Rodrick Novels & Stories

“He's good, isn't he?” “It seems so. What's your name? I always talk to you and I don't know you.” He smiled. “Truth. My name is Rodrigo. I'm Lorenzo's business partner.” “Hmm...” “Do you know what I think?” “No.” “You'll be as good as he is, or even better.” “Why do you think that?” “People who have connections with their horses like you two, gets it very easy. That's why you jumped that day so easily.”

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.

Vladimir's POV Three hours. It took three hours for Josie to run out of steam and stop tearing shit up. ‘My King.’ The call was quiet, but urgent. ‘Yes Roderick?’ I asked of the vamp warrior I had tasked to trail the trio. Roderick was a rogue vamp based in California, preferring to live his days without being affiliated to any coven, earning a livelihood by way of being a mercenary or running covert operations. One such as keeping tabs on my willful childe.

The waves crashed mercilessly against the side of the vessel, and Alexandro stood at the helm, soaked to the bone, his cloak heavy with rain. His eyes scanned the endless stretch of sea ahead, as if by some miracle, Serena would appear from the mist. His wolf, Ravik, was restless inside him, growling with frustration and fear. Every second that passed without a trace of her was unbearable.

the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face. Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch." "Why am I here against my will?" I snapped. "You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said. "I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?" She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"

He was an egoistic son of a bitch, and it made my mouth water in desperation to suck his dick. “I have an asset that nobody else has. Vincenzo banished himself from the colony. I have everything ready to storm that territory. Why would I need you?”, he said, looking at me. I swallowed a mouthful of nothing and mentally prepared myself for whatever would happen after I said the next words. “You need me because you are underestimating Manuel, and that is a big mistake”, I blurted out. He blinked and moved back a little. “Manuel is just a beta”, he scoffed at me.

He bared his sharp teeth, his gravelly voice cutting through the silence. Rohan, a lone and ruthless rogue wolf, stood at the edge of a cliff, his eyes fixed on the night sky. The full moon illuminated his rugged features, revealing the weight of memories etched on his soul. He was lost in the past, reliving the fateful day when his family was banished from the Moonstone Pack by Ryder's father, Alpha Damien.

He stopped in front of the royal family members, and a somewhat familiar low voice echoed throughout the hall. “May the light bless Southern Olf, and may your day always be full of glory,” The silver-haired man said with a meaningful smile to Jermaine, imitating Southern Olf's greeting smoothly. Then he added in a calm yet intimidating voice, “I am one of the five honorary Alphas of the Northern Kingdom, Alpha Rohan Bin Roshad of the Moon Shone Pack.”

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

Alpha Marco grunted, before turning his back to the rogue and returning the way we came. Alpha Marco and I spent a couple of hours in his office, pouring over footage that captured the attack on his pack in the hopes we would identify anyone familiar. I kept my eyes peeled for any sign of Adrian. Maia’s description of him was good enough that I would have been able to pick him out amongst a pack of rogues, but he never showed. I realised that, considering his obsession with Maia, it was much more plausible that he was at the attack on my own pack, watching from the safety of the woods as we slaughtered the rogues he’d recruited to execute the plan he had orchestrated.