Rodrick Heffley 2024 Novels & Stories

he shouted, I can hear music cranking the whole place that he’s in. “Driving. Why? Are you at a party? Don’t tell me you are having a party right now despite the fact that you’re grounded?” “Hell, yes dude. I’m at a party!” I can tell that he is half-drunk with the way his voice sounded. Rodrick has been with me since childhood, he knows every little shit about me and it may not be obvious but that punk cares about me a lot. I do not want to admit this, but he is a pretty boy, his lively eyes attract women like a magnet and he goes to the clubs and parties every time he gets a chance.

she adds, making Dad and I chuckle. Alpha Alarick, or Ricky, as we all call him, has a big sweet tooth. He looks like he's always angry as fuck, and he's very serious all the time, but he's a nice guy. He takes his job very seriously and doesn't take a bull from anyone, but he's a sucker for sweet stuff. Don't be fooled by the appearance, everyone thinks he's a menace, and to most who dare to cross the line- he is. But not to us. To us, he's just Ricky. But...If you want to be on his good side, get him a sweet pastry and a good cup of freshly brewed coffee.

he chuckles, "I'll have the chicken feta sandwich and a side of macaroni salad." I nod at him, "good choice Alpha, I'll get that out to you as quickly as I can." I walk into the back and all eyes are on me, Mr. Costa glares at me, "What happened out there? Why did Alpha Braddock growl like that? and you need to say Alpha Braddock, not just Alpha and walk away?" I shrug, "don't know would you like me to ask him why he growled? and I don't see the big deal, that's his title isn't it."

I dial the number and wait for someone to pick it up. “This is King Odis speaking, Who is on the other end?” “Hellp King Odis. It’s been a long time. This is Lord Rodrick from America. I am in the area and would like to speak with you on some important matters.” “Oh yes, Lord Rodrick, it has been a long time. What is this all about if I may ask?”

She spent a large portion of her life in Venom Fang and knows how a pack should be run. This is not a pack, this is a slow death. Rodrick is a dictator. Dick being the real word to describe him. “Venom Fang is nothing compared to the Solar Eclipse pack. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’m sure Alpha Rodrick knows what he is doing in this situation. Why don’t you not stress yourself about it and go and relax.” I say to her, knowing what her idea of relaxation is. Bouncing on Rodrick and whoever else will have her.

"If he doesn't help us . . . Then it really will be over." Rodrick and the young man carried on for about fifteen minutes and when they were done they made their way out of the MMA ring; with the young man heading to the locker room to wash up and Rodrick walking up to the dispenser to pour himself a cup. "Rodrick?" Molly called out to him as she and Det. Brighton walked up to him. "Who's asking?" Rodrick asked; taking a break from chugging his water and chugging on. "We are." "And who are you?"

He was a man who, to them, resembled god. “Franc?” Annabelle asked, pulling further and further away from Rodrick. How can he say it was not serious when Leo had gone to see Franc..?- Unless…he was lying..- “What the hell is this?” Rocco asked as he buried his hands in his pocket then kicked the slumped over boy. “oh, no idea; I just picked him up at the station. I think his name was Maloney.” “Oh yeah, Clint has the cops in his pocket; that’s why we didn’t call you.”

I couldn't stop thinking about my family. No matter how my life got away from me, I had to remain alive because of one thing: Roderic D'Arden. The guy was a legend of the Northern Dominion, and a bad one at that. The Grand Alpha of the Frostcrown Shadows Pack, or the highest-ranking hitman the other Alphas would resort to when they needed somebody erased. Just the name made people draw their children to the hearth.

Jade commented. “Exactly, and Roy has seen me grow up. He’d never take me seriously. But Rodrigo, fuck, he’s tough. He’s a genius in business. See how he’s grown FF in the last few years from zero to this million-dollar empire. He’s not afraid to call me out and kicks my ass each time I do something wrong. That’s the kind of person I want to mentor me. He’s a good guy, and I think we’ve become sort of friends, but considering how closed off he is, I doubt he’d ever accept it, much less acknowledge it.”

he said again. “Roderick” I whispered, my voice squeaky and barely audible. Roderick stared at me for a few more seconds, both our eyes connecting as we gawked at each other. The only thoughts I could process was how ill and old he looked. He didn’t look like a seventeen year old boy, he looked like an extremely stressed man. Roderick broke the gaze first before he turned to eye up Brody. “You’re Alli’s mate?” he asked, a tone of disgust in his voice. Brody noticed that too and growled at him.