Rock Pirates Novels & Stories

Just Alpha, Beta, and trusted wolves. Roric looked at me first. “I’m sorry about your mother,” he said. I nodded once. “Don’t be. Be useful.” He smiled, grim. “Fair.” He laid out what he knew. Vex had contacts in Blackridge. Rogues funded by old Redwood money. A plan to destabilize the north. Kade listened, face hard. “When do we hit them?” he asked. “Now,” Roric said. “Before they hit us.” I looked at the map.

“Alright. Lance you and Dylan take the two alive rogues to the barn. Randy take the rest, patrol the area, make sure there are no more.” “Yes Alpha.” they all ring out in unison and disperse. Armi and I are left there with the dead rogues. We wait and watch as they shift back, then search the dead bodies. We flip over a couple and check them thoroughly. Sure enough, Lance was right. “There are Silver Rock warrior tattoos on each one of them.” Armi says through gritted teeth. “Not a bad play, they even smelled like rogues. They all have.” I voice. “Can’t argue with that,, unfortunately.”

There were bad people there privateers who worked for the Royal Pack. Then we need a boat Malachi said. He was standing next to me. He looked really tired. His eyes were sharp. We need a boat that can survive the Abyssal Current. I know a captain Ryker said. He was cleaning his knives. He is a rogue Alpha who was kicked out of the South. He has a boat in a port called The Shiver. Kaelen did not like this idea. He had his arms crossed. The Shiver is a place Ryker he said. They will sell us out for money.

“I went down the rabbit hole hours ago. Everything sounds crazy and yet so logical. I can’t tell what’s sane and what’s not anymore. I just don’t want anyone screaming at me or getting violent.” Robert gave a frustrated and exasperated sigh. “I assure you both. Whatever is happening here it’s escalating, and we can’t allow it to harm either of you. This is a situation I never planned to be in. But basically this is the calm before a war breaks out. I’m stuck trying to figure out who our enemy is still.” “Question. What are rogues?” “Rogue or rogue pack. Wolf shifters who don’t have a pack or are in a territory they have no right to be in. A rogue pack is a pack who steps into the territory o

"If you did, you would not be so confident right now. You'd be looking out that window, worrying." That caught Samir's attention, but he said nothing. "My husband is a member of the League of Rogues." Samir seemed a little confused. "Rogues? Does that not mean criminal?" "It means they do not play by the rules. I doubt you've ever heard of them. If you had, you would know what sort of man you are dealing with." Her captor's lips twitched, amused. "And what sort is that?" "A man who no doubt has already freed himself from your prison and is taking out the ship's crew one by one." She struggled to stand, still holding her dress together as she faced him boldly.

I Arrived at the shadow-core pack’s main driveway, I got a call from Gary Saithe telling me to get my ass over here, Gary is A Vampire -werewolf hybrid known as Alpha to his band of misfit rogues that he likes to keep as pets, his pack was no laughing stock nor to be taken lightly as all pack leaders feared him but Mostly Feared the rogues that he took in as his own members - they were a different sort of breed, not just one race. But a mixture of good and bad. - I killed the Roaring engine to my black sports car and stepped out of the driver’s side straightening out my matching black suit that fitted around me so well. A lingering scent hung in the passing breeze, I took a deep breath inhal

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

I put what I am doing to the side and gestured for him to take a seat. "Owen, I need to talk to you about something. I do not want you to take offense, but it's about rogues." I nod. Rogues often give packs trouble; somehow, I am an exception. Probably because I attempt to communicate with the wolf packs and live on neutral territory, it probably also helps that they come to my club. "I am not sure what help I can be," I don't associate with many wolves, other than those who work or are members of the club.

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

We are heading toward the Hellbender crew's home, the place where their families are waiting for their arrival. Even the pirates had someone waiting for them, will embrace them, will be happy that they arrive home safely. Pirates are still a person, it's just that they choose to do inhuman jobs. Stealing and kidnapping nobles in exchange for gold coins. I know, it's inequity to someone's side but for them, it's their only way of saving their own family.