered. Slowly I move my hand over my pocket, where I can feel the handle of the dagger, I curve my fingers over it and ready myself. Nareena steps forwards, the males flank her sides. It's clear she's their newly appointed leader. That's the thing about rogues, they don't care if you're male or female, they just need someone as corrupt as them to lead them down the winding path of destruction. Out the corner of my eye, I see two wolves emerge from either side of me. They have me surrounded and I'm sorely outvoted. The wolves step closer, exposing their canines.

Roman asked no one in particular as he still held on to his kids tightly. "Shut the fuck up, you imbecile!" Their boss yelled from the mezzanine. "What do we have in there, Addy?" It didn't seem like the men were ready to leave. The third man was downstair standing few inches away from Roman and his kids with his gun in his hands but he wasn't pointing at them. "Some stash of cash and five bars of gold." He answered, putting a lot of emphasis on the word gold. "Gold?" The boss and the third man got out simultaneously. They were shocked and in awe of the fact they were able to acquire gold from him. Everyone knew Roman Hendricks was one of the richest men in California but the armed men never

Chad asked him curiously. “Why not tonight everyone is so happy and carefree. It would be the perfect time. We will leave pretending we're bored or angry with one another. Then wait for one of those girls to head out. Then we jump her.” Roger explained his plan. “Fine. We will see how this plays out for you. If it doesn't then it's my turn.” Chad said, agreeing. “Fine… Ready?” Roger smirked. “Ready for- Roger stood up and threw the whole glass of wine in Chad’s face. Chad instant reached for Roger, he was going to murder him. Kendrick grabbed a hold of Chad, while Clay grabbed Roger.

“You’re amazing, young man! You’re really good. If you dare say that you’re number one in boasting, nobody dares admit to being number two!” Old Master Gold turned to Old Master Taylor with a grin on his face. “Old Master Taylor, this son-in-law of yours is really refreshing to see, and luckily, the God of War isn’t here. If not, the matter of him addressing the God of War by his first name would land him in so much trouble.” The head of the Gold Family smiled coldly and said, “Hey, hey! He’s not even shy or anywhere remotely abashed when he calls himself a miracle-working doctor! That’s the biggest takeout from this!”

With that, he left without another word. When Rodger got back to his suite, he sat for a while to think about his plan. He had to get this right, because he would only get one shot at it. Since Mr. Green had never seen him before, Rodger thought that he could get away with posing as a real estate agent, and try to lure Mr. Green into a trap. His thought was to arrange a meeting to see a particular piece of property that Mr. Green was interested in, and then dispose of him there and then. No one would be the wiser, and he would leave the country that same day. His only problem at that time was how to get hold of a hand gun. His plan called for Mr. Green to die by gun fire. He wanted it to loo

At nightfall in Eastcliff, Kenneth sat in his Rolls-Royce as it was speeding on the street at night. He was extremely excited and filled with emotions at this time. After all, he had received an invitation from Rogan, who was the third son of the Golding family. Although Rogan ranked last in the family and did not have much real power, he was still a direct heir of the Golding family after all. Both Rogan’s social status and the assets that he owned were much stronger compared to Kenneth.

Roger looked at the guards with guns in front of him with a faint sneer and said, “Morrow, how much chance of victory do you think you have?” Morrow glanced at the Black Gold Rose guards next to Roger and said, “50 percent.”

Roger said furiously, grabbing his father by the collar of his shirt. “Roger, let him go.” “I’m done waiting. I want you to give me the presidency you promised me.” “You lost that when you proved to me that you were nothing but a damn traitor and a thief. We found out about all the money and jewelry you secretly took from the company.” “I didn’t steal anything because all of it was mine in the first place, so I could take whatever I wanted whenever I wanted,” Roger shouted, shoving the older man hard. George lost his balance and hit his head on the desk.