Rogue 1 Quotes Novels & Stories

“You realize that I don’t really like your answer, right? I need to hear something else coming from your mouth before I burn them with wolfsbane.” Rogue’s eyes widened in fear. “I don’t know!” he shouted. “I swear I don’t!” “You were giving orders on the field.” I said, turning around and looking through the knives in our collection. “You are high up. You are not an ordinary rogue wolf. You know something.” The rogue remained silent. I picked up the largest knife on the tray and turned around. The fucker had a smirk on his face. I clenched my fists and tightened my jaw.

Rogue: What are you afraid of, kitten? I thought for a while and wondered why that was his first question. It was so direct and personal. Me: I'm afraid of getting caught. What about you? C.Rogue: Getting caught doing what? Me: You didn't answer my question. It's one at a time. C.Rogue: I asked first, kitten. I need answers to mine first. I frowned at the authority through the text, but I answered anyway. Me: I'm a lot of things I shouldn't be. Staying in a place that might get me killed, being in an app that might get me exposed. I'm supposed to stay hidden, but I'm out everywhere.

Rogue seemed the least bothered infact he was smiling , as if seeing Wilson struggle was giving him some sort of vindictive pleasure . " Yes and if you ever came near Chelsea again or any other unwilling woman " said Rogue with a smile that sent a chill running down everyone's back " I promise you , I will make you suffer not as much as your beloved mother and sister . I swear to Etah , there will be no next time and if there is - I hope you will be ready to watch your mother and sister serve so many men in a day that they will be begging for death ."

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.

I snap back at him, “Have you ever done anything against a rogue?” His eyes widen, and he seems taken aback by my question. He scoffs, “Rogues invade our pack, they kill people, and try to conquer us!” I scoff in response, “You’re making an assumption off a few rogues, not the majority! I was a rogue. I never tried to kill anyone, and I never tried to conquer a pack. You ask what I have done against a pack meanwhile you’re not even thinking about your own transgressions against rogues like me!”

Another Rogue. Only that this one has no smell.

“What witches?” The rogue shook his head, sobbing now. “They do things… things I’ve seen… things that can’t be fought. They curse packs, break minds, twist people into… into monsters.” Raven stepped back, breathing deeply as she processed the information. Luca placed a steadying hand on her shoulder, grounding her. “We’ll be ready,” Luca said quietly, his eyes never leaving the rogue. “If you lie, you won’t leave this room.” The rogue looked up, desperation on his face. “I’m not lying. I swear. He’s coming, and he’ll kill me for failing.”

Lucas’s P.O.V. “Calm down Lucas.” My wolf, Jace, yelled at me. “We just need to regroup and re-strategize, not everything is lost.” He was always my conscience, much like Jiminy Cricket. He always knew how to reason with me and calm me down, without him I’d be lost.

I quickly jumped out and felt myself begin to shift. As I shifted, several Rogues circled around me and began to snarl and claw at me. I clawed back with more intensity, slamming myself into their sides and sending them flying with a chorus of yelps while gunshots rang all around me. Another Rogue came, this one bigger, and bared his teeth at me. “Who paid you?” I asked, snarling back at him. The Rogue’s voice echoed in my head. He was laughing. “I’ll never tell,” he replied. “But I’ll say this: it’ll just be easier if you lay down and accept your fate.”

Another rogue said and they look at each other smiling like crazy, they might be thinking right now that they succeeded in provoking me. If there's one thing I've learned over the years of torturing rogues, it's that they love talking nonsensical things to save their lives. I snarl at them causing them to stop smiling and even if they're trying to hide it, I can sense that they're starting to get frightened by my presence. They were just standing there and I didn't give them any more chance to speak as I sprint towards them and start attacking the rogues. I bite the first rogue's shoulder causing him to shout in agony while saying all the cursed he can remember, the second rogue then climbed