Rogue Apocalypse Meme Novels & Stories

With the new bobbing pain in my skull, I struggled up to my feet and saw a Rogue behind me. He attempted to jump and grab me but I immediately went back down— He flew past me and crashed into a boulder. He groaned painfully now and from the pitch of his groan, I realized it was the same Rogue as before who had missed me and crashed into a tree trunk. I trembled away as two other Rogues joined the scene. One was addressing the other. “Do you see what Clod is doing? He’s slamming into trees instead of catching the girl?! I’ll fucking kill him before we kill her.” The angry Rogue said to the other one with the hoarse voice.

My voice went low “I heard the Rumors of his victory in Sage water against the river-mud people that went on a killing spree Last year” “Yeah, he took every one of them out before they can even blink” I was utterly impressed by Logans history, but I wondered if Beth was truly safe around him? I chuckled and folded my arms across my chest. “what’s so funny wolf?’ “Man, just thinking” My eyebrow cocked “About what?”

A fallen rogue is an individual who has succumbed to negativity and can be extremely hazardous. Their putrid odor is not only lethal, but they also resemble a zombie with no signs of sanity. It is nearly impossible to approach them, except for a genuine companion who can pierce through the darkness in their heart. A true companion is the only hope that can lead them out of the abyss, no matter how far they have fallen called true mate. “That will be difficult.” Angel sighed before he glance at Mira who gave her a reassuring smile.

‘’Is the Shark afraid? The rogues face was a mixture of surprise and exasperation. ‘’What silly questions you ask. Yes he is afraid, and no he is not afraid.’’ ‘’That doesn’t make any sense.’’ Shira said stubbornly. ‘’Well let’s take it this way,’’ The rogue said conversationally. Neither of them knew when his anger had melted away, but it was no longer there. His manner with her was like the manner of a teacher and his student. ‘’The rogue has many who depend on the success of his mission. He is afraid that he should fail them, and no, he is not afraid to face any for in battle, so there! He is both frightened and not frightened.’’

His fists were clenched and blood flowing down from where he had pierced himself with his claws which were popping out. “Rogues are rogues, no matter whether they were newly turned or not, no rogue does not kill, all of them are evil and a lot of blood are on their hands” Silas growled. Levi huddled at a corner, shivering in fear, he couldn't wrap his head around the fact that his Alpha had gone mad at a statement he had just made. “I'm sorry sir, I will make sure to keep that in mind” Levi whispered. Silas sighed, running his hands through his hair, tousling the mass of shiny black curls

"You humiliated yourself the moment you decided your own mate was something to be ashamed of." His fist slammed into the beam beside my head. Splinters rained down over my shoulder. I flinched but refused to look away. "Don't think this changes anything between us," he said coldly, his face dangerously close to mine. I could feel the intensity of the rage radiating off him. How could he hate someone he doesn’t know on a personal level? "You wear the title now. You have their loyalty. It means nothing to me. I will always prefer Hannah. You are nothing but a cruel joke the Moon Goddess played on my life. Rogue."

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.

"You calling that man 'not bad' with a straight face is very funny." I kept scrolling. The same picture was climbing through account after account, each one with a caption bent to a different shape. Bloodmoon's cast-off bride. The Rogue Alpha with his hands full while his pack bled. I made myself read a few. Wounded wolves on cots and this is what their Alpha's doing. She didn't waste a night, did she. Whatever she is, she's not a victim in that picture. "I don't care," I said. Quiet.

saying. "Ancient mystical ball of light, show me the rogues" the pictorial frames of Leo, Valerie and the rogues sitting in the couch appeared and he smiled for he was content that they were still alive and safe too. He contemplated not going back to them but then, with Sonia becoming a terror day by day, he needed to warn them.

I was a Silver-Bane who had chosen a Rogue. Suddenly, a loud banging started on the door. It was so violent the wood seemed to shake. "Open up!" It was Julian’s voice. He sounded drunk, angry, and desperate. "I know you're in there, Lucian! I know you have my wife! You can't hide her forever!" Lucian’s face hardened. The soft moment was gone. He looked like the rogue Alpha again. He walked to the door and flung it open with a bang. Julian was standing there, his tuxedo shirt unbuttoned, his hair a mess. He looked like a wreck. Behind him stood two of the High Alpha’s personal guards—men with stone faces and silver weapons.