Gold Roger Novels & Stories

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

I turned, my face hot. His palm cracked against my backside hard enough to make me gasp. Laughter erupted from the crowd. "Five gold pieces," Scarface announced, grinning at me with yellow teeth. The trader's eyes lit up. "Five gold from Alpha Garrett. Do I hear—" "Ten." The voice came from the back. Deep. Cold. It cut through the noise like a blade through flesh. Everyone went silent. I turned and saw him pushing through the crowd. He wore a dark cloak with the hood pulled low, hiding his face completely. But the way people moved aside for him, the way even the other alphas stepped back, told me everything I needed to know.

I smiled, "I can't imagine you as a kid stealing sweets." "I wasn't always the Rogue King." He took a bite of bread, I was just a boy who liked honey cakes. "What else did you like?" He thought about it, "Books. I loved reading adventure stories mostly, tales of heroes, battles and honor." "That surprises me." "Why?" "I don't know, you just seem so..." I gestured vaguely. "Brutal? Ruthless?" "Practical," I finished. "Like you don't believe in heroes or honor anymore."

However, as a rookie in the field, I faced many obstacles on my journey. My mission every day was to sit at the entrance to my home, lost in thought. I had a neighbor called Mrs. Linton. She walked up to me with an apple, and when I ignored her, she reached out and waved it in front of my face. "What's the matter, Ethan? You're always so distracted. Tell me what's bothering you. Maybe I can help." "I want to invest in a fish pond, but there are some aspects of it that I don't know about," I said.

It coaxed me out of my pillow fort of memories and back to the bright realm of my unfortunate reality. Cautiously I opened my eyes. Two faces swam into focus. One was Logan, I knew him immediately. He looked worried but relief flooded over him as I blinked. The other face I didn't know and I shrank back when it came into focus. The stranger raised his empty hands palms out towards me and stepped away. "I mean you no harm." He said softly. His voice was the hot cocoa. "Silver, this is Bartholomew Skye. He's our new pack healer."

43. Mr. Rogue King, can you kidnap me again please? Rogue's POV "I thought you're going to show me a real bang bang weapon." I chuckled and feigned to take an aim with the new glock in my hand a supplier claimed would impress me. "But this is a toy gun and might kill some flies if not a few men." I chuckled again as it came undone in my hand, in several parts, as I pulled the trigger. The supplier that pestered me for a fucking month just to have a meeting with me trembled. He wiped the trail of sweat on his forehead.

I questioned. Richard paused for a moment, contemplating his response. 'You know that Roger is my grandfather.' 'Is he really your grandfather?' I asked. Richard sighed and looked at me with a mix of sadness and frustration. 'He is Grandma Ruth's brother,' he admitted. 'And the only person that I can trust is not because he is my only family, but because he was the person who saved me when the whole world was trying to kill me.' Richard's words hung heavy in the air, revealing a deeper connection between him and Roger. As I absorbed this information, I couldn't help but wonder about the circumstances that led to such a desperate situation.

With that, Angel spun around and decked Ric, who was her second in command. “You know I can’t! We need this and Rosa has the beauty he needs. Stop saying foolish things!” Ric rubbed his arm, watching his sister huff away. She couldn’t afford to be foolish, but she was a fool indeed, he thought if she ignored her gut on this.