Fierce Twisted Rogue Novels & Stories

I walk to Hector slowly and he sobs, big, ugly, heaving breaths as I wrap the end of the pliers around his pinky finger. "Why?" I ask. "He thought—" I yank hard, breaking the finger, and he screams. I give him a moment and put the pliers on the next finger. "Why?" I repeat. "Italians paid—" I yank, breaking the finger. He screams and begs and gibbers something meaningless. I wrap the pliers around the next finger. "Eros," Lycus says. "Let him speak." "I'm not ready to listen yet." I tight my grip, snarling.

I didn’t know what to do or say, so I chose to ignore their scrutinizing eyes. “Hey, rogue. Learn to show some respect to the ranking members if you wanna stay,” said the blond guy around my age. “Too bad. You just said I’m a rogue, and I don’t know any of you except for Alpha Califf and Beta Duke.” Before I could turn my back, I was already pressed against the wall, knocking out the air in my lungs, almost crashing my windpipe. I didn’t flinch. Instead, I met his blazing dark eyes. He was an enforcer, and I could smell his rage seeping through him.

“She is mostly after the same group of rogues we are patiently staying ready and on guard for. She has no information about them and obviously has no skill whatsoever. One more day in the forest and she might die. She has to live to avenge her pack that was stolen from her.” Mike scoffed in disbelief, throwing his hands in the air. “Is there something more to this that you aren't telling me?” Mike asked Luke. “Because that is a rogue in there, who could be a potential spy, and you are instructing us to give her princess treatments? It is like I am the only one who’s thinking here.” “Are you questioning my orders with me right now?” Luke gave Mike a stern look. “Are you perhaps the new alpha?

“You have twenty minutes to leave this pack or face the consequences rogue!. The gamma of the pack rudely said to me as he kicked me in my stomach. I scream as I feel the pain. But I knew if I keep lying down there, they will carry out their threats and actually harm me. So With the little strength that I have left, I got up and did the only thing a rogue knows how to do. I ran. **** It’s been two days since I have been running non-stop. I was tired both physically, emotionally and mentally. Being a rogue means that you can be attacked or killed by any pack, vampires or hunters or other rogues. Every pack thinks every rogue is bad. That is basically because before you will get banned from yo

Something in the ancient rogue physiology that was altered by years of Veil Forest. It came again, straight this time. I dropped my shoulder and met it low and drove forward with everything my hindquarters had and the impact drove us both back toward the tunnel entrance. The rogue's back hit the broken stone frame of the opening and I felt the resistance of it through my own body. Three hundred and eighty pounds of Red Claw Alpha pressing an ancient rogue into the frame of the tunnel it came through. My jaws found its throat. The rogue stopped thrashing. In my peripheral vision Zayden was back on his feet. The first rogue lay motionless on

How dare they? I grab the first stupid rogue who stands in my way by the neck, my protracted claws digging into his flesh with ease. I don’t bother looking as I tear out his throat. Through the side of my eye, I see one rogue lift Lia’s unconscious body on the back of another shifted rogue, and he disappears into the night. And at the same time, the remaining fourteen rogues shift to their scrawny wolf form, all facing me. They all step forward, almost as if controlled by a force, their leader growls loudly in my face, tears dripping from its tongue.

I could feel the horror look on the faces of other betrayals captured in the red den. "You will talk," I snarled, burying his teeth into the rogue's shoulder, "Or I will make you wish you had." After torturing the first wolf, I moved to the next, a wiry, agile rogue with eyes like amber. This one was tougher, his muscles tense as he tried to twist free from his bonds. I, however, was relentless. I clamped his my on the rogue's bicep, tearing through flesh and bone, the rogue's whimpers turning into screams.

The entire arena was a blood bath, clashes of teeth and claws. The rogues moved like shadows, unlike the behavior of a typical rogue which was mindless with only a desire to kill. These ones had a mission. They were quick and aggressive. They were coordinated. I didn’t wait. I launched into the fray and Leo took charge once I turned into my wolf, tackling a rogue mid-lunge. My claws sank into his side, throwing him into a tree. Another came from the left Christopher intercepted, his teeth sank into the rogue’s neck ripping it clean off. The rogue’s head hit the ground seconds later.

I flinched at that, but I regained my strength and courage so soon and I opened my thighs again, expecting the Alpha to see the star sign clearly painted on it. “I knew this earlier…” the rogue said, adding a chuckle to his words. “Hahaha! This woman is empowered, Alpha Thane!” He turned to the Alpha immediately and bowed, dropping his sword down flat to the ground. Alpha Thane frowned his face and placed his hands on the rogue's neck, twisting it rigidly. “You're too weak to be hired!” Alpha Thane uttered, as his fingers began to grow spikes that the rogue started bleeding. “I have no more need of you…”

He purred, calling my name in the most malicious manner I ever heard. His back was behind me, larger than my brother. He turned around my direction. I ducked. His amber eyes gleamed with wild fury just like the stories my brother, Rowan told me: Rogues are unpredictable, untethered by pack law, and dangerous to all who crossed their paths. And here I am: face to face with one of them. Perhaps one of the fiercest of them given his size— “There you are.” He grabbed my wrist and pinned me on the earth. I struggled beneath him with a shrill.