Paranoiac Rpg Novels & Stories

“Oh no you don’t, Young Man.” She runs across the cabin and tries to pry the shotgun out of his hand. While they are wrestling over the gun it misfires into the air. A loud bang fills the cabin, and the logs of the roof are peppered by the buckshot. Holding my hands over my ears to try and dull the ringing, I can see that Grandma is screaming at Gramps. “I won’t let him do this to her,” Gramps screams as he points towards me. “I won’t let an arrogant lycan destroy her.”

He sure had his work cut out for him. Any one being a Rogue or a renegade was despised in the werewolf community. There was not much difference between the two terms. The High council branded all those who do not adhere to the laws of the werewolf community as Rogues. It included wolves who got kicked out from their packs or those who decided to leave them on their accords. Renegade, on the other hand, were rogues who like to hurt, use their abilities to kill mindlessly. Ryan happened to be elated when he first spotted his mate, but got frustrated beyond reason when he could not find her for a year. But when he did, it was to find she was the one thing that he despised the most. All his thou

I decide to just head back to the house, since someone left me here. I reach the hellhole, and when I walk inside, I see both of my parents. They stand there, throwing daggers at me with their hardcore glares. Well, shit?

RAGE I woke up in a familiar place. My body is aching so bad. I can't even move my legs and arms. What happened to me? Where am I? The last time I remembered was when Leandro summoned me. After that, darkness envelops me. I can't remember anything after that. I move my head to see the surroundings. This is my first time to see such a place. It's so peaceful, beautiful and it's like I'm in another dimension. Is this place even real? I never knew that this place existed in real life.

Sofia’s POV One session with Dr Pinto and I was done with therapy, the woman is a genius. It was a good session, we talked and talked and I think I’m good or getting there. I just needed to talk to someone who knows nothing about me, someone who doesn’t have any expectations, someone that wouldn’t judge about everything. I loved Jake and he loved me, but he’s not here now and I have to keep on living. Not for anyone, but for me.

-ZOYA- Attack? What attack? "I'm leaving!" I blurt out, completely fed up. Ragnar turns to face me for the first time, with a look of pity. "I don't think you understand how that blood pact works yet, little wolf." I don't care, I want to say, but the words feel stuck in my throat. Ragnar stares at me with such intensity that made me want to grab a hacksaw, tear the ground open and jump inside.

I put what I am doing to the side and gestured for him to take a seat. "Owen, I need to talk to you about something. I do not want you to take offense, but it's about rogues." I nod. Rogues often give packs trouble; somehow, I am an exception. Probably because I attempt to communicate with the wolf packs and live on neutral territory, it probably also helps that they come to my club. "I am not sure what help I can be," I don't associate with many wolves, other than those who work or are members of the club.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

What do you grab when you have only six minutes to leave your home? Adira was conflicted. Not about leaving, she’d never called this hellscape home anyway, but because she had no idea what to take; everything she owned and was allowed to keep in the dingy basement bedroom she’d inhabited over the past four years was easily replaceable. The labs, doctors and endless experiments weren’t something she would miss but that didn’t change the fact that uprooting her life and taking nothing with her felt odd. Memories didn’t seem sufficient. After all she had been through day after day, hoping and praying the ‘well-meaning’ doctors who worked at the lab would find a cure for lycanthropy so she could

There was no introduction needed because I knew the two of them pretty damn well since it wasn't the first time I had used their services. Connor and Anna Swanson were thirty-two year old twins who would do anything for money. It didn't matter what you wanted them to do, they would do and there would be no questions asked as long as you gave them their money - they became rogue together at the age of fifteen after their parents voiced their disappointment with their children due to their behaviour. Since then they have basically been criminals for hire.