Dzin Rogue Lineage 소설 & 이야기

" I cut him off with a cough. Their attention was turned to me, " who is this?" Blondie asked " she's the rogue we just caught dumbass" sadist answered irritatedly. Blondie's eyes widened " the rogue is a 'she'?"" Yes fool! I told you through the mind link" sadist said fustratedly.

The name hit the room like a stone dropped into still water. Lydia. Zane’s mother. The rogue. I heard Zane’s sharp intake of breath. Felt it through the bond like a blade between my ribs. “That’s not possible,” he said quietly. “She was born three years after you left,” Darius said. “After Lydia went rogue. After everything that happened between us.” He looked at the girl in the cage at Sera and something in his eyes flickered with an emotion that made my stomach turn. Not cruelty. Worse than cruelty. Complicated, fractured guilt. “She carries both bloodlines. Lydia’s rogue blood and mine. The elders believed that combination made her dangerous. That if she came into her shift, she would b

Dorian releases my hand and, in the same motion, steps past me, blade lifted, stance shifting from lover-slow to lethal. --- The first rogue breaks the treeline without a sound. Gaunt, eyes glazed like river glass, jaw slack. He moves like a puppet pulled by a too-eager child—fast where no muscle should allow, jerky where grace should live. “Behind,” Dorian says. I pivot. The second rogue drops from a branch, fingers hooked into claws. I cut low and across; Hollowflame licks my blade’s edge, a thin comet-tail. The rogue splits cleanly.

Drystan replied, his voice filled with determination. He lunged forward, taking out three rogues in quick succession. Killian followed, his claws and teeth a blur as he carved a path through the enemy. For a moment, it seemed like we might win. But then the air shifted, growing colder, darker. “He’s here,” Nova whispered, her voice trembling. The Rogue King emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding, his eyes glowing with a predatory light. He was taller than I’d imagined, his frame imposing, his movements fluid and deliberate.

Zara hated this part the most, waiting, this was when doubt started to creep in. “The rogues are good at one thing and one thing alone, attacking in stealth, striking hard and fast, and disappearing into the night, they would not risk a drawn-out battle. They will try to go for the alpha king as fast as possible.” Joel nodded, everything that Zara said sounded correct. “What if you are wrong?” Dion queried in a harsh voice. Zara gave him a cold look over her shoulder and he fell silent, she looked forward again and took a deep breath.

But unknown to Zion, one rogue tails him from behind, readying to strike. In a move too fast for the human eye to follow, I leap over and knock the rogue away. It lands with a thud and before it can even get back up, I claw at it, sinking my teeth into its back. My grip is ferocious, the rogue’s bone cracks in many places and it bleeds far too heavily for its healing factor to kick in. The rogue stops fighting back and sags underneath me. It is dead. ‘I didn’t need your help,’ Zion catches his breath and snaps through our mind link. He does not appreciate my help.

Julian’s POV Dawn mist clung to the valley floor as Rogue forces prepared for the assault on Riverside Settlement. Forty-three fighters spread through the treeline, their faces painted with ritual scars that marked them as followers of the Rogue King’s inner circle. I wore the same black combat gear as the others, but underneath lay silver mesh armor and weapons that would serve very different purposes when the battle began. “Remember,” called the Rogue King, “terror is the primary objective. We want survivors to spread stories about Rogue strength and territorial weakness.”

In an instant, the winged serpent clone turned into a cloud of dust and dissipated with the wind. ‘Drogo Rogers, a Horizon Peak’s Academy initiate whose power was a testament to the fact that he had been the peak’s initiate for a long time. His sword skill is probably at the level of Agility of level five or even higher!’ thought Zephyr. He began to wonder why Drogo was so h*llbent on killing him when he had never done him any wrong. It was a good thing it was only a clone he was attacking and not the real Zephyr. Were that to be the real Zephyr, he was sure he would have been seriously injured.

Elaine, an Omega,had spent all her life being prepared for a prestigious mate by her family. To them nothing was more important than an elite match for their last daughter but things would change when the Rogue Alpha Maxwell, a banished heir of the royal family storms in and claims her against her will. What begins with rivalry turns into unwavering passion and desire for each other. Eventually pregnant with Alpha Maxwell's forbidden heir, Elaine carries a child prophesied to be the destroyer of the current monarchy and one who will either unite or destroy the packs forever.She would live her life protecting her pup while fighting beside her ferocious Alpha.

I let out quietly, and suddenly I feel him growl deeply into my neck before he begins kissing my neck slowly, his grip tightening around my body as I feel him tense. "Mine..." He lets out with a low groan, his tone possessive as he keeps me closer to him. I press my lips together and force myself to breathe normally, but I don't manage it. I bring my hands to his chest in an attempt to push him away, but I only find myself pulling him closer. I can't believe this is happening to me right now. Cole Drakov is the Rogue King... and here he is... having me pinned against a tree as he kisses my neck and claims me as his... and the worst part is...