Stargate Ronon Dex Novels & Stories

The silence between them wasn't heavy—it was charged, waiting to arc. The depot loomed in the dust, rusting steel ribs poking through cracked concrete. Fuel tanks stood as massive corpses, long since drained of their lifeblood. The chain-link fence that surrounded the area was torn in places, a witness to the neglect—or recent habitation. Graves stopped at a damaged hatch. "In there is a man named Ronan Vale. Former arms smuggler. Stole something from me—something sensitive. Data chips with black-market procurement chains, names, coordinates. If the wrong people get it…"

dad asked in a weak voice. " No, Sir, we will need someone who doesn't take medicines as well as someone who is not from his family. The wound he has will only be healed when we put the blood of someone non relative to the patient," the doctor explained. " I can also volunteer to give my blood, I am his friend not family and I am from a different pack as well," Ronan said as he came forward and everyone looked at him like he had grown two horns, he noticed all the eyes on him which made him visibly uncomfortable. So, he hesitated slightly as he added, " Of course, I mean if it is not a problem for you guys," he said with uncertainty.

We had made the ride back in silence, the weight of Ronan’s messages hanging over us like a hidden passenger. Ronan was waiting in the war room, looking like he hadn’t blinked in the three hours we’d been gone. His green eyes were sharp, analytical, the kind of sharp that meant he’d already run through a dozen scenarios and calculated which ones kept us alive. Maddox was there too, sprawled across one of the leather chairs with a drink in his hand that he definitely shouldn’t have been drinking this early, but the darkness under his eyes suggested he hadn’t slept.

Ronan said flatly, Pax just under his skin for some reason thinking Knox was a threat. “What is she?” Knox demanded. “She’s human.” Ronan answered, his voice held a tinge of anger in it. “Really a human. You are all worked up over some human girl.” Knox half laughed when he said it. “She’s mine.” Ronan’s eyes narrowed looking at Knox, his eyes glowed slightly. “Watch yourself Ronan.” Knox said, his voice turning deadly. “She’s mine.” Ronan growled, sitting up slightly, if he needed to he was prepared to fight Knox.

I grabbed his face with both hands, forcing him to focus on me, just as Dax finally got a light bulb to work. And Ronan's pupils were completely dilated, reflecting the light, but he wasn't here with us. He was looking through me, seeing a laboratory I recognized from my darkest nightmares. We couldn't do this now, not with the Rogues hammering their way here, not with the power out and Ethan dying on the bed. “The 4th gate wasn't the beginning, was it?” Ronan whispered. His voice was hollow, devoid of its usual warmth, sounding like a ghost of himself as he was trying to gulp air into his lungs.

"We have each other, Dax. We're stronger together. And I promise you, I'm not going anywhere." His grip tightened around my hand, and for a moment, we stood there, lost in each other's gaze. In the midst of the impending storm, we found solace in each other, drawing strength from the bond we shared. Despite the uncertainty of what lay ahead, I knew we would face it together, bound by a love that was unyielding and unbendable. Just then, Ronan and his team came back, their faces etched with the weariness of their mission but their eyes blazing with vital information. They had managed to uncover the true identities of the other Starfires and had returned with a trove of knowledge about the spe

Damon is his rival in business and they had a past together. He didn’t hesitate. DAMON MANSION – FRONT GATE LATER THAT NIGHT The roaring engine of Ronan’s black Bugatti echoed through the quiet night as it pulled up to Damon’s gates. The security guards stepped forward, tense. “I’m not here to cause trouble, open the gate this instance ” Ronan said through gritted teeth. The security guards didn't want to let him in but his gaze and glare terrified them a lot they had no choice but to eventually open the gate for him.

Damien closes his eyes in pain as if someone just stabbed him. Ron is a famous doctor who has specialised in surgery and medicine both. Although he is a human, he is also an old acquaintance of Rowan. He met him while he was in touch with humans long ago. Thus he has come to know Rowan's family as well. Hearing an emergency from Zion, he took the fastest flight to Romania.

But before I could move, another voice cut through the air. “Enough.” The word was sharp, commanding. Both the guards froze at once. Ronan Grey Thorn. He is the proxy Alpha right now… Stepbrother of Alpha King Alexander. Roana walked toward us. He is tall and charismatic with short brown hair and a dangerous aura. Each step he took was heavy and sure; he seemed the kind of man who bent others to his will. The guards dropped their heads and moved aside as he stopped near us. “Let her through,” he ordered. They obeyed instantly.

Xavier sat down at the computer desk, turning on the system, some of the monitors on the left wall coming to life and showing the garage, elevator, the room we stood in and the room below. Dane and Theo stepped towards the monitor with the room below. "Holy shit." Theo smiled. Dane turned on me, his arms crossed but his expression confused and awed. "You made a Stargate in our house?" I went to Xavier's side, putting my arm over his shoulder as his curled my waist, his large hand holding my waist. "Actually, Xav did." I smiled. They turned to look at Xav, eyebrows raised with confusion. Xav shrugged, turning to the keyboard and hit the activate command keys.