Rogue Empire Novels & Stories

Their child, born into a world free from the rogue threat, would grow up knowing the sacrifices made by their parents and the importance of unity and strength. troubling reports of increased rogue activity near our borders. They have grown bolder and more aggressive, posing a threat not only to our packs but to the entire region." A hushed murmur spread through the room, as the gravity of the situation sank in. Rogue werewolves were individuals who had either been banished or had chosen to live outside the structured hierarchy of packs. They were known for their lawlessness and unpredictability, often causing harm to innocent humans and supernatural beings alike.

Right? Those nightmares couldn't be his memories, right? *~*~* “So what do you know about this rogue pack?” Sage inquires, staring at Kieran, Cassian and Riven as they gather in Kieran's office. “From the information we received, it's not a mere rogue pack,” Riven answers. “Its territory is larger than Ashbourne and Bloodfang combined. It's said to be ruled by the Rogue King,” Sage frown. “The Rogue King?”

We also recently found out that Addison and Ty's daughter Brie is King Emile's mate, it was confirmed by the witches and his mother. Ty was not too happy about that until Emile assured him he wouldn't interfere until Brie was twenty-one and Ty was ok with that. We have a pretty good idea where the rogue kingdom is located but we have not quite figured out the magic that was used to spell the area, it is called the forbidden forest and no one is allowed to go there, if you wander into it you will more than likely never return. Esmerelda is now the Rogue Queen and is working with the dark witch. We know eventually, she will want to avenge Roman but they lost a lot of men and she is not stupid

Now, he stood at the forefront of governance alongside Malakai and Amani, ensuring the kingdom remained just and fair. The Rogue Lands, once seen as desolate and lawless, had transformed under their rule. The borders were now open, allowing its people to travel freely into the Pack Lands to trade, sell, and work. No longer bound by the old laws of segregation, the Rogues had found a new place in this evolving world. Many chose to remain independent, living outside the structure of a pack, but they were no longer outcasts. They thrived, and for the first time in years, the specters of famine and poverty had been wiped from the lands. The kingdom’s prosperity was shared, and all were free to l

he sighed, “Well, they were criminals…” I mumbled, “Rogues, darlings are not always criminals. My parents were rogue vampires for a while. A rogue is a person who is not in a pack or into society; it does not mean they committed a crime,” he sighed, and I squinted my eyebrows. “Are any of those guys the case?” I asked, and he took a deep breath. “No, two of them attacked a pack and killed several warriors, and the other one robbed a shop and killed the owner,” he said, and I took a deep breath.

These were Rogues, The only enemies Lycans had were the Rogue Wolves. They had once been the same, they shared their lands with each other, that was a long time ago, even before all the werewolf Packs fell under the Lycans. It was said that the Rogues had once tried to take over, they were also Lycans and possessed strengths a normal wolf could only dream of. They wanted to rule as the only werewolf pack in the world, so they tried to take out the Lycan pack. Unfortunately for them, the rest of the packs joined hands and they were defeated. They were banished from the Empire and forced to live in small packs, their population had dwindled over the years. Killian had only known of one Rogue W

“You slept for so long that I began to worry you would never wake up.” “How long was it?” I rasp, my voice hoarse from a combination of disuse and lack of water. “Five days,” the man responds. “Who are you?” I interrupt before he can continue. “Ah. Of course. Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. I am Clay Denvo. The king of the rogues,” he says as he gestures widely with his arms. “I didn’t know that the rogues have a leader,” I respond coolly.

Former Lycan Court warriors, rogues, anyone who ran when everything fell apart. Only about forty of them were left. All that remained of the fight against the Council. “We need to attack soon,” said Drake, a scarred warrior. “The longer we wait, the stronger the Council gets.” “Attack with what?” Amara, a rogue who had joined recently, replied. “We’ve got forty fighters. The Council has thousands. That’s suicide.” “So we just hide?” Drake snapped. “Let them win?” “We’re not letting them win. We’re surviving.” Amara gestured around the group. “Every one of us is a loose end the Council hasn’t tied up yet. Our existence is proof we’re still fighting back.”

“And what exactly is a rogue?” “Rogues are all those who are expelled from their packs. If another pack includes a rogue, it is fine, but most packs do not include a rogue in their community. A rogue can be a woman who gives birth out of marriage or out of mate bond. A rogue can be a man who runs away from the pack for his benefits. And a wife, husband, daughter or son of a rogue would be a rogue. So, yes you are a rogue.” The way his words came out, I felt like ground slipping beneath me.

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.