Female Human Rogue Novels & Stories

I felt completely fucking sick over it. You can’t always try to make sense of a rogue attack. Sometimes those bastards do it just because they can. Maybe they’re bored. But they certainly have no issue taking the spoils of war, namely the females. The human females wouldn’t last long with a rogue, they’d probably snap them in half.

" 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.

Damon explained it to her so patiently. "W...what are you?" She couldn't help but ask. A chilling smirk appeared on his face, if not for his hold on her she would've stepped away from him. His aura looked dark and vicious. "I'm the King of the rogues." He announced his title, making her gulp. She knows what rogue meant and if what she thinks was right then-

When his beta had informed him that they had caught a new rogue, his first reaction had been to leave it to his men to figure out what to do about him. "It's a woman, Alpha." That had caught his interest. There were hardly ever female rogues. For a woman to be sent out of her pack, it meant that she had been wronged or that she was a traitor. Usually, it was mostly the latter, so he wanted to check it out for himself.

The rogue inched closer and closer and I thought that it would be the end of me. But then suddenly, a little girl with flaming red hair came out of nowhere rushing towards the rogue and she touched it. Her touch was magical for as soon as the rogue felt her presence, it turned back into human form and was subdued. It even bowed to her before it took off into the woods, leaving me unscathed.

I would not just roll over for him. As a rogue you take the position that you control your life. You have the power over your body. But as a female, that’s all bullshit. You don’t control anything. The only thing I ever had going for me was that I scared the shit out of males. The ones that had seen me fight, wanted to keep their body parts intact so they didn’t try and touch me. The ones that didn’t know what I was capable of had often heard of my reputation and just left me alone. Why fight a female when so many are willing to just lay down without question?

the woman says of me. I feel tears well up. She is right. Rogues do have a scent that identifies them as a rogue. I look at her, “I am not standing in your way; you can have him,” I say quietly. She looks at me in disgust. “You will not even fight for him, rogue? You are pathetic,” she says spitting in my direction.

We have 30 rogues coming straight towards us an two of them leap for Rebel. She snarls and shifts in the air taking the first rogue by his throat and snapping his neck before they hit the ground. The second rogue goes to jump on her back but she twists under him a rips through his underbelly and guts him like a fish. They both lay there dead. I’m fighting a rogue and watching at the same time and I’m shocked and full of pride. My mate is a fucking killer. She sees three rogues attacking one of my warriors and she kicks one off while taking a chunk out of another’s back leg.

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

The girl croaks out, then raises her head to look in my direction. Mate. I have no idea how my wolf said this word in my head, but he did, shocking the living daylight out of me because I didn't expect it. "We don't know if she might wreak havoc in our pack. Because we were informed that she ran away before she got exiled." Elder Matteo holds his hand out as he explains for emphasis from his seat, staring at the girl with distrust. "She has to be punished for trespassing because she is nothing but a rogue now."