Rogue 1 Quotes Novels & Stories

“I am sorry…it just sounded so funny in my head…I've heard of rogues ripping one apart, using silver stakes but biting?? That's a new one.” “Have you ever been attacked by a rogue before??” I asked. “Not really.” “It's not something you would want to experience Aurelius…as soon as that bastard bite me, I was instantly paralyzed from my head down to my toe.” “Wait,are you serious?? I've heard of that before but I only assumed it was a myth.” My first hand one on one experience with that rogue was something I knew I could never forget in a hurry and if it wasn't for Thane, I wouldn't have been alive.

"Then we work on your wolf form. You're fast, but your technique is sloppy. Rogue fighting, all instinct, no discipline." "I survived twenty-one years on instinct." "Now you need discipline to lead." Garrett's voice softened slightly. "You've got the raw talent, pup. We just need to polish it." Fao grabbed a water bottle and walked toward me, his expression lightening when he saw me. "You're supposed to be resting." "I'm sitting. That counts." I gestured for him to lean down, and when he did, I wiped the sweat from his forehead. "You're good." "I'm adequate." But he was smiling. "Garrett's been kicking my ass all morning."

He raises his voice, throwing them at me with so much anger lacing his tone. A rogue strolling this city? It’s as if he has just slapped me into the face and poured an ice-cold bucket of water over me in one go. “Once a rogue, always a rogue, I guess. Huh?” I cock my head stubbornly, and try not to show him how much those words hit me.

he muttered as he looked away from Alex. “You know something,” Alex stated, waiting for the male to share more of what he knew. The young Rogue shook his head, “If I say anything, I am a dead man,” he whispered. Alex stepped closer, “If you say nothing, you will be a dead man just the same,” he replied. The male’s face went white, and he considered his options.

“You slept for so long that I began to worry you would never wake up.” “How long was it?” I rasp, my voice hoarse from a combination of disuse and lack of water. “Five days,” the man responds. “Who are you?” I interrupt before he can continue. “Ah. Of course. Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. I am Clay Denvo. The king of the rogues,” he says as he gestures widely with his arms. “I didn’t know that the rogues have a leader,” I respond coolly.

Eliza answered. Jacqueline lounged on a seat, sheathing and then brandishing her claws. Her gaze raised when she felt my gaze on her. “I am a little bored,” she defended her weird behaviour with a shrug. “Do you think wolf’s bane can make rogues?” Of the three of us here, she knew the most about rogues, after all, she had fought in the battle against rogues. “I don’t know,” she shrugged. “Rogues are crazed wolves and although people lose their senses when they are exposed to wolf’s bane, I don’t think it’s to the extent of going rogue.”

Nala: Rogues live a terrible life. They say when you go rogue, you are supposed to get wiser, because if you do not, others will tear you open and feed upon your blood. There are cunning people all around the woods and the mountains, waiting for a newcomer to arrive so they can take advantage of them. I stared at the water bottle in their bag. The couple had left all their belongings behind, but more importantly, they had left their children behind. As much as I had never liked being around children, I did not hesitate to try to be kinder and more communicative with them.

The affectionate way he called her had some effect on calming Margaret down but she still whisper-yelled, “No, that’s a royal! His followers are royal rogues. It’s different!” Lucianne nodded once in comprehension before throwing Greg a teasing smirk and noted aloud, “Royal rogues, I see.” Desmond declared with a wide grin, “Best of the best, queen.” Margaret scoffed darkly and exclaimed, “More like pushiest of the pushiest!” Alissa argued, “We asked one damn question, Maggot. If you just gave us the answer, we would have moved on without a fuss.” Lucianne’s humor from the ‘royal rogues’ revelation died down, and she was too afraid to ask, but had to, “What fuss?”

That made my sudden arousal even more ridiculous. I stepped to the side, staring into his predatory eyes. "I may be a rogue, but I'm not the one attacking a village filled with innocent people," I said. "Innocent! That's a good one!" He chuckled before stating icily, "All rogues are lawless creatures deserving to die!"

I asked again. “You’ll know soon enough. He will capture you and peel your skin off your flesh!” The other Rogue said. He seemed to have tapped boldness from the first one. Good for him then. Boldness is a good trait for— Focus, Isla. “So, Gregonn is a guy?” “We are Gregonns!” They both recited, startling me in the process. “Geez, guys.” I clutched the left part of my chest. “Save the energy. “