Giantess Rouge Novels & Stories

An unknown Female entered the kitchen holding a small white box with a red cross on the front of it – Her Amber eyes laid-on Seth’s face, he had a very large purple bruise on his jaw – Looks like he got the tar beat out of him- a second time at that. Jax’s eyes never shifted away from the plump medium built frame of the beautiful woman with Long Brown chestnut hair, sweet painted red lips like fresh roses. his eyes trailed up and down her body especially to the semi large mounds that couldn’t hide underneath her thin black tank top. Mentally thinking to himself he must one day thank her parents for making such a creature.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

There were people in the corridor, humans, so I had to control myself so as not to shift in anger and show this crazy bitch who was stronger. She ignored my question and continued in her slander. "You're not even pretty, I could understand if you were pretty, but you're not. Not even slightly attractive. You are nothing but a filthy rouge" she hissed at me. "Okay listen up little-miss-not-so-perfect" I snapped moving closer and pushing my face into hers. "I don't know who are you, or whatever the fuck you want, but if you ever cross me again you can see why so many people fear rouges" I threatened her.

rumble at the back of my throat. “Sure you are,” I replied courtly but refused to take her hand. What? I wasn’t about to put any part of my body in her hands or give her the chance to hurt me. But looking at her, I understood why the Moon Goddess would pair this woman with the infamous Rouge werewolf. She was an alpha female…

Sike and Nessa were closer to the entrance, like they always were, ready to run if something came. Just a dream. The same dream. The one I had been having for as long as I could remember. I wiped the sweat off my face and tried to slow my breathing. It never got easier. Every time I saw that woman fall, every time I heard that little girl scream, I woke up feeling like I had been the one hit by that arrow. . . . My name is Lila. I am twenty years old, and I have been a rogue my whole life.

"We've got a new face." Four heads turned. Gia was the first to rise. Her beauty was loud—curves wrapped in crimson velvet, with hair like molten gold and a mouth made for trouble. She moved like fire, slow and consuming, and her gaze skimmed over Aurora like a critic judging a rare gem. Kim and Ariana followed. Ariana wore rhinestones on her collarbone like armor, her cheekbones sharp enough to slice. Kim was quieter, darker, with a gaze that could flay a man alive or lull him into a dream.

Just then, Matteo burst in, his gun firing in rapid succession. The remaining fell one after another, collapsing onto the marble floor. He crossed the room and looked at my bleeding arm. "Are you okay? Do you want me to patch you up?" "I'm fine." I wiped the blood from my face and pointed at the bodies on the floor. "Did Sebastian send them?" "No one else has the guts." Matteo tore a miniature bug from the assassin's collar. "This belongs to the Aurelis. It bears their mark. It looks like the Passinis and the Aurelis decided to join hands."

Suddenly, like magic, something started rising from beneath the red sea. It was a flame of fire shaped like a human. A huge, giant woman suddenly stood tall like a mighty iroko tree. Her long hair flowed down to her knees, with some smokes curling from the tips. Her eyes were glowing bloody red, and her skin was made of hot coals—real burning coal.

Ramantha makes noise by hitting her stick to the ground, every one immediately silences. "TERESA ROGE!" Ramantha yells and after a few seconds the door just at the right of the throne bursts open, revealing something extremely giant. A lady triple my size, triple my height enters the room and roars. Oh fuck! This is her right hand? Is she even a human? She is a vamp! She is giant! She is a giant vampire! "Talavera!" Ramantha yells and the crowd again goes insane. Everyone starts to move here and there with things in their hands.