Rodrick X Greg Novels & Stories

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.

In the middle of a second, as Gerard approaches Rodrick, the alpha gets up from the bed and instead of lunging to punch Gerard like an animal, he ducks to the floor and delivers a low kick, knocking Gerard to the floor. "Louis!" Gerard shouts, as Rodrick pushes his hand holding the injection to the side and moves to pull Gerard’s gun out of its holster in one, incredibly precise, single motion, "Louis, fück!" Gerard tries to get up until he sees that Rodrick has possession of his weapon. He stops moving then and raises his hands in the air in surrender. So fücking pathetic. Rodrick looks up at the door expecting Louis to arrive, but the ässhole is out of the basement at this point.

he mutters with annoyance, "But I guess we can start getting to know each other?” I like that answer, so that's what we do for the rest of the day. An alpha arrives to bring us food and we have a mini date where Rodrick tells me about his job as an assistant chef back in the day and I tell him a little about what I do at my job. It's the most normal conversation we've ever had, especially when we start talking about movies and tv shows we like. Rodrick tells me how he caught up on his favorite movies while living at Hellen's house. He’s cute when he’s talking about superheroes like a little boy, but I don’t mention that.

My heart is pounding in my ears and I can't even hear my own thoughts clearly. This was a bad idea. A bad idea. "Hunt," I said softly, rubbing my thumb against his hand. "I don't know what to say," he said. "So now you're with the rogues and you believe everything they say." "Hunt, I think they can help me. I'm not saying I believe them. They said they aren't the only rogues in the area. They just stuck together because they are hybrid and they've been kicked out from their old packs."

Jaden nods while Greg stares. “Since everyone’s here, let’s head inside.” We walk into Rick’s, and the hostess seats us. As we settle in, Greg leans forward. “So, how long have you two known each other? Are you staying with him? Is that why you wouldn’t stay with me—too busy living it up in a mansion?” “I’m not staying with him. Chill. He’s just like us.” “He’s driving a Ferrari. He’s not like us,” Greg retorts. I nudge him as Jaden turns to us.

The scars weren't ugly but looked like dark, jagged lightning strikes carved right into his skin, fading into the broad line of his collarbone. "Must be exhausting," I muttered before I could stop myself. "Playing two different guys all day." Roderic turned his head, his dark eyes locking dead onto mine with an intensity that made my chest tighten up all over again. "You tell me," he whispered softly. "Is it?" My heart did a nasty, hard thud in my chest. I clamped my jaw shut, pulling my knees in tighter, refusing to answer that. "I've been tracking them, you know," Roderic added quietly, his tone shifting into something cold, heavy, and dangerous.

, he said. She pushed his hand off. “Just like you”, she said. A second passed and he crashed his lips down to hers. ************************* “Where is Rob?”, Leonardo asked. “He is keeping an eye on Ms. Bianca.” Leonardo had had just about enough. He did not mind killing Carls in that moment with or without his wife’s permission. Almost. “What is your name and what did you tell Carls already?”, he asked the guy kneeling on the ground. “I’m Greg. I only told my boss about the doctor here”, Greg said looking scared for his life. This was not how he predicted the day.

"Oh, you don't mind, Quinn?" With eyes closed, Quinn shook his head slowly. Rodrig pulled a black hanky from his pocket and wiped the blade sparkle clean before the blade retreated in speed, disappearing back into the cane like it was never there. "I don't play with people messing my market up." He blew at the tip of his stick and I could see the carved designs on it now. My eyes couldn't help dropping upon the body soaked in blood. "He forgot! He forgot! I mean can you believe that?" He asked with a loud cackle that no one else joined him in.

I'm not ready to have sex, please don't ask for that. "You know back before when you weren't you? When you were angry wolf Melody?" he asks me, I remember when the darkness had me, is that what he means, back when the darkness has taken control of me? "Back when I was living in darkness?" I ask him. "Yes, exactly, the darkness is called being rogue, it's a disease that took over you, do you remember much of what happened back then?" he asks me, I closed my eyes, remembering a lot of things, remembering the cold and darkness, and that I hate them, I never want to go back there.

“Oh, he pushed it. He just did it in my office.” “Is he that much of a dick?” Seith blurted. “And then some,” Victor murmured, but didn’t make eye contact with any of us. He paused to dab his napkin on his lips, before looking up at us. All eyes at the table, except for Ophelia’s, were on him. “I’ll not pretend to play nice. Rodgrick hasn’t changed. He’s been a thorn for over a century and he’s not planning on stopping. He found a way in, and he’s not going to let it go now.”