Rock Pirates Novels & Stories

I asked curiously. "He's Captain Barbossa, Jackson is Will Turner and Blake is Jack Sparrow. They had a marathon of all the Pirates of the Caribbean films a couple of nights ago and so they all dressed as their favourite character," Jamie said. Now I really did want to see the three of them because I would pay good money to see all three of them dressed as those for fun.

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.

“Who the fuck does he think he is?!” Their voices all come at once, too fast for my overloaded brain. I throw up my hands. “Guys! Guys! I’m good. Seriously. I know rejections suck for wolves, but I’m not a wolf. I’m fine.” And then I drop the bomb. “Anyway, I know where the remaining Riding Hoods are. They’re on the Greek island of Ios.” The room goes dead silent. Then, absolute chaos. Until Devin lets out a shrill whistle that cuts through the noise like a blade.

Rhys didn’t know if she was growling because of his ‘harsh’ thoughts about Amira or because he was right and the wolf felt defensive. The man chuckled and slumped down in the wooden chair beside Rhys as other men, men he didn’t recognise, started to gather around them. They sat on tables next to theirs but did not venture closer. Rhys watched them warily and subtly glanced at Zayyan and Oclan. The others in their party were returning, but they stopped in their tracks and moved to other tables. So, the other rogues knew who these men were and whatever relationship they had with Amira. “I didn’t expect you to be in port,” Rhys said after the man continued to watch him. He’d subtly glanced at h

Jack asked with an eyebrow raised, and I pointed my finger to the large yellow Stuart the Minion sitting on a bench. "Win it for me," I begged with the best puppy eyes I could muster. "Why don't I win it for you, Princess?" Liam said as he stood next to Jack. "Just like old times, eh, Jack? Where I always give your girls what they want and always win," he added with a slow smirk spreading on his lips. I was about to tell Jack not to bother, but he grabbed the water gun and handed the vendor a five-dollar bill while glaring at his brother. "Not this time, Liam."

My mother closes the mind link and stands next to my father, who checks our invites by the two Crescent Moon warriors. Rogues are wolves who have been banished or rejected from their packs. The majority of rogues are criminals; they have no rules or morals. They attack at the slightest sign of weakness, raping women and killing anyone in their path. In other words, they cause chaos and destruction.

But he grabbed my chin, holding me still, his thumb brushing over my lips. “Evelyn,” his voice was raspy. I said nothing. I was soaked between my legs. Just then, the screen lowered, and the driver called out to the back, “Alpha Asher, are you okay?” “What’s going on?” Asher asked, his eyes still locked on me. “A group of rogues blocked the road! Looks like they’re trying to rob us!” Rogues—those who had been exiled from their packs, drifting between territories, living on theft and ambush. They were a serious problem. Back in the Emerald Howl Pack, I often went with Eason to hunt them down.

I offered. “That’s the best case scenario but by the looks of it, these people have completely disappeared into thin air the night of the attack. It was as if they were abducted by the very perpetrators who have done this,” Quinn explained. “Rogues wouldn’t bother abducting their victims because they’re only after the resources. They’re basically land pirates. Whoever was behind this attack has a plan… and that is the scariest part because it only means that another horrible thing is bound to happen again.” “Goddess!” Emily exclaimed.

When the hunt was having a toast with a East Asian man. This man was over hundred 90 cm tall and wore a wolf's fangs as a pendant. He had tanned skin and tone muscles. At first glance, he look like a farmer who work on the fields by the countryside. But the man was, in fact, a powerful figure. He was a mercenary leader who carried out activities in several countries of Asia all year long, his group was known as Wolf Hunter, and his name was Rocky. Rocky led i'm your scenery force consisting of hundreds of men, which operated in Asia throughout the year. Their main duties were to act as hitman and protect drug dealers and smuggled arms and weapons who wanted to across checkpoints.

She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typical rogue then I could see how that would be. No wonder pack leaders usually hated them. So much so that if an alpha or luna crossed paths with one, their first instinct would be to kill. I thought about what this meant for my mate, and how my mother would take it. Would my mother try to kill my mate? Of course, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.