Renegades By Marissa Meyer Novels & Stories

To the bond, Draven, Lauren’s swollen belly, and the way she clung to him like she had won. My stomach twists again. The peace I am feeling disappears. I shouldn’t have come here. I regret saying yes to this deal. Now I have to pretend to be my ex-mate’s stepbrother’s girlfriend. The worst part is pretending that seeing Draven and Lauren together doesn’t stab me. But I can’t let them get to me. My arms wrap around myself like I can stop the cold from getting in. A blanket lands over my shoulders and I turn — Calix is there, all smirk and trouble.

“Oh… yeah. They’re definitely gettimg together.” “If not now, soon,” I say. “I’m staying out of it.” “Me too,” he says, kissing me again. The DJ suddenly says, “Looks like the lovely couple is already working on baby number three.” I shoot him a glare. “My bad!” he says quickly. I look up at Knox. “No regrets.” He smiles down at me. “Definitely no regrets.” THAT MY LOVELY READERS IS THE END. KNOX & SIENNA WILL POP UP IN BOOK 3 WHICH IS TITLED THE PRICE OF PEACE

"The air here is polluted. I get sick just smelling it." I looked at Claude one last time. He stood in the shadow of the reeds, like a Rogue abandoned by the entire world. I turned away without hesitation. "Okay, let's go home." … Three months later, the first snow blanketed the entire pack. Claude sat in the council hall, staring blankly at Heather's photo. Victoria's framing of Heather had unraveled a series of other incidents, including the revelation that it was her idea to sell Heather to Colbin.

“Maverick said I should go to Clinton. He’s part of our group. He’s good. Real good. He can file everything. But I’ve got to list our assets. The house is the biggest issue. I love that house. I want my kids there. But I can’t stay with Isla anymore. I’m done.” He tightens his arm around me. “I’m the one doing everything in my home. I make sure they’re fed. Do their homework with them. Bedtime routine is done by me. I go home every night, handle my responsibilities, and then I come see you. I’ve been doing this for a week, and she hasn’t changed at all. Still doing nothing. I’m sick of it.” I stare ahead at the wall. “Wow,” I say quietly. “You know… I would feel bad for you. But I kinda don’

I had gone out to the forest at the edge of our territory alone to pick fresh mushrooms for my picky eater. In the woods, a rogue wolf intercepted me. He was from a small neighboring pack, exiled and bitter. He hated every high-born werewolf with a territory, and I just happened to cross his path. To keep him calm, I told him my alpha was rich and could solve all his problems. The rogue hesitated and allowed me to use my link-stone to call for help. When the call connected, I whispered through my shaking breath, "Lucian, help me. I've been kidnapped..."

*Final Chapter: New Beginnings* Sunita stood tall, her eyes gleaming with determination. The divorce was finalized, and she was finally free from the toxic relationship. But the wounds ran deep. Her in-laws had refused to return her jewels and silver goods, and the life insurance money was rightfully hers, but they had withheld it. Despite their cruel actions, Sunita refused to let them define her. She focused on rebuilding her life, and her hard work paid off. Slokh, on the other hand, had graduated and landed a good job. His grandmother's family recognized his hard work and dedication.

Four years to see Sage’s perfect world crumble. “They thought they were casting out a weak little lamb,” I said, looking back at the cabin one last time. “They have no idea they’re about to face a storm.” I walked away from Silas’s cabin, from Clara Wren’s grave, from everything I’d been. Behind me lay weakness and pain and rejection. Ahead lay the Moonlight Pack, completely unprepared for the hurricane that was coming their way. Let the reckoning begin.

Five years ago, I disappeared without a trace, leaving my mate Alpha Rene Beck to believe I was dead. Now I've been found. And Rene isn't the young man I left behind anymore. He's stronger. Colder. Crueler. More dangerous. The kind of Alpha who can command a room with a single look, and make my body remember exactly what it felt like to belong to him. But for him now, I am just his runaway mate who shattered him and vanished without explanation. And he is just the Alpha who calls my 4 years old boy a bastard, who has no idea he's looking at his own flesh and blood. He drags us back to his pack and informs me that in four months he's marrying my half-sister, the woman who helped ruin my

Our combined presence made everyone stop their whispered conversations and pay attention in a way neither of us could manage alone. “We need to talk about what is really happening here,” I said. “The Rogue King has an army of dead warriors walking again. Nick proved that enemies got deep inside our homes without us noticing. Two packs have already been seized. And my daughter was kidnapped to show that none of us are safe anymore.” Alpha Mark started to interrupt but Elder Francis held up his hand. “Let her finish.”

I had almost forgotten that she was still in my bed. “Get dressed and go home,” I tell her without any emotion. “I’ll be gone for a few days.” “I heard the Renegades are going to war?” She questions timidly thinking it wasn’t any of her business. I nod, “We are. Maybe. It depends on the people we may fight against.” The truth was, getting involved in pack wars was every Renegade’s business, including the Goodtime Girls. I wouldn’t hide anything from our group of outcasts. I hoped they would all fight with us, and they would if they wanted a payday. Most of the Renegades had no problem following my leadership but that didn’t mean every male was a warrior either.