Good Names For Rogues Novels & Stories

He suddenly felt weak and vulnerable in the face of his anger. Yeah, well, he never gave her those chills however his title did. He was a rogue to her. And rogues were addressed as danger, homeless beasts who would rape and slave females. She-wolves were brought up with this particular information knocked into their heads since their birth that rogues were unfaithful. They can't be trusted. Girls were warned to run away from them if encountered any. Kill themselves if they didn't wish to die a painful death after being raped. Then how on earth could Lisa put him in her good books in spite of him being the nicest to her. He was still— a rogue.

Mason's voice dripped with fury as a low rumble began to grow in his chest. Danica could feel her heart stop at the one word that came out of Mason's mouth. A rogue? Mason had vaguely explained to her what rogues were earlier that day. Rogues were wolves that decided to go against morals. Instead they chose to go around killing for pleasure, they craved the kill. Most in the end wound up insane and became nothing more than vicious wild creatures in the end. Heart pounding she tried to find the rogue that was roaming around outside of the car.

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.

I’m not sure because I’ve stopped listening and have joined everyone else in this camp by stiffening and listening to the forest. It’s Cassian who makes the call as to what it is, and the tone of his voice is grave. “Rogues.” I don’t know much about my new shifter world yet, but I know enough to understand what that means. Rogues are wolves who have no pack, no kingdom, and no one to answer to. That makes them dangerous. “A lot of fucking nerve you have coming anywhere close to this camp,” Cassian adds, louder, his voice powerful and commanding.

she asked looking to her side as if she had been enjoying the carnival. “I can’t say for sure now but I think they are rogue wolves,” Alastor said, making her brows come together and look up at him. “Rogues, what are those?” she asked and stopping by a balloon seller he bought her a balloon as he talked to her. “Rogues are werewolves who don’t belong to a pack and remember what I told you about packs?” he asked, making her nod, “Yes so they are under no leader and are therefore free to roam and do whatever they want. Most rogues are criminals and outcasts that refuse to behave in a manner that protects other wolves but not all are bad, some of them are good too.”

My mother closes the mind link and stands next to my father, who checks our invites by the two Crescent Moon warriors. Rogues are wolves who have been banished or rejected from their packs. The majority of rogues are criminals; they have no rules or morals. They attack at the slightest sign of weakness, raping women and killing anyone in their path. In other words, they cause chaos and destruction.

I take a break from my work and hunt down and kill rogues that have gone insane. Unlike most werewolves, I don’t kill all rogues, just the ones that are insane. That is why I said that the werewolf treatment of rogues is a problem. Often, wolves who have gone rogue to escape a bad situation and are seeking shelter, are killed or imprisoned simply because they are rogues. Ugh. This annoys me so much. Innocent people are killed because of herd mentality. Why can’t the pack wolves see that some rogues are not bad?

he sighed, “Well, they were criminals…” I mumbled, “Rogues, darlings are not always criminals. My parents were rogue vampires for a while. A rogue is a person who is not in a pack or into society; it does not mean they committed a crime,” he sighed, and I squinted my eyebrows. “Are any of those guys the case?” I asked, and he took a deep breath. “No, two of them attacked a pack and killed several warriors, and the other one robbed a shop and killed the owner,” he said, and I took a deep breath.

He was meant to become one. His ruthless and dangerous power was the reason why rogues had their separate kingdoms otherwise most rogues are left on their own roaming around the Forrest only for any alpha of a powerful pack to end their lives. Gabriel's father and mother weren't rogues yet Gabriel and Ezekiel built their kingdoms taking only rogues in. All of the people in their kingdoms were rogues with werewolves rankings. It would be written in history that two powerful werewolf rogues had everything under their control. Even vampires and alpha packs fear them.

From that day on, I still looked for traces of you but I remained in charge of the kingdom to avoid losing a lot of innocent lives again,” he said and I sighed feeling guilty that he almost turned rogue because of me. Rogues are werewolves who had left the pack, gone mad and lost sense of reality. They are wild and don’t follow rules. They are mostly in wolf form and their bodies radiate a bad odor. You could compare them to a rabid dog which goes on a biting rampage. Not all rogues are bad though.