Robb Stark Novels & Stories

My eyes widen and I link my warriors, "hold up, keep your position, we found her, but I need to hear what is actually happening." Stacy's uses her haughty voice, "uhm, Braddock is extremely wealthy, he's an Alpha and he needs an heir," she takes a breath, "I need the money and power he will provide me. I don't mind sleeping with the old fuck at least once, so I can pop out a pup for him and then I lay back and enjoy my life, without a care in the world." I arch a brow to my 2 best friends, the looks on their faces is pure disgust, I open my pack mind link, "Stacy has been found and will not be coming to our pack, warriors stay in place all other pack members, thank you for helping and retur

“You need to eat.“ he says placing the tray on my lap. I smile shyly. “Thanks.“ My attempt at eating took time, not wanting to rush myself in fear of nausea and the neverending gaze of Stark's eyes was on me all the while. He had hardly moved as I ate, a sigh leaves his lips as he explained what a rogue was. “They are lone wolves.“ he began. “Rebels and without a pack, either kicked out or ran away from their pack to live on their own in the wild. They are usually dangerous and threats to packs.“ He exhaled loudly and pauses. “I know, I know I wasn't thinking right, I shouldn't have yelled at you. You are allowed to have fun. I need you to be extra careful, you can't just trust anyone.“ I've

Alston got to the pack back and dashed into his penthouse, peeling the clothes off his body and slumping to the bed. He was known to be very powerful, hot headed and very brutal, but he couldn’t even find it in himself to be all of that. His mind went back to the passionate kiss he and Arya shared, making his lips curl as he rolled to the other side of the bed. Her lips tasted like strawberries, and they were very soft.

she said, taping one of her finger on her lips. As she was still there talking to herself, Mrs Cognant walked towards her. Rosela didn't even noticed her coming. "Are you okay Rosela,?" Cognant asked. "Ah!, I am fine. Did you see the guy that just walked in here few seconds ago?," Rosela asked. "No I didn't, what happened,?" Cognant asked. "It was Jacob, the same guy that my step-farher pays to poison my late father," she said.

HUNT "If you want to be a leader, you can't make stupid decisions and mistakes. Love isn't what makes you a stronger Alpha for the pack, nor does mercy. Toughen up or get out of my pack," my father said, walking around my room. I remembered him killing one of the rogues earlier. The image haunted my mind as he drove his dagger into the rogue's neck and dark blood split from the open wound.

After a few seconds he slams it open again. "What the hell dude.." Reece exclaims. "Happy birthday Morgana.. and um welcome to the pack I guess..." Aaron says and escapes one more time through the door. I turn around and look at Reece who offers me a warm smile. "It's Charles.." I say to him and his facial expression goes from happy to sad in a matter of seconds. "Well, tell him to scram.." He says moving towards me. 'Who the hell is Charles and why is he interrupting us?' My wolf asks from inside me but I just ignore her.

Abbie I looked at Hunter with my eyes wide in shock. Did I hear him right? Bella's mate, Brandon, is THE Rogue King? I have been searching for him and asked far and wide if anyone knew him, and no one ever knew who he was! I mean, as far as I could go, of course. Sadly, I was around humans most of the time and rarely talked to other werewolves besides those in my pack, but STILL! Brandon Watson is The Rogue King! I think I'm going to cry. I am trying to hold back tears and not cry.

A knock came on his door and, already expecting Edward, his best man’s arrival, he beckoned to him. “Come in.” the door opened and someone stepped inside, but from the sound of their footsteps, Xavier knew it wasn’t Edward. He immediately turned around and saw Robb, looking ready in a three pieces robe made with royal blue velvet. His grey hair look shorter than the last time he saw him and his beard looked almost like that of Xavier’s. The alpha of alphas looked great, but Xavier wondered why he came.

"Thank you Mr Stark, we owe you a lot." Arthur didn't know how to reply, so he just smiled in return. Arthur was sure whoever was targeting the kroos was a powerful figure, even so he was sure, whoever that is, he or she will back away after knowing the Stark's got involved. The influence the Stark's wielded was terrifying, so whoever it was that was targeting the kroos, would surely back away because he wouldn't dare challenge the Stark's. Arthur chatted a little with Edwards' father, before he decided to leave.

I was sitting in the dark, eating chocolate, and waiting for the monster to come home from his war. The blue light of the massive screen flickered against the red LED strips of the room, creating a violet haze that matched the bruising in my soul. It was mid-afternoon, and I was spiraling. Jamie Lannister was a monster for what he did to Bran, and Ned Stark—god, Ned was a fool. Why didn't he stay in the cold safety of Winterfell? Why did everyone good have to die while the vultures like Joffrey and Sansa’s delusions thrived?