Rogue Avengers Meet Peter Parker Fanfic Novels & Stories

Not an ordinary spell, but a dark and black spell they had ever seen. Earlier the Rogues, who had more than two hundred members, were already getting ready to go to the west. They were told they would soon enter the realm portal and were already close to that direction. However, Alpha Ken suddenly announced that they need to change the plan. "This is suck! I'm ready to meet the mermaids in another Realm!” Pete said angrily. He is one of the werewolves who already being a member of The Rogues for the past five years. And he had never once stepped into another Realm. In fact, he followed this group of Rogues who were notoriously cruel and bandit because he wanted to see other Realm than Teth

"Well, you're nothing but a weak little pup compared to me. You'll never be a real leader." I just smiled at him, my mind racing with thoughts of revenge. I knew that I couldn't let him get the better of me, not again. I had to make him pay for everything he had done. "You're right," I finally said, my voice calm and even. "I may not be as strong as you, but I have something that you'll never have." Pete raised an eyebrow, looking at me skeptically. "Oh really? And what's that?" I just grinned, knowing that I had him right where I wanted him. "I have the power of the rogue. And that's something that you'll never be able to defeat."

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

“Okay, you are creepy.” “What do you want?” Avery asked, moving closer. The rogue looked back, and when the others nodded, he leaned in and whispered, “your stupid beta is playing with fire.” “Garrick.” Avery thought. The rogue as if reading her mind shook his head, “Pierre.” Avery grabbed the wolf by the neck and threw him inside the border. The rogues rose and rushed towards them at the same time Avery said through the link. “Don’t let them in.”

There is no use struggling". Then all three Rogues attacked Ava at the same time. Two of them bit her legs. The other one pushed her down on the ground. Ava screamed because it hurt so much. The rogues seemed happy to hurt Ava. They kept biting her and laughing. Ava was bleeding a lot from the bites but they didn't stop. They had injured her so much that she was already losing a lot of blood. Suddenly, they heard a loud growl which came from the forest. A werewolf came out of the trees. He was very big and strong. He looked stronger than the rogue. His eyes looked very angry. "Let her go now! Or face my wrath !" He spoke with a lot of authority. The rogues looked at each other. They were sca

He finally understood the vast difference between him and Rogue. “GET OUT OF MY WAY!!” Rogue yelled and blitzed right through the contingent punching Ashlee in the face as he did, launching the poor man several meters into the sky, like a raging bull, he was on a stampede and would do anything to demolish his adversaries before they could demolish him.

Outside, over the chaos, a strong voice yells, “Stand down in the name of Alpha Derek Rogers of the Grand Harbor Pack!” That doesn’t stop the rogues. But it might mean we have a chance. “MOVE!” I shout, pushing through the stunned bodies in the kennel, Nova’s hand tight in mine. The second we’re out into the fenced-in yard, I take in the pure chaos—huts burning, pups screaming, rogues dying in the dirt. Blood steams on the cold morning air. And warriors—strong, well-fed, trained—are tearing through the rogues like paper. Several men in human form rush toward us. “Don’t move! In the name of Alpha Derek Rogers!”

“He believes I rejected him for power and status, when it’s nothing like that. It’s not even close.” “No,” Caleb said softly, leaning slightly closer. “It’s not. I know you can never do that” “No, I can't,” I breathed. “I love him and yet he hates me. Can you imagine what that feels like?” He remained silent, letting me speak. “How did we meet?” I said, almost to myself. “He came to our pack as a rogue, someone who had lost his ability to shift. We accepted him, knowing nothing could go wrong. But we knew it the moment we saw each other, we were mates. The bond, it was undeniable. Immediate. Fierce. Alive.”

And they were all from White Wood Aster Pack, my Pack. My eyes twitched as he walked past the broken wooden chairs till he reached my side with a devilish smile. He touched my cheeks and my breaths hung in my throat. He pulled down the cloth holding my tongue, “Sebastian!” I gasped, “Autumn,” he chuckled dryly. “What is the meaning of this?!” I growled. “You’re a rogue, this is how one should be treated.” He blurted disgustingly. My palms curled into a fist. He was the Alpha’s son and once upon a time, he used to be my crush. Well that was until the tsunami came.