Roadhog X Junkrat Novels & Stories

The four of them had already lowered their heads into submission. Through my foggy vision, I could make out a human figure fighting the rogues. The figure lunged at a rogue, their body colliding mid air but Crack of bone can be heard as the bone of the Rogue wolf was dislocated, blood stained the ground when the human figure clawed at the first rogue neck, killing it on the spot. The rogues madly press their attack on the figure, but he was not fazed. He attacked with sharp daggers plunging it on the other rogue’s fur. killing it on the spot.

One hunter dropped with a cry but more poured in, their weapons spitting dangerously. If someone would tell me that Blackfang would succeed in unifying rogues and wolf hunters that was threats to our very existence for his own selfish gain, I might as well rip the person's neck but right now —everything has dawned on me, it was no joke, he would go to any length for his greedy benefits but the question still remains, what exactly did he want? A rogue tackled Jaxon from behind. He spun, ramming his gun into his neck before tossing it aside. But even as he straightened up, another bullet whizzed toward him, too fast that he didn't notice.

Staring at his face she mumbled. "Who really are you scary man?" ______________________________________ Warning: It's a forced love trope book with the scariest male lead ever. This male lead played a character of an antagonist in Rogue's Innocent Mate. He was cause of all problems in that book so you can already imagine how fucked up he is. So remember this warning. And don't blame me afterwards that I didn't warn ya guys. Next will be updated soon. Keep on liking and commenting.

John countered, with his beast, Kine, dual-toning his voice. “Actually…” I turned to the stage as I sensed someone mounting and there stood the Herry fellow, making the announcement. “If you hurry…maybe you’ll get the show.” “We’ll be there soon.” As the connection ended, I quickly connected with Alpha Barbosa. “I hear we’ve had a run-in.” “Alpha,” Barbosa responded with a greeting before he continued. “We did, and these Rogues are…far more vicious than any that I have ever encountered.”

It was always in whis‍pers‍. ⁠They s⁠ay t⁠he Rogue Alpha ripped a‌n Alph‍a's th‍r‌oat out with his bare hands even his own wolv‍es fe⁠ar him While None of his mates never survived the curse. A cold kno‍t settle⁠d in my stomach. I tried convincing myself they were onl⁠y rumo⁠rs People always exaggerated‍ monsters. Didn'⁠t they?

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

I braced myself as another rogue lunged at me, his jaws aimed for my throat. I twisted, managing to evade his bite, and struck him hard with a swipe of my claws, sending him reeling back with a yelp. The rogue regained his footing, growling low as he prepared to attack again. But before he could make a move, Jerry lunged from the side, catching him off guard and tackling him to the ground. I watched as Jerry's teeth sank into the rogue’s shoulder, his grip unrelenting, until the rogue went limp beneath him. The remaining rogues hesitated, their snarls faltering as they took in the sight of their fallen comrades. I could sense their fear, their uncertainty. They hadn’t expected this level of

- Art and in a matter of second the drum water become acidic and the 2 Big Rats are struggling to go out but we are at the lid and not letting them getaway *SSQQQQUEEEKK!!!* during the struggle of the Rats, Jimboy immediately rush to the zombie earlier due to it was moving already! luckily he killed it again and loot the body he did the looting also to the slain Rat and surprisingly the Big Rat also has a Dark Crystal the 2 Big Rat stop squeaking already and Papa already loot them but *TUG TUG TUG* TUG* *TUG!*

How… I could not even think. The cell was spinning. My knees went weak. ‘Alpha….Alpha. I am in the east border. The rogues are coming. All the patrol is out. She is here, the witch is…….’ The link cut, vanished to thin air. The fear that had passed through the link, it was something else. My body swayed. With one wave, my hand had turned to a claw, slicing the man’s head off his neck. “Helix, take everyone into the bunker. The rogues are here.”

They’re barefoot, rail-thin, short and unkempt with clothes torn and stained from weeks, maybe months, in the wild. They’re roasting a boar’s head over an open flame, the smell of charred meat thick in the air. Rum sloshes in dented. metal cups as they throw their heads back, snorting like pigs at their crude jokes. I know them. I’d recognize the stench anywhere. Rogues. That sickly mix of desperation, blood, and madness gives them away every time. No discipline. No order. Just hunger and violence. They're not even wolves anymore, just animals pretending to be men.