Rogue Trader Daemon Blade Novels & Stories

A conniving woman like her, I knew she had already thought of something quick, and I was ready to hear it out! “How about we resort to something, big…” She said in a suggestive way and I reclined to hear her out. The waiter returned with our drinks and placed them on our table before showing us off, “How big?” “I remember Aldrich mentioning to his father about the partnership between Blade Inc. and CGC. Since you failed to find any dirt on CGC, how about we destroy their partnership?” I nodded urging her to continue,

I’ll need everything they can give me, as I know absolutely shit about how a pack works, or about supernaturals. Blake halts when we get to the place where the rogue is contained by our warriors. His entire body goes rigid. “Allie..” He doesn’t manage to say anything else as the rogue jumps him and throws him several feet. Tristan grabs me and pushes me behind him. I peek over him to see the rogue clawing at my mate, it’s jaws snapping at his neck. Blake is fighting for his life. Tears sting in my eyes at the realization of who the rogue most like crashes down on me like a rock pulling me under water so I can’t breathe.

Blade then spoke arrogantly with a sneer in his voice, "I paid each of you a visit late last night, didn't I? So, there's no need for me to reintroduce myself again." "No need, sir. No need," the shareholders quickly said before lowering their heads, looking anxious and not even daring to breathe too loudly. They had all been fast asleep late last night when Blade barged into their homes and held a knife against their necks, forcing them to sell him their shares at a low price and telling them that they only had until noon to decide.

"This is a rogue pack. We run by our own rules here. The rest of our kind have all kicked us out, shunned us from their traditions so here we are." "How do I trust you? I've seen what your kind has done. All those people you've killed." His eyes harden as he stared at me. "Look, we're not the only rogue pack out here. I can tell you that we are not the savage kind. We have killed a few hunters over the past few years but not recently." "It's a lot to take in," I said and he nodded as he stood up. "I'll someone come and bring you food until I'm certain that you won't try to run or harm us," he said before he left the room.

“What?” Margo asked, sighing with annoyance. “Woah! I just wanted to buy you a drink.” He said, holding up his hands in surrender. “What for?” She asked, raising a brow even as she continued to walk away. Blade nodded at his men, who were helping pick up Maddog and Thrasher. He quickly followed after this new woman that had his blood rushing south. He wasn’t the type to chase after someone but she was just interesting enough that he didn’t care that she had basically dismissed him with a single look.

From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself. A rogue tries to flee. Ragnar's scythe spins out of his hand, decapitating him, but he doesn't kill him, I notice, just as someone knocks me down and just like that, I'm carried into the heat of the battle again. Ryker, on the other hand, blurs between wolf and human, leaving dead men in his wake till the last of the rogues stands. "Who sent you?" Ryker asks. I wobble on my feet, completely exhausted but manage to keep the stray wolf firmly in a chokehold.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

"Use it for her. It’s my life’s savings since I started doing mercenary work." I knew that when Blade left his territory, he didn’t take anything with him except his car and one duffel bag. His cards and cash were left behind, so everything in my hand right now was the money he earned in the last five years, doing what he was doing. "I don’t understand. If you want to give her money, why does it have to come through me? Can’t you just give it to her?" "I’m leaving." "You’re what? We didn’t even have time to catch up."

I ask him, why can't he let me leave, he would never see me again. "Leave! Leave!" Alpha Blade says the word with disgust, before he starts to laugh, a sarcastic laugh, one that lacked all humour, he looked back at me with his dark eyes, he looks like a feral wolf, he looks like he's a rogue, but he's still in charge, he still got some kind of power over the whole pack, he's not just a rogue, he's a rogue alpha.

he said. I looked towards the entrance of the gym as Blade walked through it. Blade is a Seer and he has been with my pack since I was a pup. He isn’t a shifter but he pledged his life to my father once he became of age to do so. Before then he was under my father’s protection and now I’ve taken on that pact. He is one of my best friends. His position isn’t normal, as a Seer is usually a female. It's for that reason he is doing his own research on his background. For now he can keep his privacy on it so long as his safety or the packs’ isn’t in jeopardy. He walked over to where we were sitting with his hands in his suit pockets. “I knew I’d find you two in here. Drills weren’t enough to driv