Rodrick Rules Novels & Stories

Sandro explained, he expressed his opinion on how to make Ruby better. “I will try. I'll try ... as long as she wants to be with me. " Said Rodrigo looking at the black of the night, he felt that his life had too many twists ... first he lost his mate most tragically... and he now got a replacement mate who obsessed with his alpha. Does he not deserve a good woman and the one who loves him?

It was stupid but we’d been rolling the dies for hours and each of us had accrued some debt. Normally, it would make more sense if we had to pay the person who made the sixes but Thea had made up the rules and thought it’d be more fun. Charlie on the other hand had forgotten the rules of the game because she was so f*cking wasted. “Oh My God. My tummy hurts.” My temples were wet with tears. Everything felt right again. “Since I’m the only one who isn’t drunk right now, I’ll calculate our debts.” I picked up the board where I’d recorded everything.

Thorne assured him. Rodrigo gave a satisfied nod before dismissing his Beta. As Thorne walked away, Rodrigo remained in the corridor for a moment, tilting his head slightly. Ryland had no idea what was coming. Rodrigo was coming for him. And he was going to take everything. Somehow, he was more than ready to get in his life that he would not end his silent war against Ryland until the latter fell to his knees and admitted that he, Rodrigo, was the most superior Alpha in the entire territory.

“Sure they were…for you, asshole.” Rodrigo chuckled. A few years ago, he’d convinced their parents to give Roy a marriage ultimatum to curb his wild, daredevil ways, and the fool that his brother was, he’d gone and asked Wynter, his closest friend, to marry him in order to thwart it. Thankfully, neither of them had been even remotely interested in the other and had found their own partners. “Rodrigo,” Roy began, his tone serious. “I’m aware Jade has already joined FF, but I want you to stay away from her. You are not to even breathe in her direction. You get me?”

“He’s got the strength, but he’s slow as hell. Rodrick is smaller, but he’s quick—look at him and dodge.” I grunted, eyeing Rodrick as he ducked a wild punch and landed a sharp jab to Terrace’s ribs. “Strength’s no good if you can’t hit anything,” I said, sipping again. The amber liquid glowed in the fading sunlight, warming my gut. Terrace lunged, catching Rodrick with a glancing blow, and the crowd hooted. “Still, Rodrick’s got no weight behind him. One solid hit and he’s done.” Tristan laughed, a short, dry sound. “Fair point. Who’s your pick, then?”

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.

Whatever was going through her mind was cold and cruel. "Real soon," Connor added as he walked out of the house and joined his sister. I gave them one last wave and they walked away from our house to do what needed to be done while I turned my attention back to Luca and the new guy who was in our living room now. "Who were they?" Luca asked monotonously. "Just friends," I shrugged. "They were rogues. They shouldn't have been in the territory," Luca growled. He may have been my sister's Third in Command but that didn't give him the right to go all wolf on my ass. Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself.

He doesn't see that we're severely outnumbered. Slowly I move my hand over my pocket, where I can feel the handle of the dagger, I curve my fingers over it and ready myself. Nareena steps forwards, the males flank her sides. It's clear she's their newly appointed leader. That's the thing about rogues, they don't care if you're male or female, they just need someone as corrupt as them to lead them down the winding path of destruction. Out the corner of my eye, I see two wolves emerge from either side of me. They have me surrounded and I'm sorely outvoted. The wolves step closer, exposing their canines.

Drinking whiskey like it was water. "Carter’s boy," he greeted with a smirk. "Didn’t think you had the balls to come." "I’m not my father," I said. "But I will burn him to the fucking ground. You in or not?" He laughed. "Hell yeah." I didn’t trust Rafa, but I didn’t need to. I just needed him to help me break the Carter empire. And I'll fucking win!.

"Is the motorcycle ready?" "Ready, Boss." Valdo didn't argue much. He understood that Jack had his reasons for deciding to return to Flown. He quickly contacted Sam, although it was somewhat difficult to get through. He let the giant-like man leave him. Earlier, he had seen Jack in pain, but now? His stride was firm and unaffected by the surrounding chaos. Valdo was certain that Jack's emotions had been triggered. Throughout Valdo's time under the Twin Dragon's command, the ruler had never desired bloodshed. Despite their dark world, frequent clashes, and territorial disputes where pride was at stake, there was one thing they never violated—the general public.