Rogue Bunny Novels & Stories

I jump on the back of the rogue and bite his neck, ripping out his throat in the process. I see another rogue replaced the rogue I just took out. Thinking I would be too distracted to help, I jump on the rogue and pull him back freeing the warrior to fight off the last rogue. This rogue and I started to fight. He swiped at my back leg catching my hind quarter.

My mother closes the mind link and stands next to my father, who checks our invites by the two Crescent Moon warriors. Rogues are wolves who have been banished or rejected from their packs. The majority of rogues are criminals; they have no rules or morals. They attack at the slightest sign of weakness, raping women and killing anyone in their path. In other words, they cause chaos and destruction.

That red was the color the marble had turned in the Moon Temple, veins of it crawling through white stone while something breathed on the other side of the floor. That red was not a color that belonged in our orchard. I stood and looked at the wildflower mound beside the stone. Five years of growth. Silver and white and pale gold, gone to seed now with autumn, the stalks bending in the morning wind. *It asked when Mama was coming home.* My daughter's voice. My mother's name. "Caleb." My throat was dry. "Where did we get this stone?" He frowned. "The river. Below the northern falls. You picked it."

How… I could not even think. The cell was spinning. My knees went weak. ‘Alpha….Alpha. I am in the east border. The rogues are coming. All the patrol is out. She is here, the witch is…….’ The link cut, vanished to thin air. The fear that had passed through the link, it was something else. My body swayed. With one wave, my hand had turned to a claw, slicing the man’s head off his neck. “Helix, take everyone into the bunker. The rogues are here.”

I asked before the three Rogues in question came lunging at me. I wasn’t in the mood to dance, so let’s do snap snap snap, shall we? I dodged a blow from the first Rogue and caught the blow of the second Rogue in my fangs. With my jaw strength, I flung the guy in whatever direction, and in his landing, he most likely broke a bone or two. First snap. The third Rogue lunged at me but I got to him first and snapped his left arm in half. Well, I didn’t let it fall off. I let it dangle inside his skin.

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.

He held out his hand to me. I took it and walked beside him as he showed me around. The land was really massive. Surely not as big as my former pack but his territory was impressive for a rogue. He took me to the hut that was used as a healing house for the injured during attacks and clashes with strays and the sick. I saw Cara was in there. The woman gave me a nod of acknowledgement and I returned one back. Next, he took me to see the nursing home. At first I was shocked that there were children here but really it shouldn't have been that surprising. Of course rogues would marry amongst themselves if they were mated and have children. I saw the bathing hut which had a wooden contraption tha

Ayra cursed when she realized that she had broken into a pack territory and from the looks of it, they weren't going to let her go just like that. One of the brown wolves growled and signaled to the others. “Surrender Rogue, don't make us use the tough way on you” the other half naked guy on the tree said. “Never, I rather die than surrender” Ayra growled with gritted teeth, she could feel the world around her spinning but she wouldn't succumb to them. “Then we have no other choice” The last thing Ayra saw before she blacked out was the other half naked guy flipping down from the tree.

I said before he could leave the room. He slowed to a stop at the door, his hand on the handle on the door. He turned back to me. “Currently I am working as a rogue wolf. I've been banished from the pack until I can bring you and the rest back safely. Any other person you see outside there are hired men that I need to carry out this operation” he said calmly. But I was freaking out inside. Banished? Who could've done this? It doesn't make any sense. It wasn't his fault that this happened.

Lincoln’s POV What the hell did she mean that I was a rogue? That question lingered in my mind until someone came to get me. He stood tall, and the red of his hair was like the dying embers of a fire. “You,” I began. “I’m Ruby’s brother, Garnett,” he answered like he was bored as the bars slid open. “Move along. We have no time to waste.” The chains on my wrists were opened, and I was tempted to launch myself against this person, to fight him—to get out of here. But something in his stature and the vast sword strapped on his waist made me stop.