Giantess Rouge Novels & Stories

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."

The ceiling fell in a rain of white dust and twisted metal. Standing above the ruins was a monster that had my daughter’s face. Elle wasn't a baby in a blanket anymore. She was thirty feet of shining silver armor, a giant made of liquid metal and rage. Her eyes were like two golden suns, burning so bright I had to look away. "Mother," the giant whispered. The sound wasn't a voice. It was a vibration that rattled my bones and made the glass in the room explode.

Now… What is the perfect colour to bring a man to his knees? Red. I chose the sexiest dress from the wardrobe. Slipping it on, I just about got it zipped up. It was tiny, with my height it just about covered my behind, my legs were on full display. Applying some smoky eye make-up and deep red lipstick, I finished off with some highlighter. Putting on some heels and curling my black locks before running my fingers through them. Finishing with a touch of fragrance, I looked in the mirror for a moment. It felt like I was Morgana Araton, princess of the Sanguine Empire, once again.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

Giselle’s voice buzzed in my ear, but I forced myself to sink back into my leather seat, trying to look relaxed while my blood roared like a furnace. I couldn't hear a single word Giselle was saying. My attention was entirely zeroed in on the stranger across the floor. Her hair was a breathtaking, vibrant shade of deep red a rich crimson that caught the ambient chandelier light and seemed to shimmer with every subtle, fluid movement of her head. The way she moved, and even her scent... it carried a terrifying resemblance to Jasmine. But this woman oozed an overwhelming aura of confidence and raw sensuality, completely aware that she held the entire room under her thumb.

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.

Maybe they are just friends I almost say but realise that Rogue has never been just friends with any woman. The lady in question is a beautiful Lady with long straight black hair and thick curves, the one I know Rogue loves and she has a red mini gown on that exposes her thigh down to her flawless long legs. My emotions are raging within me, from fury to hatred and I can feel the jealousy eating me up inside and I turn away from them before I am unable to help myself and do something stupid. .

"It turns out that the blood ball was causing trouble." The so-called Rock Giant was just a light ball that looked like a blood one. It had a kind of spiritual fluctuation close to life, which was extremely strange. The Rock Giant seemed to be born with the ability to control rocks, so it condensed rocks into a body. However, the ball of flame was very aggressive. Even though it was compressed in his palm by Ding Hao's strength, it still kept jumping and struggling, releasing a harsh low roar. "Meow! How dare he be so arrogant after being captured! I can't stand it anymore!"