Junkrat X Roadhog Novels & Stories

Eric shouted back as he fired another round, "OR worse, turn us into one of them!" "Shut up and start shooting already!" Morgan shouted from the front seat, driving frantically as their truck bounced up and down the uneven gravel road. Rounds after rounds were fired, some of them struck the rogues and killed them while others only grazed them. With their strength and speed, the rogues caught up with them quickly with Dante as the fore runner. "Dante! Fuck mate! I can't..." Eric hesitated for a second as Dante leaped and landed on the back of the truck, his hand reached for Eric's throat.

, Marlow said solemnly. “Alpha Christian Xavier, you have plotted against your people to destroy the harmony we've built over the years. You have been careless with our peace and most especially our safety. And for that I hereby banished you and everybody who chooses to follow you. You're never to return unless you undo what has been done!” He was now a Rogue wolf!

Rough, tattooed men with reputations for taking what they wanted. She’d heard stories about the Iron Wolves gang that hung out at The Rusty Nail, a dive bar on the outskirts of town. Five of them were legends, Jax, the brooding leader with a scar across his cheek; Rocco, the massive Italian with arms like tree trunks; Blaze, the fiery redhead known for his stamina; Diesel, the mechanic with oil-stained hands and a wicked grin; and Thorn, the quiet one with piercing eyes that could undress you from across the room. They were all hung like gods, or so the rumors went. Perfect.

And rejecting her wasn't just enough he also insulted her in front of beta and his parents. Ron never liked that Hellen woman. She might have became the Luna but he never liked her. She was just not enough good to be a Luna for such a big pack. Ron took a seat on the bench waiting for the full moon. It was after two days and he was still kind of worried. He asked Alpha to end the Rogue but he decided to sacrifice him. Ron wasn't in the favor of his decision but couldn't say anything against him. He was an alpha after all. He just wished for the full moon to arrive and end this tension for once and all. The Rogue will be sacrificed and Alpha will mark Hellen, freeing Alice. After that everyth

Looking down, on the roof, I saw just the wood under the shingles so the rogue didn't make it far. Still feeling the rush, Colt looked down and saw a rogue had a warrior under him. Jumping off the roof, Colt, with his paw, aimed it in the back of the rogue’s head as he was falling. With perfect placement, the head sat right beside the warrior’s head and completely smashed it, causing brains to go flying. It was like squishing a grape. Unfortunately for the warrior, his mouth was open. “The fuck, Alpha!” He spit the brains out on the ground as he gagged. Colt didn’t give a fuck as he was still focused on saving his pup. Turning to the front doors, he dashed inside.

Last week, the twenty-nine-year-old captain of the Texas Mutiny, and one of last year's most eligible bachelors, was spotted in the company of twenty-five-year-old Quincy Watson, a local hairdresser. Seeing Zavaro with a beautiful woman on his arm isn't anything new, but what is new is his relationship with the seven-month-old nephew Watson has full custody of. Sources tell us that last week, while Watson was apparently recuperating from the flu, Zavaro spent all his free time with the tiny tot, including dropping him off and picking him up from day care. "He was a real sweetheart," our anonymous source said in a phone interview. "He doted on baby Chance like he was his own son." Who is this

James. I couldn't help but stare at him. He was seated next to Charlotte who was all smiles as she stared at him with dreamy eyes and all I could think about was how the fuck was he Jacks Dad. His eyes were a bright green and his hair was all salt and pepper and his smile was fucking hell hot. If he wasn't Jacks Dad, I would want him too. I turned to Jack with confusion written all over my face and he answered my unasked question. "Step Dad"

he asserted in genuine concern. “There won't be enough drugs to quell their bloodlust,” he added with a hiss. A black blur suddenly jumped onto the hood and the windshield shattered into a zillion pieces. Covering my face from the spraying shards of glass I felt my dad brake suddenly. The ferocious growls of something savage on the hood of the car cut through my stunned silence. Peering out of the shattered glass I saw Jaxon, his face contorted into something ungodly. “I'm going to drain your lifeblood then rip your throat out, bitch,” he hissed.

Commotion had broken out outside, the sounds of wolves growling and howling filled the entire place, the slicing of fangs against skin and claws ripping out hearts echoed as well, turning the Highway into a battlefield within seconds. “Boss, I thi—” His beta’s speech was cut off yet again when a wolf’s paw punched a hole through the window and dug its claws into the side of his arm making him bleed all over the seats. “That’s the stench of rogues,” Alpha Jackson growled, shooting his fangs out before reaching out to grab the wolf and snap its limb into two clean halves. “Thanks boss,” his Beta managed to say while nursing his wounded arm. Both men jumped out of the car at the same time and w

Had anyone been down here in the last couple of days? There were tracks going in and out. Maybe this would be it. I quickly changed into the flannel shirt. Jax was already in the driver's seat. We started down the road. We drove slow, looking around for any sign that Celly might be here. We had the windows down, so we could get any hint of the rogues' scent or Celly. It hit all of us at the same time, the disgusting stench of rotting meat and stagnant water. The rogues had definitely been here.