Joe Rogan Booktok Novels & Stories

Berserkers are obsessed with wood, and Viki also has a deep love for books. ‘Smut books with monsters and aliens,’ Raven groans, remembering the book Viki gave me two days ago. ’Reading about Krakens mating with a human male was—’ Raven interrupts me before I can finish. ‘Traumatic, that’s what it was.’ I snort before going to look inside the closet for a new set of sheets and a blanket. While there, I make a mental note of things Red might need once she can leave the clinic—from clothes to towels and other things females need.

“Eh?” “Yes, you have been asleep for two whole days. You suddenly fainted when you touched that orb. Then soon, your body was cold..like really cold. It felt like you were dead and when we checked your pulse. It was a dead silent. We were so scared- I was so scared! You need to stop trying to give me a heart attack. Okay?” Rogan said with a vulnerable look in his eyes.

The title interested Anthony, he nodded at Yugo in appreciation as he received the book that was handed to him. ‘Rogue, Not Rough.’ It read. “Trust me when I say, it took me many years of research to know these things. If you want to know, you would have to embrace the reality of what you are. You are not fiction. Stop reading those fictious story that tells you that you are what you aren’t. They are just figment of the human mind but you,” Yugo pointed at him then tapped his own chest, “We have seen it happen. We have felt it. So, what do you think about reading books from people who have felt it too? I think…”

A satisfied smirk crosses his lips as my mouth drops open surprised by how accurate his timeline is. “How did you know that?” “You’re not the first rogue I’ve interacted with, but if you’ll join me for dinner, I’d like to have a conversation with you.” “Most ranked wolves don’t have conversations with rogues unless it’s part of an interrogation,” I quipped. “Am I being interrogated?”

Once I had shut and locked the door, I closed my eyes and leaned my back against it. My entire body felt like it was going numb. The adrenalin had saved me when I had come face to face with danger but now…I felt my head spin with everything I discovered. A rogue Alpha? Weren’t we in enough trouble being surrounded by rogue wolves at all times? Now the rogues had an Alpha? How was that even possible? And how had I survived a rogue Alpha? How was I even alive? Sighing, I pushed off the door and went into my bathroom to freshen up. It had been a rough day and I wanted to soak in the bath for a few minutes to feel refreshed and calm my panic stricken mind.

This is like a mob visit. "You wish you could handle me. Besides, I don't like weak, frail, and disgusting old men. They don't have enough backbone for a ROGUE like me! " I growl, my grey blue eyes glowing with purple flakes. I yelled through the door. I knew challenging his manhood and telling him I was a rogue knocking on his packhouse door would draw him out. Stupid Alpha.

Rowan called back exactly one hour later, as promised. I was wearing fresh clothes, my hair still damp. Fao was back in Trevor's sweatpants — I'd thrown the shirt in the dryer since it smelled like wet dog — and was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, watching me with that patient attention. "Okay," Rowan said the second I answered. "I've had my drink. I've processed. I've accepted that my best friend is apparently living in a supernatural romance novel. Still up for debate on if it's erotic. Now tell me everything."

HUNTER Our trip to New York was less tiring than I thought, I can even say that it was a riveting trip, Maggie sleeps cuddle up in my arms while I read ‘Archer’s Voice’ by Mia Sheridan, with the cover covered in black , of course! After all, I’m tired of my friends making fun of me because I’m a MMA fighter who likes to read novels. We get to Park Central Hotel and Gary check us in, I’m so happy for Maggie being here with me I’m barely able to hide my happiness. Gary looks at us hugging in the elevator and throws a bucket of cold water on me by saying:

“Then blood will spill before the prophecy intends it to.” ……. In the deepest part of the forest, where the moonlight barely kissed the ground, a figure stood on a high ridge. Eyes glowing molten gold, burning with something fierce… and broken. The rogue alpha. His long coat fluttered in the breeze as he stared down at the distant lights of the city. The scent of Elaina still lingered on the wind—wildflower and power. “She’s awakening…” he murmured, jaw clenched, claws flexing at his sides.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.