Pirate Roger Novels & Stories

The orange-haired, flat-chested lady jumped directly over the sofa and came to Roger . Sheniu's talents are fully utilized. "Hello, my name is Croissant, an operator of Penguin Logistics. Although you and we are colleagues, even though we are enemies, but since you saved our lives, then we are a family. A family does not say anything. Family talk, do you have money? Lend me some?" Roger : "?" Jessica: "?" What a super scary sociopath! This time not only Jessica was shocked, but Roger was also speechless. really..

He doesn't see that we're severely outnumbered. Slowly I move my hand over my pocket, where I can feel the handle of the dagger, I curve my fingers over it and ready myself. Nareena steps forwards, the males flank her sides. It's clear she's their newly appointed leader. That's the thing about rogues, they don't care if you're male or female, they just need someone as corrupt as them to lead them down the winding path of destruction. Out the corner of my eye, I see two wolves emerge from either side of me. They have me surrounded and I'm sorely outvoted. The wolves step closer, exposing their canines.

"Troy was our navigator, always. He was the reason why we kept the sails. Loves maps, that guy. He wanted nothing more than to stand at the helm with that damn compass in his hands. Robbie is our strongman, although he wouldn't hurt a fly. He just looks scary." "What are you then?" I asked, trying not to laugh as he gazed at me, surprised. "The pretty face, obviously." "Ah, I see." He smiled. "In reality, Troy and Robbie are too good. Every band of pirates needs a bad guy."

I had to forcefully tear my gaze away from Connor to face the redheaded man. “Nice to meet you,” he said, about to raise his hand,“Im-” He suddenly broke off and I noticed his nose twitching. He had finally caught my scent. “You're a-” “Rogue. Yes.” I clenched my jaw as I forced a small smile. The man looked lost for words. I couldn't see anything on his features apart from utter shock, proving that He seemed stunned at the sight of me. It wasn't a good thing or a bad thing, depending on what happened after.

"Bingo. Despite being a really good warlord, he's a pirate and handles transportation of both humans and wolves alike. If you're in battle and in need of some external support, he's your plug but here's the catch. He helps rogues get on board too." "Rogues." I felt my skin crawl at just the mention of their name. The worst punishment a human or wolf could be subjected to was being banished to become a rogue or even belonging to one. " Did rogues get into Montessouri?" "Almost. A trusted Intel ratted them out, but it was at a cost. He died, a really horrible death." Seemed like deaths and killings were comon in the Royal world. "Last but not least was that douchebag called Emirates." You coul

"If you did, you would not be so confident right now. You'd be looking out that window, worrying." That caught Samir's attention, but he said nothing. "My husband is a member of the League of Rogues." Samir seemed a little confused. "Rogues? Does that not mean criminal?" "It means they do not play by the rules. I doubt you've ever heard of them. If you had, you would know what sort of man you are dealing with." Her captor's lips twitched, amused. "And what sort is that?" "A man who no doubt has already freed himself from your prison and is taking out the ship's crew one by one." She struggled to stand, still holding her dress together as she faced him boldly.

CHAPTER 1 In16 AD, after the death of our Lord Jesus Christ, a fog covered the whole sea; at a distance, a sound could be heard faintly, from afar, on the seashore. Moment after moment, the faint voice began to get clearer more and more, and thereafter, the sound became clearly heard. “Hum- ah, aa- ah, the king of the sea comes around. Hum-ah! All you men, run-run, run away, hum-ah!” Moment later, a very rugged and scary ship emerged out of the sea, lumbering left and right like a drunken man, as it reveal itself and the crew onboard. They are sea pirates. The pirates stood onboard of the ship singing on top of their voices. Their faces were gruesome and fearlessly looking, shaking their swo

When he saw Martin, Roger's entire demeanor changed. "Martin!" Martin sneered, "It seems you know me?" "......??" Martin was like a deity in Ivara, known by everyone. Martin didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, "Where are they?" Knowing Martin's methods, if he confessed, it would be a dead end. Roger could only continue pretending to be clueless, with a brave face, "What people? There's really only me!" Martin said, "Sean is already dead, I chopped off Grant's hands and feet, and threw him into the sea to be eaten by sharks. Do you also want to taste this?"

The Roger guy was just as Ryder remembered him to be from the will reading. A small town shark, dedicated to the rich men of the town calling the shots. Receding hairline, beady eyes framed by rim wire glasses and a gut big enough to hold swallowed preys, all decked in a thousand dollar suit, he knew the type. Just wasn't sure he was ready to deal just yet. "Daniel Rogers." "You're late." He said coldly, suddenly thinking of Paul and this weasel and getting angry. The only reason he still stood here, breathing the same air as him was because he didn't remember his face from all those cold, torturous nights he hated most.

His brother nods and takes down the illusion from the minds of the men and pulls back the hood of his cloak to reveal his face and hair. The pirates look around in horror as they realise that they were tricked, that they are on their knees in front of the enemy they just swore to destroy. Terrified, they try to run off despite there not being space to do so. Three jumb into the shark infested waters while the others halt on the edge of their boat. They turn and starts to beg. "Please don't kill us! Your majesties . . . you can have all our stolen fortune. Just have mercy on our reckless acti-" King Ronen cuts the pirate short by hitting him with a lightning bolt that leaves a massive hole wh