Renegade Immortal Manga Novels & Stories

Solomon tries to mind-link but is refused by Evan. "It would appear that she doesn’t have an inner wolf. And her scent filled with a wolf smell. Did you shift on the full noon? Christa." Evan turns his face and stares at her beautiful face. Christa was not going to tell them about the reborn. The moon goddess gave her another chance so she could seek vengeance. Being a werewolf might be a price she needs to pay. A victory was purchased at too great a price. "I know something is wrong with me. Can we just leave it to be? It doesn’t matter how I become a she-wolf right now. I need to tell you what is going on in the secret facility we went to yesterday." Christa squawks.

Gwen replied. “Wait what? Absorbing what now?" “There's a legend called The White Wolf And Three Mates. It happens once every ten thousand years. A special wolf is born, by special, I mean having other abilities aside from those of a wolf. This wolf is always destined for greatness, and to achieve that, he or she needs the power of their mates," Gwen paused to check if Cruella was following, but she seemed lost. “So you're saying I'm part of a legacy now? How interesting is that? And yet I got banished out of the very world I'm destined to save." Cruella stated with a scowl on her face.

It hit a stack of crates positioned at a diagonal— Crates Elias’s men intentionally placed earlier when scouting ahead. They toppled. And the chain reaction knocked over the scaffolding Riker is perched on. He fell, slamming to the ground below. Chaos exploded instantly. Marcellus guards surge forward. Trent shadows appeared like ghosts from behind crates. Vale loyalty pushed toward Lucinda. Elias grabs Sheraphina’s hand and pulls her behind cover. “You’re reckless,” he mutters. “You’re welcome,” she shoot back. Gunfire cracks through the warehouse. Screams echo.

I slowly took a step back, wincing in pain as one of the twigs pricked my foot. I was barely breathing as one of the big wolves with black fur trotted towards me, sniffing. His eyes were fixed on my wrist, and he seemed to freeze before slowly backing away. He turned back to look at me one more time, and I felt a strange connecting to him. The other wolves followed him, and I finally exhaled. A shiver ran through my spine, and I looked around one more time, trying to figure out where I was going to go. If there was one thing I knew, it was that I wasn't going back to my pack. I wasn't going to anywhere that was going to bring me close to Damon and Lila. But I didn't even know where the hell

"Perhaps not. But the strength of a united pack will ensure that your rebellion remains futile." As the standoff continued, the air thickened with unspoken tension. Xander, breathing heavily, regarded the rogue with a stern gaze. "Your rebellion ends here. Your misguided ideals are no match for the resilience of a united pack." The rogue, defeated but unbroken in spirit, glared back. "You may have won this battle, Alpha, but the war is far from over." Their eyes locked for a moment, a silent acknowledgment of the deeper conflict that loomed on the horizon. The rogue, with a begrudging nod, retreated into the shadows, leaving Xander standing amidst the echoes of their clash—a resolute guardia

Dad asked, his voice filled with concern. “Lumina was almost kidnapped again,” I said quietly. “What?” Mom yelled in shock. Dad breathed out heavily. “That does not sound normal anymore,” he said quietly. “I do not know if you heard of the rogue issue we were having. But after it was decided that I would take the position of Luna, a rumor suddenly spread that I was working with the rogues. In a bid to prove myself innocent, I decided to tackle the rogue issue myself, and I indeed brought the victory home without any help from Ryder. I also captured the rogue leader, and he confessed during interrogation that he was paid by two persons for two different jobs, but both involved my pack. One pa

An identity was long forgotten of an immortal entity. She flew right over to the bed. Her legs were apart and so were her hands. My beast caught sight of her underwear. Glistening bright red. My eyes changed colours to match that. " How dare you try seducing me with that face! " A mere call girl, with my Sherizad's face. A preposterous crime. She looked at my hand as it twisted out of shape. The beast was taking over. My claws bared. My shoulders puffed up and so did my hair. I snarled to flash my fangs as she backed up with her hands on the bed.

“Good luck, boys.” Watching through the misty the window as the Riders made West for another skirmish, Mory rubbed away the cold, prickly feeling of dread from her arms. Seeing the blue glowing aura of the man jockeying towards danger, the mother in her offered her best wishes. “Be safe, Teddy. Come home soon.” Somehow, Mory thought coming to a land full of immortal creatures would be more peaceful, but every day she spent in the Realm seemed to reveal yet another vision of terrible things to come. “That’s the third time this week they’ve had to go deal with those goblins.”

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?” “Okay, boys. Cut it out.” Amelia came in between us, giving the markers to Lucius. “I need to find my best friend or we all gonna be hunted by Victor, the director, and the Raitos, and trust me, you don’t wanna cross paths with dozens of Samurai and Ninjas.” “And here I thought I’ve already seen many weird things in my life,” Nora said. “So Ninjas do exist.” “Yes. Ren is literally a Samurai. He’s a warrior, and his family a descendant to a noble class of ancient Japan Society.”

It tensed immediately, its glowing yellow gaze locking on Ren. “Welcome back,” Ren said, his tone sharp and cutting. The rogue sneered, a defiant grin stretching across its bloodied face. “Alpha,” it spat, the word dripping with mockery. Ren crouched down, his amber eyes burning with barely restrained fury. “You crossed my borders. You terrorized my people. And you destroyed what little humanity was left in the town. Why?” The rogue chuckled, a low, rasping sound. “Because it’s fun.” Ren’s fist shot out, slamming into the rogue’s jaw with enough force to send a crack echoing through the room. The rogue growled, spitting blood onto the floor.