Female Rogue Characters Novels & Stories

I couldn’t afford to be caught, and if I was, I would fight to death. But my wolf had other plans. She swirled inside me, fighting for control, refusing to back down. She wanted to stay. She wanted to stand her ground and fight. “Oh, it’s a female,” a voice taunted from my right, followed by another on my left. Both rogues were ugly and terrifying, their red, glowing eyes sending a chill down my spine. The sight of them dragged me back to the first time I tried to escape the rogues, before I met Logan.

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.

It was indeed a rogue. A female rogue... with a hint of vanilla in her scent!

I struggled to get free, but a menacing growl sounded in my ear, stopping me instantly. “Do you know what happens to an unmated female rogue?” he hissed into my ear. I didn’t respond, so he pulled my arm higher, sending a fresh wave of pain through my body. “Answer me, Omega,” he commanded in his beta voice. I whimpered at the powerful voice and nodded my head. I knew full well, I had heard the stories of females being taken to be sold to the highest bidder. A werewolf can stand a lot of damage, way more than a human, and there were sick fucks out there who got off on that shit. The unmated females were considered not just valuable for selling, but for being used by the rogues.

It is the easiest way to fight creatures like this. Blood and dismembered wolves are falling left and right as we work our way to the front door. Only a couple of warriors have been claimed along the way. I now know why the sight froze Vanessa. I have never seen a rogue claim an ordinary wolf, but the sight is brutal. Especially since all our warriors are males and female rogues are the ones claiming them. I never thought a male could be raped until now. Arne pushes open the palace door as I rip out one of the last rogue's throat. A quick scan of the battlefield is reassuring. More than 80% of our men are still standing, and only a few rogues remain. I shift back and enter the palace in huma

The fieriness in her eyes dissipated. "Why do you take those if you're free?" I asked. "Unlike Wolves, Berserkers shift in relation to strong emotions. This is mainly to help when I'm feeling angry." "The mention of William makes you angry?" Rosie scoffed, not at me, but at the mention of him. "Oh yeah. He's messed with my family too many times. Can't stand him. I also can't stand what he did to you." A moment of silence passed between us. But it felt comfortable. Rosie made me comfortable. But with food in my belly, I was ready to get to business. "So how am I going to repay you for all this?"

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

“I still have to survive the council first. I don’t know much about your world, but it’s obvious that rogues are not liked. I didn’t realize before that I wasn’t only protecting my freedom, I was also breaking your laws.” I might as well begin using the lies needed to build my innocent image. His eyes stayed sharp, and I was not sure he believed me. “Rogues are usually trouble. Without the stability of a pack, they lose control of their beasts. We were not created to live alone. It affects the animal’s instincts and mind. But you are very different. You are one of the most stable rogue shifters I’ve ever seen who has lived without a pack since a young age. I think you’ll be fine.”

A red dragon with a half moon tail. “th—oh,” I said quietly, taking a slight step back. “That’s not possible…” But it was there. And as clear as daylight. “What are you?” I asked more to myself than to her. She rolled uneasily but did not answer. Her eyes were too cloudy and her body looked too weak. She looked like someone who had simply been consumed and then thrown up by the forest. I crouched lower still, feeling warry. This had to be the moon goddess. It looked so much like her signature move. “She looks like her, she smells like her… and you leave this mark?” I said brushing a hand across my face “Of all the ways to mock me…” I scoffed to myself.

Rogues steer clear of human towns and other wear wolves are unlikely to try to invade for risk of exposing themselves. Following Darien inside he shows me where I can put my clothes and shift. I call Braxton forward, feeling him pass through me and take control. Light grey hair sprouting all over my body, joints snapping, I’m brought to my knees. Twisting and contorting my body changing shape. It wasn’t as painful this time and within a few minutes I was once again a passenger in my body.