Sarah Rogers Marvel Novels & Stories

Sarah grabbed a spare basket by an eating booth "Alright, let's go." We first walked by the clothing department. Sarah pushed the basket slowly as she scanned the section. "We-you should get him a t-shirt." "Okay, I think it should be a graphi-" My eyes landed on a Captain America T-shirt. "Yes, this is perfect! I remember him telling me he loved Marvel." "Yes, but all of the Marvel characters?" I nodded "Yeah, he said all of Marvel. So this would be great." Sarah smiled "Sick. Now, I think you should get the extra large."

I just couldn’t see her. “Thank you.” I said. Sarah threw another stone in the pond. “How did you end up in the Midnight pack cell anyway?” I asked. Sarah looked down. “I wasn’t always a Rogue.” She mumbled. “I lived in a pack with my mate. His name was Gary. He was one of the best warriors in the pack.

Almost a third. Marie's loading a shotgun with silver pellets. She's nineteen. Turned wolf six months ago. Still learning control but determined. Sarah's sharpening stakes. Former blood club performer. The one who sent us intelligence. Except she died in the building collapse during our rescue. Wait. Different Sarah. This Sarah is different person. Young. Angry. Ready to fight. I shake off the confusion. Focus. "How are you feeling?" Danny asks. He's coordinating fighters. Arm still in sling from the rescue mission.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

“He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.” Micheal's fist clenched in anger as he gritted his jaws. I could see his anger flaring up, more dangerous than before. “Fine,” he growled. “I would help you take down Allen but you would have to help me get back my life, that Joan stole from me.” “Agreed,” I smiled, handing him a contract booklet. “You have to sign this if you agree with the rules.” He took the book from me, flipping the pages open. “It says here that we have to get married, why?

She was crying, trembling, unable to breathe. "Please... please don't hurt her..." Sarah whispered from behind Leo, her face pale but her eyes filled with courage. She stepped out slightly, showing her face. "Sarah, no! Get back!" Leo grabbed her arm. "No, Leo," Sarah said firmly. "I have to do this. He wants me. Let me talk to him." Sarah walked forward, past Leo, past the guards, until she was just a few meters away from Rogan. "Mr. Rogan," she said softly, her voice clear and steady. "Look at me. I am Sarah. I am the daughter of the people you hated. But look... I am not evil. I am not here to take revenge. I just want to live."

Mrs. Chancer watched Sarah smugly, waiting to see how she would respond. Sarah pointed at Scott, "Dr. Rogers is a recently returned psychology PhD with many achievements and well-known papers and theories. As a counselor myself, of course I'm interested in his work." The man mentioned smiled faintly and stood up graciously, extending his hand, "Miss Sanders, pleased to meet you." Sarah shook his hand, "Mr. Rogers, sorry you had to witness this scene."

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t