Rogue Avengers Novels & Stories

Gross, this guy just does not give up. Spinning on my toes, I turn and look the rogue in the eyes. Anger is coursing through me at this point, and I am sure that my eyes are glowing silver. "I told you to get lost," I growl at him. He takes a step back from my growl and he stares at me. "Well, well, well. You don’t smell like a wolf," he says sniffing my hair.

His warriors had already surrounded Laureffaine and her team of warriors. A look at them and Laureffaine realized what they were. ROGUES What were a whole Pack of Rogues doing on The Blue Lake Creek Pack's lands. This was exactly what Laureffaine asked herself. "Look what we have here Alpha, another set of intruders. And Dead Groove hates intruders", one of the Rogues seethed looking at Laureffaine. Before Laureffaine could say anything the man who had brutally killed the Vampires stood before her.

"We brought a solution, but the palace does not want to embrace this solution. Well, maybe until it gets to a point of regret before they realise." Martin was about to say something else when they started hearing chaos in the training ground. The three brothers exchanged glances, and without wasting another second, they all rushed out of the room to see what was going on. Martin gasped when he saw that his pack was under attack again. The three brothers immediately grew their claws and jumped into the battlefield. This was the first time Martin would fight against the rogues together with his brothers. He didn't need a sword or a dagger. He grew his claws and his fangs and entered the battl

Not one of us spoke, there was nothing to say. We were wolves on the hunt and our prey wasn’t rogues, it was fate itself. Sometime deep into the night, shadows moved in the fog. “Ambush!” one of the warriors shouted. Snarls erupted, eyes glowing red as rogues lunged from the trees. “Cut them down!” I roared, leaping from my horse as Rafe ripped free. We fought like men possessed. Claws, teeth and steel. Every strike I landed was for Ava, every kill was a promise. Zack tore through two rogues with his bare hands, his claws glowing with Alpha power. Lucas moved like a storm, his blade cutting through the rogues.

I told her. “I am really sorry and didn't plan to hurt you intentionally, I will go for now because I know you are angry and you need time to digest all this” with that she stood up and left too. Rogues: are werewolves that have either been kicked out of their pack or left on their own free will. Rogues don't have a set appearance apart from in their wolf form, they have long fur. They also have a bad odour radiating from their bodies. Rogues can be good or bad. In some cases they are the reason for deaths. And they can return to their pack if they are allowed.

So, for six months they have been plotting and waiting but we still didn’t know when to expect the attack. All the new warriors and Alphas were asked to keep hidden away from the boarders so the rogues couldn’t catch on to the help we had enlisted. We already had three Alphas staying with us and they had each bought 100- 150 warriors. Two of the Alphas were seething for blood from the Maven family for the issues and problems they had inflicted on each of the packs while they had been living there and all the other Alphas from seven different packs had sent us over 100 rogues each. They didn’t have a personal vendetta against the family but when they heard news of their treachery and deceit a

Alpha caught it mid-air, his arm braced against its throat as he twisted, threw it aside, and kicked it back with a force that sent it crashing into a garden column. Two more came from the left. Another from the right. My breath came out in a shaky gasp as I stumbled backward, heart hammering against my ribs. I had seen wolves before, shifting, healing, fighting but rogues were different. Their eyes were hollow, feral, unhinged. They didn’t move like men. They moved like hunger. “Alpha!” my voice broke. He was already fighting, already slamming one rogue onto the ground, already ripping another off his shoulder. But even he couldn’t block all of them at once.

Elder Delora yelled back, “the rogue is a witch.” Avery continued fighting the rogue who was adamant about fighting her and her alone. Beta Pierre who always ignored training was down in a splash, blood oozed out of his neck and when Callister stupidly kneeled to help, a rogue attacked her. Alpha Alphonso transformed into his wolf, he howled, and the ground shook. He swiftly injured some of the rogues and rushed towards the wolf fighting Avery. He sent a link he had already created with Avery, “why aren’t you fighting? I thought you were the best

' I could feel Gidian beaming with pride at my remarks. 'Thank you, and I feel the same about you.' I had an important call to carry out to Alpha Kane of the Half Moon Pack in Russia. They had been experiencing problems with rogue attacks. So, I sent four hundred of our toughest warriors to help. Rogues are wolves who don't belong to a pack. They are treacherous and filled with bloodlust. They don't live by the rules and laws of a pack, instead, they kill as they please, both human and supernatural creatures alike.

Aviva grits her teeth and picks up her bow, letting go of an arrow that pierces the first one right between the eyes. The other two circle the opening we’ve fallen into, snapping their massive jaws, their naked, molted skin dripping with rainwater as their talons grip the freshly overturned earth. Aviva shoots another arrow, but she’s squinting against the rain, and the arrow pierces the shoulder of the rogue, which causes it to pitch forward and fall. “MOVE!” Aviva shouts. I jump out of the way, flattening my back against… solid stone. The rogue’s scream of pain pierces the air, making my ears ring. I narrow my eyes against the rain in time to see Aviva going absolutely ballistic on the rog