Good Rouge Names Novels & Stories

“That’s a good idea.” “Alright. I will start. My name is Tyler Renost and I have been the Alpha of the Moonfang pack for three years. I am also in charge of all of the major businesses run by the pack. My sister, Sofia, helps manage two of them. What about you?” Tyler asks. “My name is Arielle Lozerno. I am currently a rogue and the CEO of Techex. My favorite color is green and I like to read,” I reply. At this moment Alicia returns.

Its Rowena, I don’t think a princess is ever going to be a sacrifice. Silence followed after I had said that,but I felt his tension ease. I looked at him in a way he wouldn’t know, I wanted to take all his features, his looks and the way he looked at me when I wasn’t starring. Why do they call you the rogue Alpha , I found myself asking. When I asked that question it seemed to get his attention because he looked at me. I don’t go with their rules princess and I don’t worship their stupid moon goddess who abandoned my people when your people turned against us or because I protected my people with my own power.

he taps out and she releases him. Seeing as she won, she stepped out of the ring and stands on the sidelines close by us “that was damn good skill young lady” my father approaches her “thank you sir” “which pack are you from dear?” “the Woods Pack sir” “ahh Alpha Teejan, okay and may I ask your name child” “it’s Roho sir, but most people call me Red or Roro” “hang on, how come he and Cory gets to call you Roro and I have to say your full name?” “have you no respect for your elders my King? How can you refer to him as simply he?”

It was Rogue territory—the land of outcast wolves who refused to bow to any Alpha except their leader, Rogue King Alex. Susan was led into a large room with high ceilings, and at the far end, a man was sitting on a simple chair, though his aura of authority filled the space. He was tall and muscular, with shoulder-length straight hair and a scar cutting across his cheek. Rogue King Alex, his name was a hot topic among Alphas, especially packs in Canadian territories.

Although he's pretty funny and fun-loving, as the head of the Greek syndicate he's done many more killings than I'd have fucked women during my teenage years. "For a moment I thought we're under attack." Conor rubbed a palm to his face as he sighed loudly. "I had an anxiety attack," Rogue said. "This would have been the first time being attacked on my own property." "I was shocked too. Like who's honed the talent and courage to mess with Bruce Wayne's tech-protected property." Evan joked. I've learned Rogue also goes by the nickname Bruce Wayne because he's exceptionally rich like the character disguised as batman in the show.

One of the rouges muttered. "He is so fast, we won't be able to win," Another rouge said. "We are the one outnumbered, not him," The rouge who spoke out the first time said again. Roy rushed to them and grabbed one of them by the neck. He snapped off his neck and threw him against the others so they they fell to the ground.

I wish he hadn't maybe instead of facing this alone I would have him to support me. "Rouge, you won't be punished for this I promise." The voice broke through my train of thought, I glanced up to see the space he had been empty. Arms were wrapped around me; I don't know when he moved beside me yet alone when he started to hold me but I doubted he held that type of power, he was to young to be a alpha and Alpha James would never listen to just any wolf. "Look at me." His hand softly grazed my chin turning my face to meet his own. "You. Will. Not. Go. Rouge." Each word made a sentence of their own, driving the importance of the words into my mind. I was so confused but something told me to lis

{Isla’s POV} So there was Huut, Ezekiel, Damien, James, Jack, Charles, Brian and… What’s the last one again? Fuebol. I’m talking about the Generals. Those are their names, according to General Raand. I finally know all of their names in my head— I’m rocking this princess thing. It’s just ten eight names, Isla. We were on our way to meet the “Praised Brothers”. The Rogues had willingly agreed to take us to their Rogue base, where all the Rogues were.

RM is the short for Rosemary and she fucking hates the name, her parents the staunch Catholics couldn't be more off naming her that, she wasn't a rose and she certainly wasn't a Mary, her middle name was even worse Goodness, RM was definitely a bad girl, like leather jacket and rides a fucking motorcycle bad girl, fucks anything, any guy that is. She was by far more rebellious than Aurora could ever be, if RM was forced to marry somebody. She probably would have crossed borders without anyone suspecting a thing. "I am getting used to it," Aurora said choosing her words carefully. "So it fucking sucks," RM replied in her no nonsense tone, another thing about RM was that she was the realest pe

“I’m not anymore, but I used to be friends with a rouge. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.” “It’s a strange choice of friends,” I point out. “Given the bad reputation rouges have, most people try to stay away from them.” “Sure,” Kole said. “And I tried to stay away from most of them. But they aren’t all bad. You are talking to me right now. I’m a rouge.” That’s a fair point. But if what Catherine said is true… then Kole falls in line with why people think rouges are bad. It can’t be true; it just can’t be.