Rogue Avengers Novels & Stories

Lucius asks and we all look at Fenrir, considering he was the expert. “The Pure Rogues have last time I checked. 2,000 strong. These rogues have never been defeated. They move like shadows, the ultimate assassins. They never get involved in pack disputes. I’m surprised you didn’t notice when you four were training at Silver Moon.” He says and I look at them and they furrow their eyebrows.

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.

The sound of his shift was thunder in the small space. I pressed myself against the back wall of the cave, and my legs gave out. The stone bit into my back. The heat still pulsed through me, a sick rhythm that made everything blur at the edges, and I watched the fight like it was happening underwater. Bastian's wolf was a monster. Black fur, one ear torn, shoulders thick as boulders. He caught the first rogue by the throat and threw it against the cave wall hard enough that I heard bones crack. But the second rogue was already on his flank, and the third circled toward the fire, toward me.

“What are you doing? You should be there, accepting condolences and giving some speech to prove you’re worthy of your family’s mantle, not chasing after a rogue—” “You’re my mate,” he said, his steel-blue eyes blazing fiercely. “I’m going to support you in your time of need. Fuck tradition. And I’m making my first Alpha move—reaching for peace with the rogues instead of war.” I wanted to argue, but there wasn’t time. I grabbed his hand. “Let’s go, then.” The Rosemont staff couldn’t stop us from barging past them and running to the stairwell. They definitely called security or the police, but we made it to the fourth floor in record time.

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

"I have the power of the rogue. And that's something that you'll never be able to defeat." With that, I launched myself at him, taking him by surprise. He stumbled backward, but I was relentless, pummeling him with blow after blow. He tried to fight back, but he was no match for my newfound strength. As I beat him to a pulp, I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me. This was what it meant to be a Rogue leader. I was ruthless, I was powerful, and I wouldn't stop until I had taken down anyone who dared to stand in my way.

“This rogue has no backbone I see, just another mutt that we need to dispose of.” I raised my eyebrow, carefully raising my forcefield as I watched them approach me, my tone laced with a loud growl. “You may think I’m a rogue with unworthy breading, but I don’t want to be a stupid Luna. Take the alpha for all I care. I don’t want him.” The blonde growled, clenching her painted nails at her side. “Don’t disrespect him in my presence mutt.”

Samson’s house came into view with rogues circling around it. Blaze instantly spotted the six rouges. The rouge positioned himself, ready to attack the Alpha. Blaze smirked at him. He lunged at Blaze, but he quickly dodged it and bit his neck. The rogue whimpered in pain. Blaze bit his neck hard, and he fell on the ground, dead. The other rouges snarled at the Blue Moon pack’s warriors. The beta known as Caleb attacked the rogues with the help of the warriors.

PREVIOUSLY ON THE ROGUE ALPHA'S QUEEN "Can you repeat your sentence?" I added quickly. He raised his brows up, probably thinking what I was thinking about that didn't let me listen to what he was saying. "The other pack's soldiers attacking the capital were near our border, so what do you suggest we do Alpha?" He repeated, and I scoffed and growled "Which pack dared raid our pack? It seems that death looms for them, right?" Immediately I said that, Lucas nodded his head confidently and I smiled and commanded "Prepare the soldiers and the weapons, I think it's high time we show this fellow pack who we really are."

Cedric's blank eyes betrayed no emotion, but his smile wilted a little. "Ash is a very complex man. You know what they say, still waters run deep." "Have you known him all your life?" Anne had to admit the League of Rogues had always fascinated her. Five wealthy, powerful noblemen who eschewed society's formalities and made vices their mistresses. It should have been a topic she'd avoided to contemplate, yet she couldn't resist. But she felt her knowledge of their pasts and relationships was likely based on rumor and The Quizzing Glass Gazette more than truth.