Dullahan Rogue Lineage Novels & Stories

Dylan growled in anger and in a flash, he pounced on the black rogue, ripping off a chunk of flesh, from his neck, shock registered on the rogue's face as he turned into his human form, he has heard rumors about how fast and quick the Alpha of blood moon can be but now he has seen for himself as he lay there bleeding profusely, his two men that had come out from behind the trees fell beside him, eyes unseeing and the third one had to run for his life, he wouldn't want to face the same fate as his friends, Dylan moved close to him, "you shouldn't have insulted my Luna" he whispered and without a second thought, he ripped out the heart of the rogue. "I see your skills are still intact, you do

"Thank you for everything." I thank Dylan and not if he can hear me, but I'm glad because without the force of that blast I wouldn't have enough power to accomplish what I needed to. With my trembling I make a cut across his chest on the left side, right above his heart, driving the dagger in so far that it touches and cuts his muscle and blood starts to flow. "I, Hope Black, Delta of the Silver Rage Pack, with the power of the Moon and Excalibur, reject the bond of the Silver Rage Pack and declare myself Rogue."

Rogues typically avoided events that hosted a high number of Alphas for the obvious reason. “Is their motivation money?” I ask Reid and John. “I don’t believe it is money, Kate, I think it is the recognition of ruining the event and the success with the alliance member,” Reid says. John adds, “If money is a motivation, it’s secondary. Most rogues want a reprieve from the rogue life.”. “Agreed, but once they start down that path it is almost impossible to be redeemed unless they are early on in their rogue experience,” I say. “Some have managed to come back from it, Kate. I remember a rogue named Lincoln who came back from being a rogue here about ten years ago. He did die helping to pr

“No. It is a trap. The Gully is full of the Rot.” I looked at Darius. I saw the worry in his brown eyes. But I also saw the pack. They were watching us. They were waiting for me to be weak. “I am a Rogue, Darius,” I whispered. “I have been hunting in the dark since I was a pup. I can do this.” I did not wait for him to say yes. I walked toward the gate. Two warriors led me to the edge of the Gully of Bones. It was a deep, dark crack in the earth. It smelled like wet fur and old death. They gave me a small knife and a piece of rope. That was all.

"Alpha, we have a visual on a transport. Southeast quadrant. Sending the link." Logan hissed a curse and signaled the pilot to dive. In the field, I had given up hope. I stared at the grey sky, hearing the distant, rhythmic thumping of rotors. "I'm going to break you," the rogue whispered, unbuckling his heavy belt to bind my wrists. Before the buckle could click, a shadow fell over us. A hand reached down, grabbed the rogue by the shoulder, and hurled him twenty feet across the field like a rag doll.

I implore, my voice brimming with determination. Sage's voice takes on a measured tone as he dives into the details of the encounter. "The rogue clan was known as the Bloodfangs," he begins, his eyes scanning the surroundings as if reliving the battle. "Their members were highly skilled fighters, each marked with the tattoo of a serpent entwined with a wolf on their wrists—a symbol of their unity and cunning." "They possessed a unique agility and strength," Sage continues, his words painting a vivid picture in my mind. "Their warriors moved with grace, striking swiftly and retreating with an uncanny precision. It was as if they were one with the shadows, blending seamlessly into the night."

"The Rogue Alpha is getting restless. He's sent a messenger saying he has information about Manel Methlock's operations in the Deadlands. Claims his rogue communities have been watching the area for months." "Then I guess it's time to meet this Rogue Alpha," Daren said. "This day just keeps getting more interesting." We walked out to the gates where a camp had indeed been established. Thirty or so rogues, all well-armed and disciplined, had set up with military precision. At the center stood a man who radiated authority despite having no pack. He was tall and powerfully built, with dark hair pulled back and eyes that gleamed with intelligence and barely contained wildness. When he saw us app

They had to train together as the war would not discriminate. Initially, some packs showed open hatred for the rogue pack. But that stopped when Summer blessed Darius and Hailey. As Hailey was never rogue and of alpha blood, when she eventually marked Darius in human form, the rogue scent became a thing of the past. In his life, Darius had killed many an alpha making him quite a strong alpha himself. His aura screamed power. So they renamed their pack of rogues The Moon Revived Pack. All the members were ecstatic. Not only were they in a formal pack, but they also had a Luna and three heirs. A few from the former rumble pack, who had settled in with other packs, were surely happy for Darius

Leo was shredding every rogue he could lay hands on to pieces but it seems they were more than expected as they keep coming out from the bushes and we're attacking. Valerie was scared as she wished no one to get hurt. Suddenly, she started experience weird feelings in her body and all of a sudden, the world became dark. While the rogues we're attacking, Leo kept fighting, he knew they were much but he was willing to kill them all for the sake of his mate. All of a sudden, a whirlwind blew it's way into the fight and everyone stopped on their tracks and turned to the direction of the whirlwind. Out of the bush appeared Valerie. Leo was dumbfounded, Valerie looked differently, and she was no l