Gambit X Rogue Novels & Stories

I notice a warrior who has three rogues on him. I race over and rip a rogue off the warrior who is already wounded. The rogue I tore off him had been going for the death bite. He caught some of the warrior’s skin tearing it off with him. I jump on the back of the rogue and bite his neck, ripping out his throat in the process.

The playful smirk dimmed as he emotionlessly glared at the Alpha whose heart had started being embraced by dread. "I am Ezekiel Blade, The Rogue King." _______________________________________ You can pronounce his name as. Eee-zee-ki-Uhl. So our psycho Rogue's name is out. Do share your thoughts. It took me a lot of time to choose it as Ezekiel's personality is damn strong, intimidating, and psychotic. So I didn't know what to choose. In the end, I finally grab this name. Hopefully, it's fine. Next will be updated soon. Keep on liking and commenting. Till the next adios.

“Is that…?” I couldn’t even answer. Gab. He stood there fearlessly, facing the rogues without a hint of fear. His eyes were cold and sharp, locked on them. His face showed no emotion, yet his presence alone was enough to make them step back in fear. The rogues took a step back. One of them growled. “It’s him?” Another rogue tried to attack him, but Gab caught his wrist mid-air and twisted it. A loud snap echoed. The rogue screamed before Gab slammed him into a tree.

Harrison offered. “Thanks, but no thanks. Being rogue suits me if you haven’t noticed. It lets me walk in and out of any pack I need to and makes it easier to blend into things when I’m around humans,” Hayden said. “Let’s go inside so I can talk to Mimi and find out everything she knows.”

Instead of arguing or bantering with him, so I take of running. I see Jaxon and Matt behind me and warriors coming. In front of me I could count twelve rogues. This will be easy. Rogues fight dirty but I’m not one to fight fair either. Not with my abilities. I slam my body into the first rogue and I send him flying against a tree. Then I flip and charge at two more rogues that are snarling at me. I clamp my jaw on the neck of one and kick the other one in the chest with my hind legs and sending him hurling over branches as I snap the neck of the one in my grasp.

"It's been a while since I last had the chance to join the others. I'm not really a hunter anymore, I've been labelled an assassin, and this is the job I do. If you want me to be honest - you are lucky. You are lucky because you get to fight each other and show off your skills while getting little to no injury. My case is a little different. You'd be surprised to see the battle scars I have under these clothes. As an assassin, I can no longer train with humans. I have to keep my senses alert at all times, and for that, there is only one creature I can train with - rogue." Emmy moves a little closer to me and whispers. "Excuse my ignorance, but what are rogues?" Oh, crap. I hadn't expected th

“Told us he was a gamma, back in his pack. Asked if we could buy them a round. Said they were on the lamb. Running for something. I don’t remember what.” “Where were they going?” I asked urgently. “No idea,” the rogue shrugged. “But we bought them a round. The lucid one, he told us about how he’d been exiled. Used to be a gamma? Is that true?” I nodded. I was confused. Lucid one? On the lamb? These two were making it sound like…like Adrian and Storm were in some kind of trouble. “And the other one?” I asked. “He was real pretty,” the rogue said, licking his lips. A sly smile crossed his face. “REAL pretty. That ex-gamma was one lucky man. I’d give my left nut to have a pretty boy like that a

I need to baby that leg, if I get pushed on it it will give out again and I am at risk if two rogues are over me when fighting. As I continue moving back and forth waiting for them to make the first move, the first rogue runs at me swiping at my front paw. He catches it tearing the skin. As he flies by I catch his neck and slam him to the ground. As the other rogue jumps again on my back, I finish the first rogue off by clawing his stomach; his intestines pour out. He can’t survive that attack and is quickly dying.

I look around the battlefield again and I see a pup and her mother who didn't make it to the safehouse and 3 rogues are advancing on them so I rush towards them and jump on the back of one rogue biting down on it's throat until it stops moving then I face the other two rogues who attack me and I dodge as I look at the mother and child and gesture with my head to run and they do. The two rogues attack me again, and I scratch one in the face with my claws, distracting it while I bite down on the other rogue's throat, tearing out his throat. The other rogue attacks me from behind, and I kick it away with my hind legs before turning around and biting at its neck, but it dodges and somehow manage

“Did you think you could lay your filthy hands on what’s ours and live to tell about it?” The rogue whimpered, clawing at Xavier’s wrist, but Xavier didn’t let go. Instead, he ripped out his heart. The limp body dropped, but Xavier barely looked at it before stepping over it like trash and moving for the next. Rolex was a storm of rage, moving so fast I could barely see him. He tackled two rogues at once, his claws tearing through muscle, his movements a deadly dance. One rogue tried to run, but he caught him by the throat, slamming him against a tree so hard the trunk cracked.