Good Rouge Names Novels & Stories

If the rogue was looking at rain, then this was going to be worse than what I thought it was. "I said the same thing, and Owen was very certain that the rogue was looking at Rain and not them." Dennis said, and when I looked at him, I could see the anger that he held in them that Luna's life was being threatened. "I want to know where this rogue came from and who, if any, sent him" I said with authority and both Alex and Dennis nodded their heads standing up and walking out the door. I let out a sigh, looking out the window, and thinking back to this morning and all the anger that has just built up with the new information that Rain might be the target and that my baby is in trouble. I look

Slapping Nick on the back with gusto, “Now let's have a drink to celebrate” Chairs scraped along the floor as they were pushed backwards, whispers lingered in the air as wolves out of earshot began to discuss what they had heard in disbelief. Nick lined up the shot glasses across the bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey, he started pouring, the amber liquid splashing down the side of the glasses. “Rogues, grab a shot” he yelled, raising his glass to the air “To the Alpha of the Red Crescent Rogues”. “HERE HERE” voices sang on in unison. And at that moment, I knew that the voices may have been in unison but the pack was anything but.

“Thank you, Fergus.” I watch as Rogue stomps off muttering something about Kellen not being happy if he found out he left her alone. “I’m not alone Fergus!” She calls out to him over her shoulder. I’m assuming Fergus is his real name. I didn’t think anyone would willingly name their pup Rogue. But you never know. “What's the deal with you two?” I say pointing between her and Rogue’s retreating back.

The door swung open revealing a female nurse smiling at us while holding a piece of paper and a ballpen. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Ryder. I came here to ask for the name of your baby." I looked at Rogue. We already talked about the name of our baby. Rogue flashed a sweet smile as he gently caressed our baby's balled tiny fist. "She will be named… Roanna Aurora Q. Ryder." I smiled even more. Rogue glanced at me and smirked as if he's so proud of our daughter's name. "Wow!" The nurse exclaimed and shook her head. "The name sounds so expensive, Mr. Ryder."

She ruffled her hair while he only nodded his head and chuckled softly. "Those animals we saw back there are werewolves but are called rouges. Werewolves are very dangerous but rouges…….Let me just give you this advice, anywhere you hear the name rouges…you better get into action because there is nothing like mercy in their dictionary," he whispered. "What about in your dictionary?" "You really wouldn't want to know that, because mine is rough, worst and complicated for your understanding." He then continued after seeing how her face turned pale.

"You're setting me up, Rouge!" Everest angrily blamed Cheyne by pointing a gun at him. Cheyne chuckled derisively. His gaze was fixed on Everest, unblinking. He hated it when someone like Everest called him a Rouge. He felt offended. Although Cheyne was a Rouge before, he is now as honorable as the other purebloods in their pack.

“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.

Luke tried to keep a straight face as replied, “I believe Leana would be the perfect person to answer that question.” His mother chuckled again. “I see she has taken a liking to your mate.” She paused for some seconds as they kept on walking, before asking, “What is her name?” “Eleanor.” What a pretty name. “What happened? Why did such a pretty girl become a rogue?” “She lost her family to a rogue attack. The same rogue attack.” His mother’s ambience immediately changed. “Well that’s sad,” she said, but it was obvious she was more angry than sad. “And what was her plan as a rogue?”

These men were peers of the realm and would not murder her or otherwise harm her like the highwaymen she'd first believed last night. Her friend Anne Chessley had told her quite a bit about Godric and his friends. She'd called them the League of Rogues, a name she'd whispered half afraid and half fascinated. They were men without rules and morals as far as she knew, if one could trust gossip and stories printed in The Quizzing Glass Gazette.

Then I saw him. A tall man, by a black jeep. Broad shoulders. Black hair and an eye patch that still made him look dangerous and alluring. Del Morino. The Rogue Alpha. He looked right at me. Sharp, grey eyes. No smile. No words. But something in the air just shifted. Power and danger. And something else. I don't know what. Clarissa put her hand on my back. “Be a good girl, now. He doesn’t like weak women.” I turned to her, my eyes burning. “Then it’s a good thing I’m done being weak.”