Rogue Avengers Novels & Stories

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

A group of warriors were already fighting with them, steel clashing against steel, growls and snarls filling the air. The metallic smell of blood filled my lungs making Leo very angry. I wasted no time in shifting as Leo surged forward. I lunged at the rogue closest to me, teeth clamping down around its neck and snapping it. I quickly tossed it aside and moved on to the next rogue that tried to attack Ava. Ava also shifted l, her silver glue gleaming in the sunlight, her icy blue eyes lit like flame. She moved with precision and grace that I hadn't expected from her, Aria was exceptionally skilled.

Killian and some men start running towards Declan to help him fight Alvin and his minions who are trying to attack him. But no one seems to ask about the kids. The rest of the people are taken by shock, and I am still wondering if this is just a figment of my imagination. "Rick and Austin are missing," I yell, as more tears flow and smoke coming from the fire begins to make me cough. "We're under an attack by Vampires, this cannot be happening," Cole exclaims with disbelief. "Killian!" I can hear Rein yelling as she runs towards Killian, side jumping the fire that is erupting and splitting the yacht into two parts.

Alisha's POV I saw under the night sky, my pack was covered in flames everywhere, and the air was filled with the constant cries of pain. My warriors were being attacked by rogues, their blood staining the ground, but they remained fearless, bravely picking up their weapons to continue the fight. However, the rogues seemed to possess an undead-like ability. They were shrouded in an ominous black mist, making them seemingly impervious to attacks. Even when bleeding, they felt no pain or avoidance. These rogues had become pure fighting machines.

he murmured. “It won’t.” “And if it does?” I held his gaze. “Then we burn the world down together.” A ghost of a smile touched his lips. “Now that sounds like my queen.” By nightfall, Rogues moved with purpose, sharpening weapons, packing supplies, preparing for something none of them had ever done before. This wasnt’t survival, or scavenging but war under a united banner. Maverick approached as I stood at the edge of the courtyard, watching them.

The entire arena was a blood bath, clashes of teeth and claws. The rogues moved like shadows, unlike the behavior of a typical rogue which was mindless with only a desire to kill. These ones had a mission. They were quick and aggressive. They were coordinated. I didn’t wait. I launched into the fray and Leo took charge once I turned into my wolf, tackling a rogue mid-lunge. My claws sank into his side, throwing him into a tree. Another came from the left Christopher intercepted, his teeth sank into the rogue’s neck ripping it clean off. The rogue’s head hit the ground seconds later.

Her instincts screamed, feet backing away slowly, breath catching in her throat. One lunged. She screamed—and then suddenly— A blur of black fur crashed into the attacker mid-air. A massive black wolf with silver eyes, twice the size of the others, snarled with a guttural sound that shook the air. From the distance, golden eyes watched from the rooftop. The rogue Alpha. His fists were clenched. His chest rose and fell in frustration. He was going to save her. But he was too late. That bastard beat him to it.

Until one day, amid the ongoing war, in a shocking twist of fate, the Alpha of The Grave Walkers, Hargreaves, fell in love with the only female warrior of the Crimson Cloaks, Ravenhead. For years, they met in secret, expressed how much they hated being a part of all this, and under the stars, the two whispered how much they loved each other. They dreamed of another world where they could be together, of a normal life that they could never achieve. When they found out that Ravenhead was pregnant, both feared for their lives and their unborn child. They eloped—left everything behind and posed as humans in the mortal world, away from everyone. The Carnelian Court and The Grave Walkers, furious

With just a few seconds, the insane rogue got near her and grab her by the throat and lifted her up with a grin etched on his lips. Jaiyana struggled to breathe, she grab and scratch the hand that's choking her but it's futile. She grew restless and she can hear Hannah's cry as the latter attacked and threw punches on the rogue's leg, "Let her go! Let her go!" Hannah cries as she continuously punch him, Pissed, the rogue spat at him, "Fuck! You fucking kid, I should kill you right now!" He kicked Hannah on her stomach and she flew away from him, whimpering and crying in pain.

To bad he would not be able to help me escape, he must be loyal to his Alpha or he would be kicked out of the pack and end up turning rogue. Which meant no leader and other packs kill rogue on sight due to their lawlessness and no loyalty. They are like rodents eating your vegetables in the garden. No one liked rogues. Funny enough that is what I was, my brother and parents. We had to leave our pack behind because of Alpha Keeram, many packs feared him. Unfortunately mine was one of them, my Alpha Jake feared him so much so, that he was going to hand me over like a present. That's why we had no other choice but to go rogue and hide.