Remy Rogue Novels & Stories

He steps past Merton and Marius and goes through the door. He walks with Romain towards the garden in silence. "Thank you." Romain broke the silence. "It wasn't for you." "I know, I just… you didn't take revenge or anything and still saved her." "I'm not that bad, Romain," Rogue said. "I know." "Good." Another silence surfaced between them. "So, how was… the country?" Romain asked. He was identical to Rogue, in body and appearance-wise. But the little difference was their eyes. He had pale blue eyes, while Rogue had a form of piercing blue, the type that screams danger.

"Make them pay." With a shake of my head, I murmured, “No need. I have a feeling this is well under control.” The days that followed were a blur of pain and anger. We buried our dead, tended to our injured, and began the long process of rebuilding. The pack was on edge, every shadow holding the potential of another attack. One night, as we sat on the mansion's steps, watching the moon rise over the charred remains of the village, Remy appeared. "I’m going to help you rebuild. And we're going to make sure the Rogues never do this to anyone again," he promised.

Rich black dudes are usually badass I chuckled Me: not all Rogue: so why were they at your tail? Me: I really don't know I shoved my hands into my pockets and looked down Rogue : in the next ten minutes, I think they'd be ketchup and tomatoes, so we'll go ask them some questions Me: what's ketchup and tomatoes got to do with 'em? He smiled Rogue : have I ever told you I really like your accent? Me: you haven't. But you just let me in on it

"We're surrendering to you, Ivy Doreen," the biggest rogue says, bowing his head to me respectfully. The other rogues follow after him, even the wolves. I gulp, feeling something stir low in my belly, "We mean no harm to you or anyone else in this pack. The only reason we approached you this way is because you're hard to track down. All we want is a conversation." "No," Remington responds for me, ending the distance I created until he reaches me again and grabs me by the arm one more time, just to keep me in place, as if he’s scared I’ll run to the rogues again, "You have nothing to say t—"

Rogue ruffled his hair. The boy moved back and made faces, "Don't call me cute. Only my mom can call me cute." Craning his neck up, Rogue laughed in my direction and said, "Now I seriously want to become his father and make more such babies with his mom." I couldn't stop the smile coming to my face. Rogue is a complicated man with a mind that works weirdly. The boy ought to have something special in him if it's making him say that. Otherwise he never talks about having kids or a wife.

*HERON’S POV* "Rogue attack at the western border. I repeat, rogue attack at the western border." Warrior Elite Dennis urgently reported through the mind-link to all top leaders. "Thirty-three rogues are heading this way." "Exactly what we need," Tyr, my wolf was ravenous for blood since Mikayla was not back yet, and I don't know if she'll return and make this our permanent home. This was a perfect way to distract myself and shut down the plaguing thoughts.

He snapped that in half, too. “Alpha Leo!” a Rogue’s voice called out, the same one that had said ‘Rory’ wanted him alive. This must be the one in charge. Leo paused and turned towards the voice. “This is ridiculous,” the Rogue said, stepping into the clearing. “You can’t defeat us all like that.” Leo tilted his head and growled a challenge. He was doing pretty good so far! “Okay,” the Rogue corrected, “Maybe you can. But that won’t get your pup back, now will it? She’s not here.”

It is the strange man I first saw in Ramsey’s house, the leader of the rogues. “Luna.” He says with a mocking bow when he spots me. Against my better judgment, I decide to have a conversation with him. “I’ve seen you around so many times and I still don’t know your name.” The rogue takes out a lighter from his pocket and lights the cigarette in his mouth. “Ryder.” He says, blowing smoke in my direction. “You’re not supposed to smoke here.” I say, waving away the smoke he blew my way. “Sorry.” He says but doesn’t put out the cigarette.

"Your daughter is very pretty. My boss may pay me extra if I bring her to him." So there was only one rogue inside. I tried the door knob and to my astonishment, it was unlocked. I crouched down and opened it just enough for me to pass through. I slid in and situated myself beside the plant at my father's door, leaving the door open. "What the fuck?! Why are you fuckers opening the door?" This rogue, Rogue Three, was a big man with huge muscles. He was really ugly and scary looking. His dark hair was slicked back, his nose was big, his lips were stained black and he had small beady eyes. He had a huge mole near his right eye that had hairs coming out of it. He smelled way worse than the othe

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.