Renegade Immortal Novels & Stories

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

"I feel…dirty, like I need redemption. I have to do something different, something good." He nodded firmly to himself. I need to make this happen.

It was from Marcel. “WE’RE IN THIS TOGETHER. NEVER FORGET THAT. I KNOW YOU DESPISE ME FOR KILLING HER, NEVER FORGET THAT IT WAS YOU WHO GAVE THE KILL ORDER. SHE WAS NOTHING TO ME BUT SHE WAS YOUR WIFE AND WAS PREGNANT WITH YOUR CHILD. YOU’VE TAKEN AWAY EVERYTHING. I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO LOSE. I’LL DO AWAY WITH YOUR NEW PLAYTHING IF YOU DON’T TAKE ME SERIOUSLY.”

She was my true mate and I was going to do whatever it took to get her back even if I had to challenge the wolf king himself. As I got closer to the pack lands, I could feel the wolves watching me and I wondered if Xavier had hyped up his security for Lexie. When I came to the lane that led to the pack house, I was stopped by four men. “State your business.” The one man said as I lowered my window. “I am here to see your King.” I told the man. “Name?” The man now asked. A growl began to slip from my lips, but I stopped it before I said, “Mr. Conner. The King of Immortal.”

Sweetly I slowly turned around and began to lower to a kneeling position only to swipe out my leg knocking him off balance before standing back up with my foot on the alpha’s throat slowly pressing downwards. "Lastly, I. CANNOT. BE. COMMANDED." I growled, although I still did not have my wolf, I could still sound the part. " for those who want to rely solely on their inherent ability to command rather and gain the trust, loyalty and following of their subordinates then know your audience" I said to the crowd with my foot still pressed to the alpha’s throat. Looking down at him and then back at the crowd I stated, "I am a rogue for all intents and purposes. I do not adhere to commands and thu

Today, I was given a mission as part of my training and that is to kill rogues- every one of them, without using any of my abilities which I know I can because I'm trained to fight using swords than using my abilities because I am born to control them perfectly. I left our palace and started my mission by attacking every place where I know rogues are living and killing them all mercilessly, after all I know they are doing nothing but kill the innocent creature and they deserve to be extinct because if I know they're innocent and kind creature, I won't even hesitate to refuse this mission and just give up to be their Queen. I was out fighting all day using the sword that my mother gifted me a

The underground circuit was alive tonight—rubber burning against concrete as the crowd buzzed with anticipation. I pulled up on shadowfang, my custom matte—black ducati panigale v4 with red accents. Crimson underglow lit the street beneath it, red rims spinning like fire. A wolf fang etched near the tank, and a nitrous boost sat hidden under the seat. This bike was tailored for one thing— Dominance. I climbed my bike, pulling off my helmet— the chill of the night slammed in on my face as I shook my hair. My eyes swept across the circuit. This place was like a second haven but I didn't come for fans of fame. I always came for the rush.

“I believe we can create a better game, Dorian.” Dorian’s playful smile grew, revealing his blackened teeth. He took a step towards Darkous, his back slightly crooked as he stood over an inch smaller. Dorian had been abandoned as a child, leaving him alone in a vast wilderness on an uncharted dimension. The immortal had spent over a hundred years in solitude, living amongst the beasts of the realm. Darkous had found him on a scouting mission, instantly becoming friends with the feral immortal. Although Dorian had been in hell for over a century he remained feral, relying on his animalistic traits. Dorian had gone insane, slowly losing his mind. And yet, his knowledge was vast; matching his b

" Lowering my fanged visage until our bloodied muzzles were inches apart, I saw the spark of recognition flicker behind the rogue's beady eyes - the naked, scathing truth burning through his addled psyche. "I...I never thought the old stories were true..." he rasped, his throat working convulsively as blood oozed around my choking grip. "A-An alpha prime? One of the...the immortal, exalted saviors... The descendants of the first werewolf?" "You know nothing of my transcendental supremacy, scavenger filth," I sneered, feeling the cosmic forces of my birthright surging in response to the rancid insult choking the air. "But you will soon have an education in the finite torments that await any w