Renegades Mc Novels & Stories

(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Let me just drop the description real quick୧(＾ 〰 ＾)୨ Celia Cobourne betrayed her pack in aid of being with him; her one true mate, and yet instead of accepting, he abandoned her. She deserved it though, didn't she? She was already branded, she was already used...and futhermore, what would an alpha king really do with a Rogue...? _ Xavier Macre or Rather Kaheel Macre as he came to know, ranked up from a rogue to an Alpha King after finding his real parents...he had stepped on many people for revenge and revenge got him on the throne he now sat on...

I smirked inwardly and smiled. I force my head to look at the ground and dug my claws into the soil, preparing myself for the pain that is sure to come. ‘If that’s how you want to play, so be it.’ ‘What, Theo? Get back there I say, I don’t have much time!’ he yells, sounding desperate through the mindlink but I don’t give a fuck about what he says right now. ‘I, Theodore Salva Williams, hereby renounce you Cole Denver Westman as my alpha. From this moment on, I am no longer part of your pack and shall live as a rogue until I am accepted into another,’

She turned to them and saw sheer terror on their faces. From their headsets came a cold, robotic voice repeating the same message. “Mission updated. Moon Sterling is the new target. Kill her, and the reward will increase tenfold.” “You…” Moon stumbled back in terror. “The men you hired belong to me now,” I said indifferently. “That’s the power of money. You should understand that better than anyone.” The mercenaries turned their guns on her, their former employer. “No! Please!” Moon completely broke down. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.

Instead, he pulled me further into the gathering. I could feel someone’s gaze burning into me, but I couldn’t tell where it was coming from. The weight of their stare was unsettling, but I kept my arm linked with Marcus’s, staying close to him as he continued to brief me. “That’s Alpha Reddington,” he said, nodding toward a stern-looking man in a navy blue suit. “You can talk to him, but keep it formal. Over there is Luna Greer. Avoid her at all costs she has a reputation for being nosy and causing trouble. and its the last thing we want at least not until when you strike”I haven't told Marcus my plan or what Xander is going to do but, he is tying his best to help.

That she walks away and I learn to live with it. I don’t think I can. The door slams open and I’m on my feet instantly. “Alpha!” Thane rushes in, breathing hard like he ran here. “What is it?” I ask, already bracing for something serious. He steps inside and shuts the door behind him. “I just heard something. From two men from Ironclaw MC.” My jaw tightens at the name. “What about them?” “They were outside the lodge. Talking.” He runs a hand through his hair. “I didn’t hear everything. But I heard enough.”

He sighed, "You lost your sanity, Nyra. You're a dead case. No one can save you. Not even yourself.” “Really? Let’s see about that then.” I replied. “Fine. Take your time talking, because after I get crowned, you’ll be disposed away like trash, and the first thing I’ll discard is your tongue-” Suddenly, I smelled my other brother, Brian, coming near. “Ceylan.” “Who dares to cut me off?” Ceylan yelled. Brian proceeded, not even quivering with fear, “The Ravager is nearing our territory.” Ravager? If I heard it right, that’s the growing rogues who have taken some territories in the north. Their target might be us…

The group waited at the edge of the clearing in the woodland. He recognized some of the faces—wolves he had bled for, trained with, and defended in the past. Others were younger, with inquisitive eyes full of myth-like tales and inquiries. The Alpha Rogue. The exiled one. The one who survives despite breaking the rules. But he wasn't a myth tonight. He wasn't a ghost. They had him. The crowd parted as Reven moved forward into the clearing. There was silence. With a strong and determined voice, he declared, "I am Reven." And I'm back. Not as an outlaw. Not as a remnant of your history. but as your Alpha.

I’m having breakfast with Nadia and her mom. Nadia is beaming, and I’m happy that she has found her mom. I hope to help them find her father, but if he had let anyone know about his lycan heritage, he would have been killed. The chances that he survived are slim. Male rogue slaves tend to be killed within the first few years of servitude for one reason or another. They are assigned hard and tedious work. They are often used as training dummies for the warriors of the pack and sustain severe injuries.

Nicholas rasped, his eyes tortured, searching mine. I gave him a smile I didn’t feel, a smile that said I’LL BE OKAY even though my insides were caving in. “Very well,” the Alpha King agreed, clearly satisfied. He surveyed the courtyard. The party was dead. The air was heavy. Broken. There was no salvaging it. “It’s safe to say our celebration ends here,” he announced. He met Nicholas’ eyes. “Perhaps next time, we’ll have a proper one.” From the intense heat still rolling off Nicholas, I knew for a certain that there would be no next time. Nicholas’ mercy was beyond renewal, it had been passed, pulverized, smashed to dust. The Bloodhound wolves had insulted Stormborn too many times.

I know the romance is less because thats what I told you it's a sad story of redemption and coming out of vengeance of revenge than romance. Sinfully Yours. The story is dark romance with erotic content. It's like a faithful relation with a sinful obsession. So don't forget to give a try to my new story. You wouldn't be disappointed. I hope you enjoyed the story. Till the next Story adios.