Lonely Rogue's Love Novels & Stories

She stared at the door, “go away.” She heard the footfalls receding slowly. She smiled at the rogue, “I will be right back.” Outside, she saw Avery walking as slowly as a tortoise, “Avery, make sure no one comes to this side. Includes you.” She returned and asked, “your name, love?” The rogue was beaten severely, he was bleeding. “You won’t die. Come on, the blood you shed is a lot more than the one coming out of you. I won’t repeat.”

The rogue placed a glass of water on the table in front of Agatha, then bowed his head. "Ah, thank you." Agatha turned her head briefly without looking at the rogue for longer. And afterward, Agatha immediately drank the water brought by the rogue. "Hm ... why does it feel so hot right now?" Agatha muttered as she undid one button of her shirt. The rogue, who was still behind Agatha, smiled with satisfaction as it seemed like the aphrodisiac he put into the water was working on Agatha's body. "What's wrong, Luna?" asked the rogue pretending to be worried.

My pulse pounded in my ears as I took in their ragged appearances, the hunger in their eyes, I was surrounded. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” One of the rogues snarled, circling me like a predator stalking its prey. “Alpha’s little mate, alone in the woods, and forgotten.” I tried to back away but the first rogue still had me in his grasp. “Please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I'll go, just let me go, please.” The rogues laughed, a cold, heartless sound that sent chills down her spine. “You're not going anywhere Luna,” the leader said, stepping closer. “You’re worth more to us than you think”

"But if Jonathan is worried, then that has me worried as well. I need you to go after her. Be the man I married, the rogue who faces danger no matter the risks." Lucien's face grew hard, and Jonathan saw there the man he'd once been, the man who had dueled his own friend on Christmas Day in the name of love. The man who'd risked his life running into a burning gardener's cottage to save Horatia and Cedric's lives. That spirit was why the League of Rogues had once been unstoppable. The fine hairs rose on the back of Jonathan's neck as he was filled with hope again. "Who the devil ever put those silly notions in her head?" Lucien muttered.

After the bartender handed me the drinks, I turned to head back over to the table. Rosie had stepped away, leaving Sera alone to flirt with Levi. I swear Rosie became rabid wherever Levi was concerned. They were very on-and-off, and I guess right now, it was on. I wouldn't be surprised if Rosie snuck off to his truck for "one last time." It was never the last time. I placed Rosie's beer next to her and she winked a thank-you at me. Rosie was talking about her crops and Levi, tall, deep-skinned, and handsome, looked at her like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

I yelp out in pain as he continues to smack me on the ass as he carries me around the back of an old farmhouse. The rogue throws me on the ground and my already injured shoulder snaps once again. Fighting back the urge to cry, I bite my bottom lip. The tangy taste of my own blood fills my mouth. The rogue lifts his nose to the air and inhales deeply. "You smell divine," the rogue says in a gruff voice. Licking his lips, his eyes rake over my body. "Don't even think about it," I attempt to snarl in his direction. The rogue chuckles loudly as he looks down at me. "You are a feisty one, aren't you? Within a week you will be begging me for it. I doubt the old man can even get it up anymore."

“You weren’t part of the plan.” “What plan?” Kael snarled, pressing an arm to the rogue’s throat. But the rogue smiled, “You’ll find out soon.” He drove a knee into Kael’s injured side and broke free, and threw a black pouch to the ground, and a ripple of smoke burst out. “Korra!” Kael shouted, coughing violently. He grabbed her, shielding her with his body. More warriors rushed in through the smoke. By the time the haze cleared, the rogue was gone. But they had left something behind, a rolled, wine-stained document lay on the ground where the rogue had stood.

The Guardian Rogue Chapter 4 Hayden arrived in Springfield well after the sun had risen. It had taken him another two hours to fight through the morning rush-hour traffic to get to the area where Jessica most likely entered the city. He was muttering under his breath as he drove. He would have much preferred to have shifted and followed Jessica. It would have been easier and much faster, but when returning an angry daughter to an Alpha while she is kicking and screaming, he had to have a vehicle to transport her in.

The people witnessed the depth of their love as they confessed their love not only by lips but by their shining eyes as well, many envied them, many wished to be like them and many wished the best got their king and queen. Who has ever thought, the innocent slave will become a rogue's most prized treasure, his queen? His love, his mate. His one and only. THE END. ______________________________________ next stories.

I queried with a frail voice that twisted my stomach with the thought that I was going to die soon. “She’s all yours, prisoner, have her as you like,” Lucian declared and sat on a chair, crossing his legs. “W… what do… you mean?” I asked, scared. The rogue glared at me. He twisted his neck and bent down, lifting me like a piece of feather. “Hey, what are you doing? Lucian!” I cried out. The rogue put me on the bed roughly and began taking off his shirt hungrily. He was grunting with lust. My chest heaved up and down in fear. Tears rushed out from my eyes, dripping to my ears as I lay flat on the bed. I couldn’t change either, I was too weak to transform. The rogue climbed onto the bed, lustf