Aesthetica Rogue Hero Novels & Stories

The rogues laughed while Aurora felt bile rising up in her stomach and Astraea's anger flared. " You know what you're right. I think it's better this way that...." Astraea said as she stepped forwards towards the Rogue making a seductive face as he drooled as Astraea touch his biceps and traced her fingers towards his shoulder then towards his heart. " That, I rip your heart out" Astraea completed as her hands paused on the place of his heart and the smile disappeared from the rogue face and Astraea's claws elongated digging deeper into his chest. Unable to move Rogue just stared at Astraea's yellow eyes before she pulled his heart out making him fall dead and turn into stone.

He sighed as he realized that none of it mattered and he would never be able to get the answer to it. "I wonder what a latent is doing here," One of the Rogue said and Blake wondered how he was able to sense him. He was looking dirty just like every other rogue with him, he had a hard face, the type that one would always remember even if you saw him only once in your life. His hair and beard made him appear like he had a mane which made him appear like a lion.

This is like a mob visit. "You wish you could handle me. Besides, I don't like weak, frail, and disgusting old men. They don't have enough backbone for a ROGUE like me! " I growl, my grey blue eyes glowing with purple flakes. I yelled through the door. I knew challenging his manhood and telling him I was a rogue knocking on his packhouse door would draw him out. Stupid Alpha.

After all, Rogue was born with the greatest manipulative strategies anyone could ever perceive. My tone was several octaves deeper, Rogue spoke in a very crude voice, "You will not take a step away from that space, Sky. If you do...I will fuck you into a mess in that same space." Lesley rolled her eyes at Rogue and I. I...was never the one to perform a sin, have unconsentual love with anyone in this goddamn world. Even the beast has his own morals... Rogue crawled back within me as I stared at her retrieving shadow.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

He trailed off and the room that was quiet before became even quieter. Celia became frozen in anticipation, anxiety killing her. She could feel the sweat as it rolled slowly down her forehead and surprise floated throughout her body when her scent greeted her from a distance... The mask was wearing off, she had to get out of here, but not now, not yet, she had to see, she had to know... Xavier was suppose to be hers, he was suppose to choose only her, he was... Tears blurred her vision, and she took a shaky step back when Kail looked over at her. He sniffed the air, his eyes widening in recognition as he whispered. “A rogue...you’re a rogue.”

With just a few seconds, the insane rogue got near her and grab her by the throat and lifted her up with a grin etched on his lips. Jaiyana struggled to breathe, she grab and scratch the hand that's choking her but it's futile. She grew restless and she can hear Hannah's cry as the latter attacked and threw punches on the rogue's leg, "Let her go! Let her go!" Hannah cries as she continuously punch him, Pissed, the rogue spat at him, "Fuck! You fucking kid, I should kill you right now!" He kicked Hannah on her stomach and she flew away from him, whimpering and crying in pain.

“When I grew up, I learned that despite Claudia being his mate, he found his peace here, and the one reason was the fact that he knew that mom didn’t care about him enough to make a fuss. We were already rogues at the time, and Rustem has taken the initiative of making sure to keep us safe. He was the one who announced me Alpha and Viktor my beta when I turned eighteen,” “Eventually, as rogues always are, I had to get it by blood. The number of fights that I got into would have been fatal, I always managed to survive, and I mostly avoided killing my opponent unless I had to.” He said, shrugging his shoulders. “But I wanted my mother to have what she deserved. She never found a mate after bei

I mutter, hatred still flowing through my veins instead of blood. I wrap the garrotte wire tighter across my hands, getting into stance as my eyes follow a subtle movement from the bushes. The signal is a howl from Ryker. Ragnar has us all briefed. My hands are covered in a pair of knuckle dusters. I had my leather jacket over my gear, which was actually a crop top and slick black pants that allowed me to move around, a utility belt with a series of knives strapped to it, and military boots. A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.

the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face. Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch." "Why am I here against my will?" I snapped. "You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said. "I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?" She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"