Mc Renegade Novels & Stories

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

I couldn't help but feel a mixture of pride and sorrow, knowing that they were each embarking on unique journeys within the pack. Aline's son, now the new alpha male, stood before the pack members with a sense of humility and purpose. His journey had been marked by both extraordinary circumstances and challenges, but he was ready to lead, armed with the knowledge of his lineage and the magical abilities that set him apart. The future of the pack was in his hands, and he was determined to guide them toward prosperity, unity, and a bright future. Reynald, the newly appointed alpha male, bore the weight of his responsibilities with grace and strength. The distinctive marks on his right paw and

"You're Jason Leigh, right? Human resources informed me that you're only a high school graduate. Do you really understand all this?" "I used to be a mercenary," I corrected him in a calm but clear voice. Tony was taken aback, but he quickly laughed out loud. His laugh was so loud that it echoed throughout the workshop. The people standing next to him laughed along. "What's a mercenary doing here as a stockkeeper? Who would believe you, Leigh?"

I growled and the men immediately stopped and turned to me. I could feel Alpha Ronan's curious eyes on me but I didn't glance in his direction as anger rose within me at Scarlett's dishevelled appearance. I took in a slow breath as I tried to quell my rage and keep my temper in check, lest I do something I would regret. "This is the rogue we told you about Alpha," one of the officers addressed Alpha Ronan. "Silas I had to" Scarlett began to speak but the officer cut her off. "For your own good, I suggest you shut it," he gritted out and my nostrils flared.

Five days later. Geraldine. I paced through the bustling terminal of the international airport, I was putting on sunglases and an oversized hoodie and sweatpants to hide my identity. I had carefully been planning my escape, I had prepared these travel documents a long time ago as plan B, I used my maiden name nobody ever knew me as. Two days ago, Michelle was arrested, the investigations Harper began were finally completed, also she happened to have been involved in Damon’s Ex plans, she was taken into custody alongside Jade awaiting trial.

His body ached, and he felt shaky. "I don't want to do that. This little shit has taken up enough of my time. Our time." In the eighteen months that Maggie had been with Murphy, Rannigan, this was the third time Nathan Menzel, errant son of Councilman Robert Menzel, had been arrested for criminal stupidity. The last time, the charge had been trespassing and mischief at the home of a former girlfriend. This was his second DUI arrest and this time, Nathan had upped the ante with a bottle containing oxy discovered in the console of his luxury SUV.

Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de

Ren yelled, grabbing him. Ren turned and looked at the courtyard. Against the far wall, a gang mechanic was desperately trying to start a "Rat-Rod"—a scavenged vehicle built from a dune buggy chassis, massive off-road tires, and a raw, exposed V8 combustion engine. Ren didn't ask permission. He sprinted toward the vehicle. He drew the scavenged pistol from his waistband and aimed it at the mechanic. "Out of the seat," Ren ordered, his eyes dead and cold.

Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks. Brent, Jarret’s younger brother is still in the Army. After he gets out, he will be joining the club. His road name will be Army. Joel, Tracker’s younger brother is still in the Marines, when he retires, he’ll also join the club. His road name will be Rebel. CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC