Knuckles Kissing Rouge Novels & Stories

I whispered harshly. "You have your hand around my throat and I'm pinned to a wall with handcuffs around my wrist. I would be an idiot to lie," he shrugged and I quickly released him. I watched as he fell to the floor and moved his hands to rub his neck which was now a strange mix of purple and blue. I smirked proudly to myself knowing he would be showcasing that bruise for a good two weeks thanks to the silver chains around his wrists limiting the access he had to his wolf.

My lips tear from the effect of the slap, and I bend from the effect of the punch. “Your mother put us in here! We deserve revenge for ruining our lives!” a lady who obviously holds a lot of grudge against my mother screams, landing me another slap that forces blood out of my lips. You're here because you committed a crime... morons. “Die!” they all say in unison, hitting their tables to create a very horrifying rhythm. “Die!” “Die!” “Dieeeeee!” I lick my torn lips, wincing in pain as soon as my tongue touches the wound. Then, I clutch my chest in a very dramatic way.

I managed to shut the door but the rouge slammed himself against the bar, pushing me back I almost lost my grip of the door but I managed to keep it shut. The rouge reached his right from leg in and buried his claws in my left shoulder, dragging in down my arm until he reached my elbow. Pain exploded in my entire body and I couldn't stop the scream from climbing up my throat. The right rouge continued on to scratch my fingers so I'd let go of the door. I almost let go but a small shoes came flying from behind me ad hits the rouge right at the spot I'd hit him with the rock.

“A perfect face is without blemish. Look at this obvious mole. You do flatter yourself” I caught her by the wrist and before she could draw her hands away, I planted soft kisses on her knuckles, not breaking eye contact. Her eyes softened, awe sparkling in them. “Not only did I get to kiss your knuckles, I got you to look at me” That was when she snapped out of it and forced her hand away from my grip. “Shit…” She cussed, blinking away. I smiled, kissing her softly on the cheeks. “Now that I have gotten you to look at me, what is the problem,”

Same broad frame and same sense of control. "You must be Roxanne." He said smoothly, extending a hand. "So this is the woman who managed to make my son decide to return back home for a traditional wedding." I hesitated a moment, then smiled. "Yes…I’m Roxanne." I noticed the skull ring on his finger just before he took my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing the back gently. Chivalry mixed with danger. "You’re even more stunning than I expected." He added, still holding my gaze. "And those eyes...I’ve seen that green somewhere before. But I can’t quite place it."

One of the rouges muttered. "He is so fast, we won't be able to win," Another rouge said. "We are the one outnumbered, not him," The rouge who spoke out the first time said again. Roy rushed to them and grabbed one of them by the neck. He snapped off his neck and threw him against the others so they they fell to the ground.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

Five rouges from coming from the direction of the packhouse, five from north and ten from the south, here were twenty rouges coming from different directions. Two brownish-grey ones were coming towards Stella, she quickly bit down the neck of one of them ripped his artery, she dodged an attack from the second one which Jackson then jumped on. Stella rammed into one of the black rouges that were attacking Clara and took it by the neck, swinging him around causing him to fly into the trunk of a tree. ’Where the fuck is the Alpha?’ Evan yelled through the mind link. Jackson had two rouges on his flank and one of them managed to bite down on his hind leg, Jackson had a death grip o the other one