Steve Rogers Novels & Stories

He looked like a leader—severe, but not too severe, but not entirely kind, either. “Stephanie Marielle Channer,” he said like a greeting and a condemnation. “Tyler Alexander Rogers.” Tyler dipped his head. It was a genuinely respectful gesture. “Alpha Raff Caldwell of the Stone Peak pack. It’s an honor to see you after so many years—” “And this was not how I imagined our reunion,” Raff interrupted, gravely and brusque. “Grayson Rogers is a pillar of the Twelve, as were all of your forefathers. When I received news that a rogue and his son and heir….”

Still, eyes lingered on them admiringly, especially on Luis, which somehow felt like a small relief. His gaze flicked to Rogers, cold and sharp. "You really have no idea what you’re getting yourself into," he said lowly. Rogers laughed. "Oh really? And are you planning on harvesting my organs too?"

We could only talk on phone. Roger is a footballer in a team know as the Buffaloes.He are always on tours and in training. So he is never home. He also plays in his school team. It's because of his talent that he won a bursary in university. I hired a cab from the bus station to my mom's place. I rang the bell and it was my brother who opened the door. Oh my... Look who is here. Roger my young bro who look exactly like dad said while widening his hands for a hug.

But now , I am forced to think otherwise. " I really do not know him. Neither his name nor who he is. My attention has been on the TV because the news that is entering my head is driving me nuts. How do I come to terms with the fact that someone is actually saying such things as bad as the words of this man here about the president and his vice? I mean, the two are one of the best that this country has ever had . Vice president Arnold Kroft is really good at what he does. It is very unfortunate that this has to get said about him. Quite too unfortunate." " Hmm. I guess we are on the same boat right here. Though, I still think there is something else attached to your surprise. " Steve said.

"Steven's death doesn't change anything. If you need us, we're here for you. Also, you're young " "Please, stop. Don't say it." "I need to," Rodger continued. "Don't turn your heart away from love if it finds you again. Promise me that you won't close yourself off. Be open to love someone else." I nodded as tears rimmed my eyes. "Thank you," I said, giving him a slight smile. "You've always been very kind to me. You've been like a father to me over the years. I hope you know that."

MATTEO RODRIGUEZ Matteo Rodriguez has just gotten back from his morning exercise. His body dripped of sweat and smelt of fresh leaves and of woods. He marched straight to the fridge and grabbed a sachet of packaged blood. He tore it open with one bite and gulped the whole content at a go. He wheezed out air and hissed noisily with a squeezed face. There was nothing better than drinking human blood.

Kaleb is standing on the top of the ring. He is lifting his arms in the air once again and jumps off, landing with his leg squarely across Roger's neck. Roger grabs at his neck in pain and is struggling to breathe. Kaleb lifts Roger off the floor and opens his jaws revealing his large canines and prepares to dig his teeth into Roger's throat, Rogers uses all his strength to push him back and starts swiping his claws at Kaleb, this time his claws scratches his chest causing deep gashes and sending blood spilling onto the white floor. Kaleb starts to swipe back at Roger, drawing more blood. His hits are more powerful than Roger's and he feels every painful strike, sending him to his knees. Rog

The team was hand-selected by Colonel Benton-Jones, and Archer was there to lead the Tactical Team into missions that were kept out of the public eye. “You alright man?” Johnson asked Archer, snapping his fingers in front of his face. “Huh? Yeah. Sorry.” He shook his head. Johnson sat back on the chair, he was tall in stature, his black hair was shaved short on the sides but long on top. Johnson was one of the drone operatives, someone Archer trusted with his life. Observant down to the millimetre, he valued him as a mate as well as part of his team. His confidence oozed out of him, he had the ability to changes someone’s mind with one word or look.

What matters is that he has to fight. “Hopefully, you’re not bothered by the welcome you’ve just had. They don’t know who you are yet; I’m a prisoner for life, so as long as I’m here, you’ll be safe because no one will dare to disturb you,” Rodgie said as he patted Nicko’s shoulder, a pat on the back of a friend. Everyone seemed surprised by what Rodgie did. This was entirely beyond their expectations. How could Rodgie actually beat Steve with one hit and make him fall? Even Nicko wondered why the man didn’t beat him instead of being friendly. Could there be a secret plan behind it?

I said standing up and daping him up "what news you got for me" Roger wasn't just my parole officer he was my nigga, lemme catch y'all up, when I was in jail Rogers lil brother Austin was in there too and Roger knew I had connections so I was protected 24/7, so long story short i looked after his brother and he looked out for me by keeping an eye on Tanisha and helping me with this parole thing. Tanisha little ass clueless about the situation and that's how i like it.