Steve Rogers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Claws extended, I swiped at Roger, but he sidestepped and landed a solid blow to my chest. The impact sent me stumbling backward. Seizing the moment, Roger pinned me to the ground. His strength is on another whole different level entirely. "Your reign is over, Little Rascal," Roger sneered, his hot breath on my face. "The Whitewater pack will be free, and you will be the one enslaved in death." With a surge of adrenaline, I tried to break free, but Roger's grip was unyielding—his strength was overwhelming compared to mine. "You don't think you'll be able to defeat me, do you?" he asked, part of his face shifting into wolf form, just like mine.

A wave of panic threatened to sweep me away. I let out a shaky, hysterical laugh. "You’re sitting there, perfectly calm, having a conversation with me and telling me you’re going to torture and murder me when I’ve never done a thing to you." "Yes." He said, plainly. "You were my friend, Steve. At one point, you asked me to be your girlfriend. Don't you remember any of that?" He cocked his head to the side, staring at me in such a creepy disturbing way. "You were supposed to be mine, you belonged to me. Roberto swore it to me." He said.

he said causing my face to burn and for us to quickly pull apart. “Oh my gosh, no, ew, Steve, this is Rory. She's a friend and like a sister to me," Finn said. His introduction kinda stung. I know we're nothing more than that but he didn't have to go that far. I tried not to take offense and shake Steve's hand. “Hi Steve, we didn't get to meet when I was helping Finn move in," I said, a smile on my face. “That's too bad," he said, “I would have loved to meet you."

said Secretary Kim. Yusa smiled faintly, he was happy because Secretary Kim gave him happy news about Roger. It's time for Roger to receive retribution for his actions in playing with him and ruining his relationship with Olivia. Even though Yusa doesn't care about Olivia anymore, he really hates Roger and wants to see his destruction. "Mr. Roger is not married, young master, he likes changing women and this is a photo of his new girlfriend." Lou provided a photo of a young woman in a pixy dress with shoulder-length wavy hair.

Steve commented and I pulled my face away from his fingers. “I thought I could be happy for my brother, I thought I could ignore him as he always had ignored me but then that’s when the rogue sightings began. They kept killing my pack members and sent me messages telling me to join them. ”Steve continued and my eyes sharpened. Steve was somehow connected to the rogues…but how? “I sent word to Bradley but do you know what your dear Bradley did?” Steve asked and I shook my head. “He refused to help me, he said he was busy running his own pack and didn’t have time to interfere in my matters.”Steve’s voice held rage.

Roger was chatting with one of them, a middle-aged man with bright red hair and a closely trimmed beard. "Connie!" Roger waved me over, and I eased through the people, still holding Sarah's hand. "Connie, this is my friend Steve. Steve, my neighbor, Connie." "It's a pleasure Connie." His voice was soft and kind, and his hand warm as I shook it. "I know Joan and Roger have been wanting to get you here for a while, now." "Thanks, it's nice to be here. This is my partner, Sarah." I watched his reaction, which consisted only of a warm smile.

“Well, I’ve changed and matured, so I want to recover what I lost.” “Good one. Let me laugh,” Jayden said sarcastically. “Think what you want, but today Deborah and James will come with me for a stroll,” Roger said, grabbing Deborah and pulling her toward him. “Deborah… if you go with him, this is over,” Jayden said, locking eyes with her. “What…” Deborah looked at him, stunned. “Ha… well, that’s better for me. I can get back my beloved wife,” Roger said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Tania's POV I recoiled in disbelief, stumbling backward as my feet instinctively carried me down the stairs without my conscious control. The words that escaped Alpha Dolph's lips struck me like a lightning bolt, leaving me utterly stunned. How could it be possible? The horrifying incident in the woods, the near-rape, had been orchestrated by Dolph himself, all for the twisted purpose of targeting me. It was inconceivable, unimaginable—especially considering the trust I had placed in him. The overwhelming rush of emotions left me in a state of profound confusion and aching betrayal.

Blood seeped from the gash on my shoulder, soaking through half my clothes, but I didn't flinch. I planted myself firmly between him and the rogues. Even the rogues seemed stunned. They hadn't expected anyone to protect a rogue wolf. "You were only with me for the money," Adrian said. "I've lost everything now — no wealth, no power. Staying with me will only drag you down." He pushed me aside and faced the snarling wolves head-on, closing his eyes. His expression was calm, almost peaceful — like he'd already made his peace.

Right now, their red hair was a reflection of their agitation. “What’s so important that you two had to come to my room just to argue?” I asked. “There’s a meeting going on right now at the council hall,” Keith said. “We should be there. I need to know what’s going on, but Dearest sister over here thinks it’s a bad idea if we sneak in.” Right, that meeting. I didn’t know all the details, but Keith had been whining about it for weeks. It probably had something to do with Rogue King, Dexter. He’d been attacking some small packs and killing their Alphas, forcing them into a rogue rulership.