Roblox Rogue Lineage Novels & Stories

Here, the rogues attacked them upfront, as if they were waiting for them. Blaze didn’t have time to think further as a rogue charged him. He dodged the attack and whirled around him. In a blink, he bit his leg, ripping a chunk of his flesh. As the rogue rolled on the ground and began to whine, he jumped on it and snapped his neck. Another rogue jumped on his back. Blaze elbowed him on the jaw, knocking him to the ground. He punched him so hard on the sternum that the rogue coughed up blood. Then he pounded his fist on his skull, cracking it.

By lunch came about I grabbed my phone and made a call to cancel our lunch plans. “Hey babe, I am sorry but I am on my way back from the rogue camp. The smell down there is terrible. They were right, it's like a month-old rotting flesh and dead fish. I think the Blackblood Pack and their loyal following idiots have been trying to get the rogues to move back off protected land. Dumbasses just want to hunt them down.” I said annoyed. “I haven’t smelt any of that up our way.” He said confusedly why only the smell would be down the hill from the main compound?

How dare they think lowly of me just because I am a woman when I am much more powerful than hundreds of them combined? I love killing Rogues using the abilities that I have and one of them is to control lightning. That's what they get for laying their filthy hands on me. They deserve to be tortured, but they're lucky enough that I'm in a hurry or they'll die an excruciating death.

I can only assume that they believed I was taken home since it was so close to their coven. “You don’t have to be polite, dear,” Talia bats her eyelashes at my father, and I have to suppress the growl that is forming in my chest. “You can call them rogues. Just because your daughter is one…” “That is enough, Mother,” Erebus growls from his seat but Talia isn’t giving up so easily. “It is amazing that she only smells like a human. Since most rogues wreak of decaying flesh and trash,” Talia continues.

He sighed as he realized that none of it mattered and he would never be able to get the answer to it. "I wonder what a latent is doing here," One of the Rogue said and Blake wondered how he was able to sense him. He was looking dirty just like every other rogue with him, he had a hard face, the type that one would always remember even if you saw him only once in your life. His hair and beard made him appear like he had a mane which made him appear like a lion.

Flora’s P.O.V I wrapped a bandage around Clay’s abdomen, careful not to tighten the cloth too much so his wounds could heal on their own. I was slowly starting to realize that being a rogue didn’t only mean mental instability, but there were certain physical drawbacks as well. Rogues didn’t heal as fast as any normal wolf would and they also became highly aggressive when injured. Even now, Clay was gritting his teeth together to stop himself from lashing out. I wasn’t worried though. Clay had always had iron control whenever he was with me, but what I was worried about, wasn’t his physical but mental state.

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

Rogues typically avoided events that hosted a high number of Alphas for the obvious reason. “Is their motivation money?” I ask Reid and John. “I don’t believe it is money, Kate, I think it is the recognition of ruining the event and the success with the alliance member,” Reid says. John adds, “If money is a motivation, it’s secondary. Most rogues want a reprieve from the rogue life.”. “Agreed, but once they start down that path it is almost impossible to be redeemed unless they are early on in their rogue experience,” I say. “Some have managed to come back from it, Kate. I remember a rogue named Lincoln who came back from being a rogue here about ten years ago. He did die helping to pr

Sike and Nessa were closer to the entrance, like they always were, ready to run if something came. Just a dream. The same dream. The one I had been having for as long as I could remember. I wiped the sweat off my face and tried to slow my breathing. It never got easier. Every time I saw that woman fall, every time I heard that little girl scream, I woke up feeling like I had been the one hit by that arrow. . . . My name is Lila. I am twenty years old, and I have been a rogue my whole life.

“I need you to stay with me, unless I say differently. Do you understand?” “Uh huh.” I mumble Alpha Knox makes his way over to us, “Seen anything?” “No.” “Are you sure?” “Yes,” Linc growls. His eyes suddenly look deep into the forest. “Fucking Rogues.” “Rogues? Rogue what?” “Lycans!” Alpha Knox growls as yellow eyed Lycans begin stepping out of the forest.