Gregor The Overlander Movie Novels & Stories

Gregory was sure now that there would be many inquires for years as to how this had been able to form and get this far without anyone noticing the scale of it. The whole encampment was irregular in that yes these were rogues but they were not the only thing here. The rogues seemed to be victims of this person just as those that were kidnapped have been. There were no boundaries of respect and no restraint in the recognition of morality or a moral code. This was a horror movie come to life with a supernatural twist. Gregory knew he would never be able to unsee this night. They finally worked their way through to the end and found three more women. Each one clinging to life after having e

Loki, Caius, and Stryxx were 3 quarters away from the border between the Rogue's territory to the Old Ones. Chad had reminded them that time passes differently in the Old Lands due to a ever potent spell place by those who came before Anatashi and her motley pack of misfits. "Do you believe this mole is as loyal to Chad as he says?" Stryxx, always, the thunder cloud over everyone's heads. "I believe in Dove and his capabilities to sell just about any plan to even the smartest wolves. I guess he's really Chad's,vrother." Loki mentioned.

“I think these folks here have a bone to pick with you.” Gregory’s face twisted. “Wait. Wait, I—I can make this right. Whatever you want. Money? A title? I’ll step aside—” “No,” Frederick said. “You’ll kneel. Before the ones you destroyed.” The rogues didn’t wait for a command. They moved as Gregory shifted into his wolf, attempting to make a run for it. The rogues followed suit and he barely made it outside before they charged him. One by one he was able to keep them off, but eventually they overran him. The growls echoed through the hangar. And I stood there, silent, watching it happen. Not with mercy. But with understanding. Some monsters don’t deserve cages. They deserved to be hunted.

"But that's not going to stop us from trying. We have to do something." "Oh no you're not." The next thing I know, he's shifting into a tiger. He launches himself onto me, and I land flat on my back. "Heather!" Gregory yells, right before he shifts into his wolf form. The tiger growls, baring his sharp teeth and I know that I'm in trouble. I can feel the hot breath of the animal on my face and I can see the anger in his eyes. "Professor McGuire, stop!" I yell, but he's too far gone.

But now, after years of suffering and indignity, they had had enough. Their leader, a grizzled and scarred wolf named Gregor, stood before them, his voice a low growl as he addressed the gathered rogues. His eyes glowed with a mix of fury and desperation, emotions that had been simmering for years, now ready to boil over.

At least up there I had a little more freedom to let my wolf out to run. The heat from the late afternoon sun is beating down on me as I walk through town looking for any new places to apply for a job. My mind kept wandering back to Bill, Norah, and the Lost Elk Lodge. I’m broken from my thoughts by someone yelling “Gina! Hey Gina!” Quickly turning towards the road over my left shoulder, I see an older black SUV and Mathias is hanging out the window grinning at me. Upon closer inspection I can see Karlie in the driver seat, and a few other wolves I recognize in the back.

The man who brought the chains walked away while the other, Gregor who I am supposed to fight starts to shift into his wolf. "Oh and of course, aim for the kill!" Sirus laughed just as Gregor shifted into a dark huge beast, snarling and snapping his jaw, his claw in the air as he pounced on me with a deadly force.

I had failed Adeline, failed Belle, and now it felt like I was failing the entire pack. Elijah opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, a booming voice cut through the tense morning air. "Roman!" Gregor Ironfang's growl rang out loud enough to make the wolves on the training grounds pause. The bastard strode toward me, his heavy boots crunching against the dirt. The sunlight glinted off his broad shoulders and the faint scars that crisscrossed his arms, reminders of a hundred battles fought—and survived. Behind him, a group of his loyalists trailed, their eyes burning with quiet anticipation.

Oceans p.o.v. Gregory doubled over as if in pain, before I could react he had transformed into his shaggy brown wolf and was howling to the sky "Gregory, what's wrong?" "Ocean, it's Desert and Lanna they went into the forest and didn't come back and now Sky cant contact Desert" fear settled deep in my stomach "I'm on my way" I rush over to Gregory "Gregory, come on we need to go, Lanna and Desert need us"

"Yes, We'll do that after a few hours on the ground. Since it's been raining for a few days, it'd be a good chance to teach young ones how to track and hunt using sound. They only use their sense of smell right now. That gotta change," "Yeah, about that," Ryder replied as he slowed down. "Since it's been raining almost all the time, it's harder to track the rogues now. We can't track their smell and the rain erases their trails. Two more cattle have gone missing," I stopped. "Are you sure it's the rogues? It's not other animals trying to steal food, right?" "No, it's rogues. There's no doubt." "Then we're patrolling tonight and I'm coming with you. Looks like they're mocking us. So we'll hav