Rogue Remy Novels & Stories

I scolded. “Yeah, Rhea. Don’t call me dumb. We’re the same. If I’m stupid, then you’re stupider.” Remy countered, blowing her a raspberry. “EWWWW! MAMA, HE SPIT ON ME.” Rhea threw the frog toy at him, then she tackled him. “DID NOT!” I sighed. I thought at least one of them would be kind, soft, nonchalant.... I was seriously wrong. Where did they even get this personality?

I had to forcefully tear my gaze away from Connor to face the redheaded man. “Nice to meet you,” he said, about to raise his hand,“Im-” He suddenly broke off and I noticed his nose twitching. He had finally caught my scent. “You're a-” “Rogue. Yes.” I clenched my jaw as I forced a small smile. The man looked lost for words. I couldn't see anything on his features apart from utter shock, proving that He seemed stunned at the sight of me. It wasn't a good thing or a bad thing, depending on what happened after.

"Then we work on your wolf form. You're fast, but your technique is sloppy. Rogue fighting, all instinct, no discipline." "I survived twenty-one years on instinct." "Now you need discipline to lead." Garrett's voice softened slightly. "You've got the raw talent, pup. We just need to polish it." Fao grabbed a water bottle and walked toward me, his expression lightening when he saw me. "You're supposed to be resting." "I'm sitting. That counts." I gestured for him to lean down, and when he did, I wiped the sweat from his forehead. "You're good." "I'm adequate." But he was smiling. "Garrett's been kicking my ass all morning."

, Monte said her name slowly, as if he was sampling it on his tongue. "I'm Skywalker, by the way", the guy that had dragged Leo away introduced himself. "Nice name", Meghan said. When he looked at her like he expected her to say something more, she added. "I like it" "That's it?",he asked her. What else did he want her to say? Meghan thought. "Do you need a translation into another language?" "No, nah. But hold up, have you ever watched Guardians of the galaxy?" "Yeah" He cocked his head.

Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de

They deserve to be tortured, but they're lucky enough that I'm in a hurry or they'll die an excruciating death. I casually walked towards the man in front of me- the one who was watching me being captured by those rogues from the start. He seemed to be having a great time watching me turn those werewolves into ashes but I'm curious why there's something within me that's stopping me from killing him even though I know what kind of creature he is. He's one of them- a rogue.

Far across the city, in the fog-wrapped forests that bordered the outskirts, a man ran on four limbs—barefoot and shirtless—toward the circle of cabins hidden within the pines. He shifted as he entered the clearing, bones snapping, muscles rearranging until he stood tall again, panting and human. Inside the largest cabin, seated before a roaring fire, was a man with golden eyes. Radiating dominance, power, and age, the Rogue Alpha didn’t move as the scout knelt before him. “She’s attending the gala, Alpha.” The golden-eyed man finally turned his head. His gaze was ancient and dangerous. “Elaina Rivers?” “Yes. She received the invitation this morning.”

He couldn't have… "Don't worry, I didn't fuck you while you were asleep. I was going to… but I don't like my women dirty. Plus, I was hoping to hear you scream when I finally put my hands on you!" From his cackle and dry yellow eyes, I could tell he'd been in the wild for ages now. He was a rogue, an insane lunatic who would do anything to feel something. A connection he could only feel in a pack. I scoffed as his eyes ran through my body hungrily, "Even if you forcefully take me it won't do anything. All you need is redemption… A meaningful bond with—" "— Shut up!" I felt a rough tug on my chin and the nasty breath of the oldie in my face.

his ominous tone made Ayracs breath to hitch in her chest. She had been a rogue wolf for 2 years now and though she had faced a lot of threatening situation but on one was as life threatening and serious as this. She had heard whispers about the Moon Crest pack, it was a pack that a lot of rogues feared, respected and loathed at the same time. Their Alpha was known for his blood thirsty behavior and his hatred for rogues and anything alike. “You will die, just like the others before you”. … “Alpha, there's an urgent message from the warriors for you” Silas perked up immediately heard the voice of his Beta, Levi.

he growled loudly, his voice was very raspy and laced with intense anger. “Accept her rejection? I cannot do that” Emory scoffed He can be so stubborn, that was something about him. He would never do whatever he didn’t want to do but in this situation he had no choice. If he dared fight with Remy, he would die from his hands because Remy was way better than him hundred times, which I could testify to. Remy had beaten hundreds of opponents by himself over and over, he’s the best fighter in the pack even though he is a Beta and there was no opponent he couldn’t bring down.