Rodrick Novels & Stories

Mike shot back, refusing to break eye contact. ​The air between us suddenly vibrated, not just with tension, but with latent, unleashed power. Rodrick's eyes, fierce and cold, swept over the three of us, assessing the unexpected rebellion. For the briefest, electric second, something sharp and almost like pride flickered in their amber depths. Then he straightened, the momentary warmth extinguished, his voice cutting like a whip: ​"Very well. Then let your loyalty be your consequence. But understand this: when this begins, there will be no holding back."

I woke to the scent of old blood and iron, noise filled the air, warriors fighting, Kai had left, he was not close to me, I panicked, looked through the window, and saw a familiar figure standing so close to the door. Rodrick. My hand flung to my mouth, and I rushed close to the door to lock it but it flung open before I got the chance. He came at midnight—silent. “Hmm… It’s been ages virelle, don’t you miss your master?” he asked, lunging toward me. His middle finger lifted my chin to meet his gaze. I turned my face away but he landed a slap on my face. “You forgot how obedient your master wants you to be hun?” he muttered and clicked his fingers.

“Then let’s get you out of these woods. My boat’s about three hours from here, in Human Town. No packs, no elders, no destiny. Just the ocean.” “Just like that?” I asked, glancing back at the mountains where the pub sat. “They’re going to be furious. This is basically a declaration of war, isn’t it? You’re taking their Luna. You're starting a fire you might not be able to put out.”” Roderick climbed in and started the engine. It purred, smooth and quiet. “Let them be furious. Anger’s a wolf’s problem. They’ve been angry long enough. Right now, you need to remember who Rahab really is, not just a Luna-in-waiting.”

I question, my voice a breathless murmur. He finally lets me go, and I couldn't be more grateful. He steps backward, the sound of his shoes hitting the concrete floor echoing across the walls. This stranger is tall, and threatening, but I try my best to keep composed. "Malik has something I need. His family stole it from mine many years ago, and I want it back," he informs me. Is it money? How in the world am I supposed to steal money from the Alpha of Love? He may be an extremely wealthy man, but even getting to it would be a mission in itself. Sneaking it out, a different story...

I did as I was told, and I think in their gentleman’s they brought something to cover me. “Once again we ask, who you are?” they questioned, their voices holding power. “Noella Cindy James, banned from the shadow pack, forced to run rogue,” I said capturing their attention. “Okay then, welcome to the unwanted city.” They said welcoming me. “Unwanted?” I questioned. “Yes the unwanted city, under the rue of king of rogues Edmond, this is a city for rogues, hidden in the depths of the forest.” The one guard stated. “So what do I do here?” I asked. They chuckled at my statement.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

His expression was blank as his charcoal eyes assessed his surroundings. "Well, we tried to help at least before things went sideways. My name is Lir, and I am the Commander and leader of this rebellion. We have come to assist you with the fight against the Dark Queen. And by the looks of it, we have made it in time. If you don't trust my word or Apollo's, you need only ask Nesrin," "Unfortunately, that won't be possible. She had many secrets she could not share with us when she returned," Erik cut in; I could feel his eyes press into me as he paused.

"That's funny. As for shooting on sight, the pack is gone from this area. And what remains are rogues, pure and simple. I've made it my mission to kill those serving Roderick. The less minions he has, the better. I only live to see him dead." Moving meant he stood closer to their captive. Trent's lip curled before he knelt. "I don't give a fuck who this Roderick is or what your beef with him is. I'm no one's minion. I went rogue to search for my brother, David. Looks like me but smaller and younger. Have you seen him around?"

) he asked with a thick Italian accent. The men glanced at Isabella. "dove scusa capo ma questa cagna ci stava dando filo da torcere" (where sorry Capo but this bitch was giving us trouble) one of them said as the man shakes his head. "Sono circondato da idioti, mettila in macchina, i jet aspettano e dobbiamo riportarla in Sicilia in tempo per il compleanno del Don, altrimenti Giovanni ci ucciderà, ma prima che lo faccia ti ammazzo fino all'ultimo imbecilli"(Im sorrounded by idiots, get her in the car, vthe jets waiting and we need to get her back in sicily in time for the Don's birthday if not then Giovanni will kill us, but before he does I'll kill every last one of you imbeciles) the man

“I told you—I want you. All three of you.” It’s like I’m under a spell. His touch leaves tingles across my skin. Not the same sparks as with JoJo or Alex, but something is definitely there. Fuck. I hate this. I just got JoJo on board with the matebond. We were about to complete it with Alexander. Everything was finally settling into place. And now there’s a god in the mix. How the hell am I supposed to compete with that? JoJo’s a beta, alpha-blooded, and the Oracle of the Goddess.