Good Names For Rogues Novels & Stories

I could sense that my wolf was pissed with me, but I was the one in control right now and while I was in control, I wasn't going to allow Blake anywhere near me. "At least tell me your name. Don't you think he has the right to know that?" Jayson asked me, until he asked that question, I had totally forgotten that I hadn't given them my name. No one knew my name, they only knew I was a rogue to be feared. "It's for the best he knows nothing since I don't plan on accepting him anytime soon." I sighed, my gaze never leaving that of Jasyon as he continued to study me and process the answers I was giving him.

She continued pitching the hem of her shirt as she forced a small smile and murmured, “You didn’t know. Before I became a rogue, I was also hardwired to hate every wolf who didn’t belong to a pack, to look at them in disdain, to show them no sympathy or empathy. I was brought up to believe that, if no one wanted them, there had to be something wrong with them. I was taught that all rogues attacked for the pleasure of destroying our pack and murdering our warriors and pack leaders. ” She heaved a sigh, and continued, “But nothing could be further from the truth. I’ve met a few good ones leading rogue packs throughout the years. They never wanted any trouble. They just wanted to be safe, and t

"So you should know about a pack ranking by now... I'm assuming the Alpha told you about it." I nodded. "Do you know about rogues?" I nodded again. "Rollins told me rogues were wolves who lost someone they cared about so badly that they let their animal side take over; they lost their humanity." Mentioning Rollins name alone hurts so bad, more than I expected it to.

I said trying to make it sound fun and playful. “You youngins these days. Back when I was a young one, yes everything you said was true. But in today’s world being a Rogue isn’t what it used to be. But we do have a few Alphas that come through here. But I will give you space to work and give you safety. But I don’t want whatever drama that is going on in your personal life to affect my business. You hear me?” He said sternly.

I put what I am doing to the side and gestured for him to take a seat. "Owen, I need to talk to you about something. I do not want you to take offense, but it's about rogues." I nod. Rogues often give packs trouble; somehow, I am an exception. Probably because I attempt to communicate with the wolf packs and live on neutral territory, it probably also helps that they come to my club. "I am not sure what help I can be," I don't associate with many wolves, other than those who work or are members of the club.

“I appreciate that, handsome. But it’s something I have to do as Mayor. I’ll meet up with you shortly. Jeremy is giving orders to go to all ends of our borders. I have visiting Alphas and Betas here as well. I need to inform them to be prepared. I tried to tell them to let us handle this issue but they are proud men and want to help. So I won't say no. I made sure all the pack was safe before I made my way to the border where Colby and Dane were standing.. This is where the majority of rogues were gathered. Snarling. Chomping their jaws at us. The smell of feral rogues is one of rotten and matted fur. Of wolves who don't groom. Born rogues, and rogues who leave their packs willingly don't ha

In a rogue camp. I didn’t even know that was possible. “It’s not what you expected, is it?” Kael asked beside me, watching my face. “No,” I admitted. “I thought rogues were all violent and dangerous… that they lived alone.” “We are dangerous,” he said softly. “Every wolf here has been through things that would break most people. But danger doesn’t mean we can’t live together. We protect each other. That’s how we survive.” His words hit something deep inside me.

I Arrived at the shadow-core pack’s main driveway, I got a call from Gary Saithe telling me to get my ass over here, Gary is A Vampire -werewolf hybrid known as Alpha to his band of misfit rogues that he likes to keep as pets, his pack was no laughing stock nor to be taken lightly as all pack leaders feared him but Mostly Feared the rogues that he took in as his own members - they were a different sort of breed, not just one race. But a mixture of good and bad. - I killed the Roaring engine to my black sports car and stepped out of the driver’s side straightening out my matching black suit that fitted around me so well. A lingering scent hung in the passing breeze, I took a deep breath inhal

I had my life all together, I got the job I always dreamt of, I got my boss’s trust and was promoted to vice manager of the bank with at just twenty-four, I was engaged and in love with Igor, I never thought he could have used me that way. The real truth is that Igor was never a sweet and harmless insurance agent he made me believe he was. I was sleeping with a cold blooded bandit, capable of fooling me, stealing, murdering and then treating me to death. I never met knew him as I naively thought I did, Igor was a Kedrak, Iuri’s bastard son, therefore, illegitimate brother of Ivan. A cold blooded genius thief that got close to me with only one purpose: hack into my computer, acquire the safe

“The rogue we managed to capture said something similar.” Sal's eyes went wide. “You guys captured a rogue? That's sick!” A moment of excitement crossed her gaze before she went serious and cleared her throat. “Okay so back to what I was saying, the rogues are essentially mercenaries sent here by someone from another pack. There was a man in charge of these mercenaries, he goes by the name Grog—” “Grog?” Kaiden said, looking pointedly at Bradford, who also had a similar look of surprise on his face.