Cursed Rogue Tall Tale Novels & Stories

Slade howled, his voice a mix of pain and fury, as he fully emerged, his form massive and menacing. The abyss surrounded us, its rocky terrain barren and unforgiving. A rogue appeared from the shadows, its scent sharp and invasive. Slade’s glowing eyes snapped toward it, his lips curling back in a vicious snarl. The rogue froze, fear evident in its stance, but it was already too late. Slade lunged, his claws tearing through the air, and the rogue’s scream was lost in the void. Even in this cursed form, one thing was certain—this was the only place I belonged when the curse took over.

"They'll take your title for touching a woman who's having an affair. They'll throw you in prison. And Azzianna, you'll lose everything. You'll be a homeless beggar." "To be honest," Lucian said, a dark, wicked grin moving across his scarred jaw. "The Elders love a good story. And I think 'The Betrayed Bride and the Rogue Hero' sounds better than 'The Alpha who Cheated on his Wedding Night.' I think they might find your behavior... disappointing." Julian growled, like a real wolf, but he didn't attack. He knew he couldn't win this fight. He turned and stormed off the deck, screaming that it wasn't over yet and that he would regret it.

To survive. For herself. For the baby. Yet she couldn't. Not while someone needed help. One of the rogues stepped forward. He was enormous. Nearly seven feet tall in human form. Scars covered his bare arms and neck. His dark eyes narrowed as he studied her. "You should go back inside." His voice was rough. Dangerous. Seraphina tightened her grip on the lantern. "If she's injured, I can help." The rogue laughed. The sound held no humor. "She'll probably die."

Lies because someone must have allowed the rogue in the tournament. As we guided Nalani towards the exit tunnel, my thoughts spun. Masked scent. Black eyes. Something ancient stirred in my memory, stories of rogues wolves who’d lost their souls and were sited around. I heard they were up to something big but I could never lay my eyes on any of them until now. But still it was no use he was dead. My thoughts were as stormy as the weather, thunder rumbled in the distance. A storm was coming…

Haro throws me the keys, " get in a follow behind our vehicle, we'll take you as far as the highway and you're on your own from there okay, and as we said not a word to a soul about us understood? " " I will guard our secret with my life Haro " " very good, make sure you do that and be back before time runs out on you because if you're somewhere and rogues scent you, they will not hesitate to kill you Beau, and before you ask a rogue is a wolf that does not belong to a pack and being away from the packs destroys their minds, they lose their humanity slowly which makes them very dangerous and you can know a rogue by their scent, they smell like rotting meat "

I swore. "I use a secret cave entrance at the mountains not too far from this lake. There's this cave at the far side of my kingdom and it's kind of like a labyrinth. It's believed to be cursed so not many people go there but I'm apparently different from the rest since I took a special liking for the place." She explained. "You're special Emberly, that's not difficult to see." I said and she pulled her wet hair behind her ear before clearing her throat and continuing.

“What witches?” The rogue shook his head, sobbing now. “They do things… things I’ve seen… things that can’t be fought. They curse packs, break minds, twist people into… into monsters.” Raven stepped back, breathing deeply as she processed the information. Luca placed a steadying hand on her shoulder, grounding her. “We’ll be ready,” Luca said quietly, his eyes never leaving the rogue. “If you lie, you won’t leave this room.” The rogue looked up, desperation on his face. “I’m not lying. I swear. He’s coming, and he’ll kill me for failing.”

I bite the first rogue's shoulder causing him to shout in agony while saying all the cursed he can remember, the second rogue then climbed on my back and he tried to choke me trying to help the first rogue but I didn't budge as I sank my fangs deeper into the first rogue's skin. "Fuck you! Fuck you!" The first rogue cuss sharply and punches me right in my face using his free hand and I can't help but scoff because he punches like a girl. What a fucking disappointment. I quickly ran towards the huge trunk as I was dragging the first rogue, when we were close to the huge trunk I slammed my back against the wood causing the rogue who was riding behind me to curse and shout in pain. I heard them

That was when Alyssia and Kristen decided to ask their own questions. "Okay, I didn't ask anything because everything seemed serious. "She turned to Nacen "What or who are rogues.?" "I knew you would like to know. Rogue are werewolves who have gone bad. They only think about killing and bad things. In short, they are bad news." He stated "and these rogue wolves have captured my cousin and his parents. We have to rescue them before its too late. My mother won't let me rest if she finds out that I did nothing to save her brother's family".

I can only assume that they believed I was taken home since it was so close to their coven. “You don’t have to be polite, dear,” Talia bats her eyelashes at my father, and I have to suppress the growl that is forming in my chest. “You can call them rogues. Just because your daughter is one…” “That is enough, Mother,” Erebus growls from his seat but Talia isn’t giving up so easily. “It is amazing that she only smells like a human. Since most rogues wreak of decaying flesh and trash,” Talia continues.