Good Rouge Names Novels & Stories

“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.

“How did this rogue get to her? I made bloody sure that she didn’t leave my territory. Why did she let him take her away? He’s a rogue with no prospects or future. If he thinks mating with her will get him into my pack, he’s got another thing coming. Where did this fool come from? Nita, do you know a Tyler, who’s a rogue?” That was a surprise. He didn’t normally speak directly to her. Russell didn’t want to know a thing about what went on in his head. She’d learned that quickly, right at the beginning. Anita released his shaft from her mouth so she could speak. “Tyler? Not that I know of. But there have been several strangers in town. Very tough looking guys. All scars and muscles. Leather j

“You allowed so many to treat you so badly?” How can he so easily have given up his right to a title? His heritage? I know their pack was small, but they were hoping one day to go back, surely?... “We will always be rogues in people’s minds.” Aiden says. “But you are an Alpha.” Cayden says, his voice showing his shock. Aiden sighs once more. “Yes, I am an Alpha. Is that worth anything anymore? What would I be considered, a rogue Alpha?”

Keeping my head down, I try to ignore the footsteps that are quickly approaching me from behind. "Hey!" The voice growls again. "I am talking to you." "Not interested buddy," I say over my shoulder, and I get a good look at the man coming up from behind me. His scent hits my nose and I spit out the word "rogue." "Now what would you know about that, Pretty Lady." His breath is right next to my ear, and I let out a shutter of disgust. "Just leave me alone. I am trying to get home," I lie. Rolling my eyes as he reaches out a hand and tries to rest it on the small of my back. Arching my back away from him, I barely avoid his touch.

I asked once again with almost no confidence in my voice. " Yes, ofcourse you may and please call me Ryan, after all you are my mate.. What is your name if I may ask? " He gestured with a smile that was like melting chocolate being poored over my taste buds. He was really this amazing guy just by looking at him. He was everything a girl could ask for masculour toned body. His hair was so wavy and had so much life that it seemed the were moving by themselves even though there was a little breeze coming from his ajar window.

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

“I still have to survive the council first. I don’t know much about your world, but it’s obvious that rogues are not liked. I didn’t realize before that I wasn’t only protecting my freedom, I was also breaking your laws.” I might as well begin using the lies needed to build my innocent image. His eyes stayed sharp, and I was not sure he believed me. “Rogues are usually trouble. Without the stability of a pack, they lose control of their beasts. We were not created to live alone. It affects the animal’s instincts and mind. But you are very different. You are one of the most stable rogue shifters I’ve ever seen who has lived without a pack since a young age. I think you’ll be fine.”

Jared grinned, “If they are willing, sure. Send them to me.” “What’s you pack going to be called?” James became curious. “Polly came up with the name.” He spoke with pride. “Yeah? What is it, then?” “Red Rogues.” Alex’s lip twitched. Polly? He couldn’t believe it was Polly who thought of that name. Unless . . . “You already planned to recruit rogues into your pack, didn’t you?” They must have discussed it already. “Well, it came to mind. I don’t mind housing them and giving them a pack.”

, Juliet asked pointedly. Meghan stared at the two of them and felt a familiar ease from them. Juliet belonged her and it showed. She did not have to fake it, they loved her as she loved them too. Or at least, Jean Claude. "Who's Amanda?", Jean asked, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Aha! I'm glad I did not bring Meg earlier. The redhead you brought here the last time, you've forgotten her name so fast? It's been only two weeks"

Ersa “To what do I owe this honor?” Orpheus asked, aiming a mocking smile at me as he paused securing the last of his luggage. I glared at him. “You lied to me. You claimed you didn't know him.” Rose had just confirmed the Rogue leader's name was Gaven. The idea was almost comical: the well-known Beta Gaven, a figure of high standing, has the same name with the Phantom Alpha. “I’m a well-known liar, Ersa. The baffling part is that you still chose to believe me when my deception suited your survival.” He dismissed my genuine concern with a shrug.