Rogue Heiress Novels & Stories

Chapter 6 - Princess Rogue Walking into the ball room with my father slightly ahead, I scan the crowd of fancily dressed dignitaries from around the globe. Werewolves stare back at us, bowing or curtsying to their King and Princess and I internally roll my eyes. Sadly, today their respect for me will be gone. A runt that rules the werewolf world is not the ideal future ruler. My eyes scan the room until I find who I am looking for. Geminie Starlight with her mate Ariven and daughter Destiny. My distant cousin and next heir for the throne. Walking down the elegant steps, I make my way to where she stands as a light catches the necklace she is wearing – a snowflake shaped moon stone. Her prism

he replies in another whisper. I simply stare at the rogue and realize he has exhausted the information worth sharing with us. “Did he say to do anything to Alpha Daniel?” I ask as an afterthought. The rogue looks at me, “How do you know all these things?” he asks me. “Because I am the Rogue Queen,” I say with a wink. He looks at me with sudden admiration. “He is sending rogues after Alpha Daniel. The plan is that he will be killed,” the rogue replies.

She was a hard she-wolf, and she wouldn’t accept the bits and pieces. Anita did ultimately beat Russell and Jack, for that matter. She was alive to go on and do the work they trained her to do. Now on to bigger and better things. _____________________ Here ends The Rogue & The Rose. Don’t miss out on the story. Look up Klaira Blains for other titles belonging to the Black River Pack and Big City Wolves Series. I hope you enjoyed this and my other novels here only on GoodNovel. Love Klaira

I can only assume that they believed I was taken home since it was so close to their coven. “You don’t have to be polite, dear,” Talia bats her eyelashes at my father, and I have to suppress the growl that is forming in my chest. “You can call them rogues. Just because your daughter is one…” “That is enough, Mother,” Erebus growls from his seat but Talia isn’t giving up so easily. “It is amazing that she only smells like a human. Since most rogues wreak of decaying flesh and trash,” Talia continues.

"No, I've never heard of him." Hailey's hand moved to her necklace, a symbol of her past. Her mother had not been mad, and her father was real—was. Is. Confusion and pain swirled in her head, threatening to overwhelm her. Gripping the dagger, she hurled it at the rogue's feet. "Do me a favor and cut a lock of your hair for me." The rogue smiled slightly. "Of course. I'll never forget what you did for me. If you ever change your mind and visit Rise, know that you have a place to call home."

Selene snapped, still flipping between me and the kid. “She could kick you out of the hotel?” I asked, now suddenly way more interested. “Who the hell is she?” “They said she’s the rogue queen’s daughter. The current owner of the whole damn place.” Rogue. Of course. Fucking rogues. My stomach lurched. My heart felt like it had flown up into my throat then dropped to my feet. I hated rogues—never had any personal relationship with them. So of course this kid had nothing to do with me.

It echoed unnaturally, bouncing off the cavern walls. She stopped, scanning the darkness. “Show yourself!” The rogue stepped forward, his golden eyes gleaming. He carried Clara like a trophy, her limp body hanging from his claws. “I knew you’d come,” he said, dropping Clara unceremoniously to the ground. Annabel’s growl rumbled low. “Let her go.” The rogue laughed. “Let her go? She’s already mine. Just like the rest of them will be.” Annabel moved fast, her claws slashing at the rogue’s face. He sidestepped easily, catching her wrist and twisting it painfully.

"Today, I might let Strata King Group snag a juicy morsel, but tomorrow, I'll make Walter regret it. He'll cough up every last bite he's taken." Someday, she would repay Walter for every bit of trouble he had caused her. 'Walter, I'll see you on the battlefield of business,' Evangeline vowed silently, with a steely resolve. At her words, a shiver ran through the room, and no one dared to speak up. She was every inch the Foster heiress—fierce and unflinching. Not even Walter, a giant in his own right, could intimidate her. "Another thing. My grandfather's health scare is behind him, and he's out of the woods. If anyone's thinking of jumping ship, now's the time. If you're staying, keep it str

Most times when I tell him not to get involved with me, he insists on assisting, and to me, he was like an angel sent to me by the moon goddess in these hard times. As I followed Michael, Alpha Draco’s beta, and Bella, my thoughts were filled with something wild that at some point I began to survey my area, thinking I could see an escape route because, at this point, I wouldn’t mind running off from this cursed pack. The cursed Rogue Alpha himself and Sarah the little witch he called his fiance. The only person I know who has not been doing too much was Micahel.

I am excellent with geography; I spent years memorizing maps and researching places. "Okay, do you know which part of the continent has the most rogues?" "The south," I tell him. "Correct, and do you know why is that?” I sake my head saying no. “they were the first people to recognize and help establish the council. And yet, they got terrorized and stripped away from their land." "The council took away their land?" "That's what they do." "So in other words, they didn't do anything when Victor did what he did to my mother's family."