Roger Roger Star Wars Novels & Stories

he adds confidently. “You won’t be released. Now why did you attack Lily?” I demand. “It was nothing personal,” Roger starts to offer. “Consider that my Pack is comprised of mostly rogues. The odd female was mated to our rogues, sadly for them, so our Pack is known among the less savory characters as a Pack who can handle dirty business. The type nobody wants to get their own hands dirty with,” Roger says.

By this time, I had figured out what Lisa was going to do. As I was about to stop her, Lisa spoke first, "Mr. Roger, are you interested in me? Do you want me to be your girlfriend?" "That's right." Although Roger was stunned for a moment, he agreed quite quickly. "Lisa, I'll help you contact Patrick. You don't have to turn to Roger," I said, pulling Lisa's hand.

She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typical rogue then I could see how that would be. No wonder pack leaders usually hated them. So much so that if an alpha or luna crossed paths with one, their first instinct would be to kill. I thought about what this meant for my mate, and how my mother would take it. Would my mother try to kill my mate? Of course, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.

I'm not letting you people destroy my family as you had done in past. ********************** Oops, it's Roger. But why??? And Marina too? Any guesses? Btw... Thank you for reading... ❤

Claws extended, I swiped at Roger, but he sidestepped and landed a solid blow to my chest. The impact sent me stumbling backward. Seizing the moment, Roger pinned me to the ground. His strength is on another whole different level entirely. "Your reign is over, Little Rascal," Roger sneered, his hot breath on my face. "The Whitewater pack will be free, and you will be the one enslaved in death." With a surge of adrenaline, I tried to break free, but Roger's grip was unyielding—his strength was overwhelming compared to mine. "You don't think you'll be able to defeat me, do you?" he asked, part of his face shifting into wolf form, just like mine.

Roger nodded excitedly, his eyes going to Serena. "Serena, you've heard it, this Mr. Roy of ours is a big rich businessman, if you follow him, you'll be able to eat fragrant food and drink spicy food in the future." Serena raised her eyebrows and deliberately ruffled her hair, "Is it hard to believe that Mr. Roy is going to be here? I don't even know how many women Mr. Roger has brought back, looking at you Mr. Roy, you look like a decent man, you can't afford to pay for the hotel, right?"

"When I have free time, I will visit him." Roger didn't answer, just nodded. Roger is a person who is good at hiding his emotions, except for the first day he hears about Erza; the next day, he returns to his normal appearance. Fun to talk to, still teasing Evelyn, but she didn't bother to fight or fight with him. At first glance, Roger may be heartless, but few people understand that he wants to bring some air to everyone. Last night, I caught him sitting by the riverside, his eyes so brooding that he didn't know I was standing behind him.

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

I groaned a bit but didn't give them the pleasure of hearing me cry out in pain. I smiled at them, " that was powerful" I say, " your name is Clover Doharty, correct?" He asked. I frowned, "wha-""technology has improved" he simply said. " If you already knew, then why?" I ask, he smirked " it's fun watching rogues suffer" he said " wow! That's not sadistic" I muttered with an eye roll.

Franka's arrogant look made Razer very unhappy. "There are many things that science cannot prove. I was just speculating based on existing scientific theories." Franka really liked to see her best friend crumble in her hands, and said with a mean smile: "So?" "so...." Cross veins burst out on Razer's forehead, and a little thunder and lightning seemed to bloom from the dragon horns on both sides of his head. The two started their daily bickering again (1/1). Roger, who was supposed to be the protagonist , suddenly became a peripheral character. Looking at the two "living treasures" who were part-time losers across from him, Roger wanted to return to the necklace. It was so floating outside t