Novel & Cerita Rogue Romance

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 have broken pack law for love. I shake my head in disbelief but I know it's true. The answer is clear I have broken pack law for love. If only there was a way someone of my rank could be mates with rogue. I'm sure if Hunter was mates with a rogue, the rules would be different. He would be able to take a rogue bride with next to no fanfare. I finish my meat in silence. I feel a little better after. My frayed nerves seem to be repairing themselves a little.

“You’re a werewolf.” She remained mute and that was more than enough. My grip tightened on the handle and a part of me wished I pressed the trigger but I couldn’t. “What Pack are you from?” “I’m a Rogue,” “For fucks sake what Pack are you from?!” I barked. “I swear I’m a rogue! I got kicked out of my Pack for a crime and ever since then I came to New Orleans hoping to start a new life.” She said with tears hinting in her eyes but I cared less.

I queried with a frail voice that twisted my stomach with the thought that I was going to die soon. “She’s all yours, prisoner, have her as you like,” Lucian declared and sat on a chair, crossing his legs. “W… what do… you mean?” I asked, scared. The rogue glared at me. He twisted his neck and bent down, lifting me like a piece of feather. “Hey, what are you doing? Lucian!” I cried out. The rogue put me on the bed roughly and began taking off his shirt hungrily. He was grunting with lust. My chest heaved up and down in fear. Tears rushed out from my eyes, dripping to my ears as I lay flat on the bed. I couldn’t change either, I was too weak to transform. The rogue climbed onto the bed, lustf

"Just me," Greyson croaked. "You know it's the smart thing to do. There's no point in slaughtering a whole pack." "You think I care about how many people I have control over? Do you think I care about that when my mate is lying dead in my arms!" Rogue roared. He threw Greyson to the side, kicking him onto the floor. "You will all die! I will kill you all for what you have done. None of you will live to see next week." Rogue looked down at Stacey and brushed her hair away from his face, smiling down at her. "Everything I will do to this pack will be for you, my love," he whispered. "I promise, I will make them suffer." He then walked towards the woods, not looking back at the pack. "If any of

"Just me," Greyson croaked. "You know it's the smart thing to do. There's no point in slaughtering a whole pack." "You think I care about how many people I have control over? Do you think I care about that when my mate is lying dead in my arms!" Rogue roared. He threw Greyson to the side, kicking him onto the floor. "You will all die! I will kill you all for what you have done. None of you will live to see next week." Rogue looked down at Stacey and brushed her hair away from his face, smiling down at her. "Everything I will do to this pack will be for you, my love," he whispered. "I promise, I will make them suffer." He then walked towards the woods, not looking back at the pack. "If any of

She raised a claw to finish it off when another rogue jumped at her, knocking her off the wolf. Nora whimpered, falling to a side, leaving her ribs bruised and bleeding. Of course, rogues travelled in twos. The new rogue crouched beside the fallen rogue, sniffing it and checking if it was still alive. Nora saw her blood on a couple of fallen leaves and growled, charging at the newcomer. She gave it no breathing space as she took it down, swiping at its neck with renewed energy and anger. When it tried to howl for help, she ripped out its vocal cord and the rogue went still. Returning to the initial one, it was barely alive and struggling to get away.

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.”

Chapter One ROCHELLE Rule number one of dating your crush: Never, ever, accept to be in an open relationship. I headed to SilverStone Academy, a big bouquet of flowers in my hand, chocolate bars and a very expensive perfume that took more than half of my savings. All to surprise my boyfriend on our first anniversary. As I walked past the students, their eyes followed me. “What is the omega doing this time?” “Is this a new way of seeking attention?” “I bet you the flowers are for Alpha Darren. She's always shamelessly throwing herself at him. Doing everything to get him to look at her.”

I pointed out and I could see the moment Bradley acquiesced on his face. “I thought you liked reading, why not just read about wolves?” Bradley asked and I shrugged. “I haven't had the time and honestly, I prefer romance.” I informed him. “Rogues are wolves who have been banned from packs for going against werewolf laws…” Bradley went on to explain how wolves could become rogues and how silver were wolves weaknesses. “That's a lot,” I muttered and at this point I was done cleaning Bradley's wounds but I was reluctant to step away from him so I simply continued wiping at his chest with a cotton pad.