Jae Romance Rogue Trader Novels & Stories

I stormed out of the room, unable to be close to her any longer. Ever since the day I saw Alison on the battleground, I’ve been unable to get her out of my mind! I even ran into a physical problem when Otsana tried to seduce me! I never had that problem before! It was infuriating! Then I find out that Alison is the rogue king’s lost daughter, and she had been living here all this time, which meant the rogue king had more than enough reason to wage war against us.

“I was paid to sneak into your territory. Paid to wear an Ashmoor uniform and make a scene at the bathhouse.” “Who paid you?” “I never got a name,” the rogue said. “But it was an Alpha. Big guy, dark hair, green eyes. Looked like you, actually, but taller and meaner.” My blood ran cold at that. The description was all too familiar. Had Andrei truly hired a rogue to torment the women in my pack? Why? “He gave me the uniform and told me exactly what to do,” the rogue went on. “Said he just wanted to cause a distraction and that no one would get hurt.”

ISABELLA Jas looked around to make sure that the rogue didn’t have any more friends. She tried sniffing the air to follow the scent of the witch, but that disappeared as soon as the smoke did. If witches were involved, this just got more dangerous. Why would there rogues, let alone witches, be in our territory? I wondered as Jas ran towards Rio just in time to see him swipe the rogue’s head off in one move. "Show off," I sneered as I watched Rio prancing around the body of the rogue.

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.

Travis arrived at the border and saw the warriors forcefully pinning down the rogue on the ground. He had bulkly physique and a dark disheveled hair. Travis squatted in front of him and harshly cupped his face to get a closer look. The rogue is shooting daggers at him, his dark eyes is telling him that he wanted him dead. "What do you want, rogue?" he asked. Rogues can't be trusted. They are savages and have no emotions at all. They are the ones who succumbed to the bad side. The rogue sneered at him trying to shake the warriors off of him.

Arthur laughed, a dark smile curved his lips, “Then you’ll join your parents.” “What?” Adam choked, feeling the bonds of the pack disappear along with the beginnings of a mating bond vanish. Maggie gasped and stumbled, looking horrified as she looked at Arthur. Arthur met her gaze, “You don’t deserve an idiot for a mate, Maggie.” Her eyes turned glossy, and she stood straight with a stiff nod. “I-It’s good to see you, Arthur.” Arthur nodded as Adam let out a wail, “That’s not fair! I don't want to become a rogue! I shouldn’t be punished with them! Mate. I want to choose my mate!”

She then notices the another figure in the room and her gaze flicks around, landing on me. " Uhm... Mira, who's this?" She asks, pulling away from her daughter. Miranda smiles nervously, scratching her hair. " Um, mom? That's my... Boyfriend. His name is Jonas" Miranda slowly mutters, a blush staining her cheeks. I walk up to her, stretching my hands for a shake, just the way I've watched them in the television. She gingerly takes it, eyeing me curiously. I bring out my most dazzling simile.

Jasper said, calm as stone. “He says…” The Rogue’s voice thinned, but he pushed it through his teeth anyway. “He says return the heir. Bring her to the clearing under the Blood Moon with the staff. Bend. He will spare your mothers and your pups. He will let the Holdfast keep its roof a little longer.” Rage rose in me so fast I had to swallow it like bile. “He took my mother.” The Rogue looked at me with something like pity, which cleaved me. “He took what he always takes,” he said. “He thinks the taking is love if he calls it that.”

The second I enter the main hall, I see three warriors pinning a struggling man against the floor. The scent hits me immediately. Not from my pack. Rogue. My aura darkens dangerously. The rogue laughs weakly despite blood running from his mouth. “There she is…” he rasps while looking upstairs directly toward Jasmine’s scent. Every instinct inside me becomes lethal instantly. “What do you want with her?” I growl. The rogue grins. Then says the one sentence that makes the entire room freeze. “The cursed Luna belongs to the Shadow Wolves.”

“Rowan risen from the dead. The Moon throws lightning at farmers. Or my favorite: that Kael actually smiled at someone in the capital and three nobles swooned.” “Two nobles swooned,” Jace corrected. “And that was from fear.” He tapped the parchment. “No. This is about rogues.” Aria’s shoulders tensed. “What about them?” she asked. “Traders from the south‑east say bands that were scattered before are organizing,” Jace said. “Not just raiding. Gathering. Meeting in the wild places on purpose.” “Rogue packs,” Talia said. “That’s not new.”