Novel & Cerita Rogue Elements Book

“And of course, you don’t want to mark me because you don’t want to take your throne back.” “I don’t know what I want to do yet. I have no support. No army. It’s not that easy.” “What about these rogues Monty spoke about? What is a rogue anyway?” “A rogue is a packless wolf. It’s not that easy. Rogues aren’t warriors. By the time I have them trained and ready for a war, Caspian would know and we’d all be dead. Well, not you and me…we’d only wish we were dead.”

The doors pushed open and I peaked through the bookcase to have a clear view of the rogue. The rogue, looked like a savage male version of a Nymph. If he washed up, he'd be actually good looking. But every rogue, had just a few things on their mind- especially an alpha. Sex, Hunt, Kill, or Eat. Like a wild wolf with nowhere specific to run off to. He had white foam running down from his lips, a sign he was rogue. He didn't have an ink of humanity but it won't stop him from shifting freely between forms. There were only a few things that could make an alpha go rogue. My guess would be as good as any of what happened to him. He was butt naked, muscles tone and fit. He had a mirror's shard cutt

A contract. Until now. A deep chill slid through my spine. I flipped through another book — this one filled with sketches, maps, and what looked like blood-stained seals. One image stood out: a circle of symbols, three interlocking sigils, and at its center — a human silhouette. Below it, a single phrase: 'Fragment of the fallen gods.’ The book was talking about how there were pieces of uninhibited power flying around and enhancing different races. Whatever the Rogue King was doing... He was harvesting fragments. The power of the gods.

I take a break from my work and hunt down and kill rogues that have gone insane. Unlike most werewolves, I don’t kill all rogues, just the ones that are insane. That is why I said that the werewolf treatment of rogues is a problem. Often, wolves who have gone rogue to escape a bad situation and are seeking shelter, are killed or imprisoned simply because they are rogues. Ugh. This annoys me so much. Innocent people are killed because of herd mentality. Why can’t the pack wolves see that some rogues are not bad?

Such betrayal, but what would you expect from a rogue. Never trust a rogue.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

Its Rowena, I don’t think a princess is ever going to be a sacrifice. Silence followed after I had said that,but I felt his tension ease. I looked at him in a way he wouldn’t know, I wanted to take all his features, his looks and the way he looked at me when I wasn’t starring. Why do they call you the rogue Alpha , I found myself asking. When I asked that question it seemed to get his attention because he looked at me. I don’t go with their rules princess and I don’t worship their stupid moon goddess who abandoned my people when your people turned against us or because I protected my people with my own power.

With unwavering determination, I mustered the courage to look into Tania's eyes, ensuring that she understood the sincerity of my intentions. "I have something to tell you as well. I have been holding onto it for a very long time and I believe that now is the right time for you to know. The last time that I tried to tell you, I was distracted and right now after hearing everything you've said about your identity and what happened to your kingdom, I came to realize that I have way more than my true identity to reveal to you. I am sure that you have already heard that I am a Rogue from Crescida and I hail from there, but you are unaware of what made me go rogue and now I am going to reveal eve

“Then blood will spill before the prophecy intends it to.” ……. In the deepest part of the forest, where the moonlight barely kissed the ground, a figure stood on a high ridge. Eyes glowing molten gold, burning with something fierce… and broken. The rogue alpha. His long coat fluttered in the breeze as he stared down at the distant lights of the city. The scent of Elaina still lingered on the wind—wildflower and power. “She’s awakening…” he murmured, jaw clenched, claws flexing at his sides.

Braxton chuckled slightly at the way Adira’s head tilted in confusion and nodded, “You wanted something subtle, right? Where no one would find us? Well there are hundreds of these throughout this woods, people will think nothing of it. You and I, however…” As the man trailed off, he lifted the hatch and Adira peered in. It was unsuspecting from the outside, perfectly discreet, but as she looked in, she noticed a stepladder which appeared to go further than any of the usual hatches. There was no running water sound like any of the other hatches. The movement of the hatch even seemed to cause a trail of lights to turn on one by one, creating a path. “What is this place?” “Well,” Braxton though