Star Wars Roger Roger Novels & Stories

Was she captured too? “Please…I don't know what's happening, who are you and what do you want from me?” I asked hopelessly. “Come on princess, you're supposed to be the strongest of us all. Where's all your power? Huh?” He was shaking my head from left to right. “Well if you insist that you don't know who I am,” he said, smirking and looking down at me. “I am Derek Stoic! Alpha Derek Stoic!” He all but proclaimed to me.

He did not like Rogan enough to be his therapist of some sort. Unlike Doctor Tim, Luke was paying close attention to Rogan’s words. He glanced at Doctor Tim, who wasn’t paying attention to Rogan, and sighed. He could somehow understand what Rogan was saying. Rogan had been through a lot just because he had not been honest with Nina previously. Now, it was a bit too late. Her heart had already been claimed by another man. Even if the man was very much dead at the moment.

She appeared like she’s on the same age as Idris and I’m just wondering who she was and what was she doing here. “I-I’m looking for Idri—I mean, Mr. Lykaios.” I breathed out. If she’s a family member, I shouldn’t probably be calling Idris by his name. I know Idris gave me the permission to address him by his first name but I thought I’d have to at least be careful about that. “And you are?” “My name’s Roger Willis.” I replied almost feeling my nerve creeping up my spine. “I’m one of his students and I just came here to ask him about something.” I don’t necessarily know where did that came from but I know I’d have to make up at lie spontaneously.

He was a master marksman and a deadly weapon in his own right. Maggie ‘Smoke' Rollins was Willow's choice for personal protection. With her dark red hair, blue eyes, and freckles, she looked like a sexy cartoon character. But her list of qualifications was as long as my right leg. Her Australian accent was a lilting song of obscenities and inventive epithets I'd never heard before. "You know their call signs. I'm Roger," the man in the front called. As bland a call sign as his descriptions. He had medium brown hair, dark eyes, and ruddy skin. The thing that saved him from sinking into obscurity was the light in his eyes.

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.

I asked curiously. "He's Captain Barbossa, Jackson is Will Turner and Blake is Jack Sparrow. They had a marathon of all the Pirates of the Caribbean films a couple of nights ago and so they all dressed as their favourite character," Jamie said. Now I really did want to see the three of them because I would pay good money to see all three of them dressed as those for fun.

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

Maxwell burst into laughter. ***** "What's the problem?" Emma asked. "Can we go to somewhere private?" Stanley asked. "Let's go to the charging room," Emma said and Stanley nod his head. "Hey bro," Roger said with a smile and Stanley gave him his middle finger. "Àsshólè" Roger muttered. "You'll regret saying that to me" Stanley replied. "Have you forgotten I stay alone?" Roger asked. "I'll find you and gun you down" Stanley replied and Roger smile out.

“What a shame.” Roger walked up to me with a twinkle in his eye and proceeded to investigate my scalp by pulling hair left and right. “What are you doing?” I asked as I swatted his hand away. “Looking for antennas,” he giggled. “Asshole,” I giggled back. “I always knew that you were different,” he replied teasingly. “I just never knew how much.” “You might not think this is so funny when they come for you and there’s no one there to protect you,” Dr. Mokena said.

"Better than Alpha?" My smile became unnatural; I nodded stiffly. "That's right." I guess Ryan would get mad and strangle me when he heard me say that. Roger was delighted with my answer; he turned me around, pulled a strand of my hair, combed it, and said. “It probably hurts a little; you were the first I tried.” Then he clasped his hands together to make the sign of the cross. "If you die, don't blame me." I winced, my whole body tensed, every hair standing up at Roger's every move. Seeing my trembling affect him, he growled. “Close your face! So annoying!"