Junkrat X Roadhog Novels & Stories

I could not even tell… Daxtor, the sister I hated, was my mate. “Easy,” Daxtor said carefully. “We don’t know for sure yet. Could’ve been nothing. But with the rogue activity lately… I’m doubling patrols.” I stayed on my knees for another long minute, breathing hard until the worst of the pain eased. My wolf was still raging, but I pushed him back down. When I finally stood up, my legs felt shaky.

Slap! The car door opened, and Dennis Parker kicked Jax Hamilton out of the car and then swiftly closed the door. Jax rolled on the ground for a moment. His head bumped against the road curb and instantly bled. His face was swollen, and his clothes were tattered. The corners of his eyes were constantly twitching, and his expression was extremely resentful. After a while, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. “Second Brother, I have decided to assist you in moving to the upper position, but I only have one request. I want to kill Harvey York…”

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

I whispered. “Brodie ran a check on this guy, and he’s bad news, Nova. Really bad news.” Wyatt looked at me and raised a brow. “What do I not know, Wyatt?” “Well, that depends. Did you know Rob runs drugs for some big-timers in Florida?” “Rob is running drugs; of course he is, dammit! No, I had no idea.” No idea, but the ignorance doesn’t surprise me. “You’re not the only girl he’s hurt, Nova; He has a pattern.”

One word carved into the middle to remind anyone who was lucky enough to have a seat at the table why they were there “ROGUES” Fishtailing the tyres, I turned off the road into the car park. Rows of bikes lined up the chrome shining in the sunlight. Kicking down the stand and unzipping my leather jacket, Taking a deep breath I headed into the clubhouse knowing full well that the bomb I was about to drop was not going to be well received.

He grunted every now and then and took a sip of his drink, his thoughts wavering far into space. Venom insisted that they came here for unknown reasons; and Raven had accepted not because he wanted to but because he knew Raven had the favour of the Scorpion Mafia family. A minute later, a cough could be heard from one of the guys. “I'm exhausted, man. I feel like I need a break,” he said. Venom darted his head to his direction, the grip on the glass of whiskey in his hands intensifying. “I don't recognise you, but I did notice you look alot like Soldier Jackson. Are you both related?“

Kieran Every day it’s something new in this pack. Today, before we go get the last of Reagan’s family from the airport, Asmodeus and Meadow walk downstairs hand in hand, with Meadow wearing a new mate mark. Almost as one, Reagan and her family lift their heads and howl their happiness for Meadow. It doesn’t take long before our entire pack realizes what has happened and is howling along with them. My head feels like it’s spinning with the speed of everything that’s happening. Thankfully, my mate’s happiness is the grounding force that makes all of this worthwhile.

His men needed a win, and he needed one too. Four raiders rode with him today. Two on bikes, two in the battered pickup truck behind. They rolled up to the emergency entrance, glass crunching under tires. The sign above hung crooked: ST. MERCY MEDICAL CENTER. Jax killed the engine and stepped off, boots heavy on cracked concrete -- He was tall, broad through the shoulders, with a scar running down the left side of his face from some fight he barely remembered. Ex-Army. Now he took what he wanted. "Spread out," he said,"Find the drugs. And keep your eyes open for the bitch."

I made a promise that the rogue would die before he ever laid eyes on my mate. We ran to another location that Dante sent us. Another warehouse, this time, perched at the other side of the human time. My body was shaking. I could smell the pungent odor of blood. I could smell the rogues, too. There was growling and gunshots. It was a fight. I was surprised to see Jay fighting off the rogues with ease and agility. He used weapons to kill or injure them. The rogues stopped attacking him and charged at us when they saw us.

Lex’s POV “Motherfvckers. They seem to be a never ending ocean of rogues,” Jax cursed as we saw the rogues approach us, attracted by our Alpha blood like a magnet pole drawn to another. “ARCHERS ! ON MARK !” a more mature, deep booming Alpha voice resounded above us. “Dad Zarek ! You are back !!” Jax squealed like a kid before running towards him and knocking down the laughing Alpha down as he hugged him.