Rock Pirates Novels & Stories

I frowned and watched the same spot, there was a red dot that was blinking. They were watching us, shit. She grabbed my hand and wrote on my hand with lipstick. THIS IS HUMAN TRAFFICKING PRINCE OF GAIELIA IS HOLDING THIS. What the fuck? The kingdom of Gaielia, and Prince Felix Gaielia is the same age as Rhyker. I have no words honestly. She took a makeup remover wipe and wrote again on my hand, I wished she didn't use red lipstick though. PRINCESS GAIELIA IS INTO THIS.

I turned my head to find the rogue from last night that had called me cool. "Pardon her, Lady. She always does. She insists on telling and coopting others into telling horror stories that no one could care less about." Beatrice huffed. "They're really interesting prospects in my opinion. It's far better than hearing about boring things like a mate bond and romance." Facing the other ladies, she complained, "'cause that's all you girls talk about!" "And this is why females shouldn't read books," the rogue moved closer to Beatrice. I stepped in between them, giving the rogue a hard stare. Despite the fact that I didn't know Beatrice, I felt offended by what he had just said. "What's your name?

Ryan and Derek both yelled at the same time. “Pearl Jam is great,” Derek snapped. “So’s Outkast and Beck.” “Show some respect,” Ryan admonished her. “Fuckin’ has-beens,” Riley yelled back at them. “There’s over fifty indie acts, too,” Miles said. “Why can’t you get us in Riot Fest?” Riley complained. “Because Riot Fest is punk bands.” “We’re punk!” “No we’re not,” Ryan said. “We’re rock, not punk.” “I’M punk!”

This time, it was he who would have to survive me. We lulled into a soft silence, warm and companionable. But I had too many questions to remain that way for long. “Who are they?” I whispered. “The Midnight Rogues?” A growl built in his chest. “Rogue idiots. They’re a band of miscreants, all wolves who’ve been kicked out of their packs for one reason or another. I thought I’d done enough last time I crossed paths with them, but clearly not.” He sighed and tucked me even tighter against him.

"Okay... uhm, nice to meet you all." Trace stepped up to me and smiled. "Savannah, meet my bandmates. This," He spread his arms wide being as dramatic as he possibly could "is the Riot Club."

he sighed, “Well, they were criminals…” I mumbled, “Rogues, darlings are not always criminals. My parents were rogue vampires for a while. A rogue is a person who is not in a pack or into society; it does not mean they committed a crime,” he sighed, and I squinted my eyebrows. “Are any of those guys the case?” I asked, and he took a deep breath. “No, two of them attacked a pack and killed several warriors, and the other one robbed a shop and killed the owner,” he said, and I took a deep breath.

Liam said, leaning forward. Kendrick exhaled sharply. “A group of rogues, they call themselves the Pirates, attacked our pack. They killed her parents. I threw her in the river to save her. The fights were brutal, but we won in the end. They left, but it wasn’t random. They were there for her. Her parents just got in the way.” “The Pirates?” Liam frowned. “Never heard of ‘em. Maybe they don’t mess around this area. Too many factions. Or maybe they’re scared.”

I closed the door going around the car sitting on the hood as he moved over to me, we actually started everything together and the moment I left he did too. "What's up Ice?" he greeted and I smile hating and loving that his dumbass nickname stuck. "Anything on the streets?" I asked and he looked around for a second before leaving his gaze on me. "They're saying that Vipers were the ones responsible for the killing that went down the other night," "Those messy motherfuckers" I mumbled shaking my head since they already had the heat on them from the thing that went down last month. "Did you check out the price of that property you were telling me about?"I asked and he nodded.

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve

I tell you man, they are becoming more organized now, something has them bothered. ‘Fucking great! Where are you?!’ ‘The north near the Canadian side. They took up a page from Black Haven to try and used boats to sneak in!’ Rogues had been a major problem since the battle of Black Haven over a year ago, making my life and Melody’s Hell from time to time. It was as if as soon as we were claimed King and Queen, something had gotten to the normally calm rogue population and had turned them into a fighting force to be reconned with; marking any success we had with shutting down the old order getting marked with a battle of rogues as well. We were tired of it up the this point, the rogues not rea