Gold Roger Novels & Stories

Clinton said earnestly, looking at Goldie. “Well, Zimmerman, this is the first time you’ve shown so much care toward me. I'm so flattered. It's a pity that you won’t accept me. I’m not interested in Silva so I can only look for the next target. I don't believe there is anyone whom I will get caught up in and can’t break free from. It’ll be better if you don’t say anything, but since you said it, I really want to give it a try,” Goldie replied indifferently. Who was Goldie Rogers?

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.

Roger looked deep into Harvey’s eyes. “Get ready, then.” Roger took a step forward and pounced right at Harvey. He spun, then threw a punch straight at Harvey’s chest. The seemingly simple attack was as quick as lightning. The air crackled as soon as Roger threw his punch forward. Harvey started to get a little interested after seeing that. To make a simple punch seem that strong, Roger was a talented man. If Harvey were to teach Roger, the man would surely have a chance to become a King of Arms, maybe even a God of War.

With a smile, Roger said, "But Natalie's show is another matter altogether." "Mr. Wild has two identities. Where does he find the time to watch the show?" Oliver retorted calmly. His dual identity undoubtedly referred to the renowned businessman Roger and the assassin known as D. "Mr. Windsor has to manage RK Group and design Windsor Group. Isn't he busier?" Roger said. "Oh, and you also have to send people to find your brother Arthur." Oliver replied, "Even with my busy schedule, I still have time for my wife. There's no need for Mr. Wild to squeeze in time for her."

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Draco turned his head curiously and Rio nodded slowly as if he wasn't too sure. “Alpha, I'm not sure but I think this is one of the bandit members of the Rogues…” “What? How do you know?” Largo asked him impatiently. “Like I said, the clothes he's wearing aren't that unfamiliar. They wore thick coats of wild animal fur that were made by amateur hands. And there were these golds in his pockets.” Rio showed two bags of gold which he had been holding. “You got these bags from this corpse?” Declan took the wet bag and it was true that there were lots of gold coins in it.

Princess in the illusion of their greed? “Haha, you completely underestimate the power of beauty, my friend” Roger suddenly laughed in response. He shook his head slowly as he continued. “This time I will give you 1 million, next time there are such goods remember to give me first priority” “Haha, that’s for sure! Then one million it is, deal?” Beta Miguel replied. “Deal,” Roger replied with a slight smile as they shake hands again after which, he outstretched his hand to shake the other party’s.

Maverick laughed seeing his condition and said while mocking him, “I heard that you are a god in martial arts and even skilled people can't outfight you. But, look at you. You lost against a girl.” All the people present there started laughing, and Rodger felt his life's biggest humiliation. He with all his might tried to free himself from Audrey's grip, but only to get unsuccessful. “I can't believe that I used to be afraid of him.” Whispered a man to another which also reached the ears of Rodger and his anger knew no limit right now. “You have done your life's biggest mistake, Nicklaus. You'll pay for it. Even if you manage to kill me, my son will take my revenge.” Roared Rodger and starte

"Yes. He's my cousin. He's the reason I'm rogue." "What pack were you from?" I asked. "Golden Claw." He said. I punched down on his shoulder. "Don't lie." I snarled. He screamed, "I'm not! I was born into Golden Claw. Stan is still Golden Claw." I heard Sergi say, "Fuck!" The rogue smiled, "Yeah asshole. Stan is Golden Claw and you already know what that means." I punched his shoulder straight down, snapping the bones and crushing them into the soft tissue. He howled in agony.

King Rico kept laughing as he tightened his chain again and he suddenly remembered that he still has the missing Rogers to worry about. "I'm done with you for now Miller," said King Rico as he walked out of the place. Miller's sorrow gave way into despair again. As King Rico made his way back to his opulent palace, his mind swirled with thoughts of Roger's whereabouts. The lingering absence of his loyal servant gnawed at his consciousness, leaving a tinge of unease in its wake. Yet, King Rico's cunning and patience won over his curiosity, convincing him that Roger's absence was likely due to pressing matters that demanded his attention.