Rogue Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

"You wanted me to make a scene." Jade's lips curved into the tiniest smile. "Did we?" Before I could respond, the hall doors burst open. A figure strode in, power radiating from every step. The crowd parted like water. My breath caught in my throat as I recognized him. Everyone knew who he was. Zane Darius. The Rogue King. The wolf even Alphas feared. His eyes scanned the room before landing on me. Something sparked in those dark depths. "Am I interrupting something?" His voice was velvet over steel.

Stories and gossip around this place spread faster than a wildfire in winter! “Otsana overstepped her boundaries!” I growled. “The queen wanted her gone. Either you live with it, or you leave. Just a warning if you decide to leave …” A smile started to form in the corners of my mouth. “Alison is also the queen of the rogues. If you leave and become rogue, you will still have to obey her laws or face death.” I was so tired of having to be nice to people who didn’t deserve it! “Surely, she won’t …” Otsana’s father gaped at me and I pulled my fingers through my hair.

Another Rogue. Only that this one has no smell.

he said, “But this is the Malchian Grove. My home, my territory. You play by my rules only.” I puckered my lips, my eyes going all puppy. “Awwn, poor Mr. Beasty wants respect. “ Then, almost immediately, my tone became caustic. “Well, maybe you should have thought about it before abducting me. I’m never gonna play by your rules. Mark my words.” “It's Mr. Roberto-Macini. Matteo Roberto-Macini,” he said and I rolled my eyes. “You will have to, Miss. Your survival depends on your cooperation.”

He said in a calm, cold voice and closed his entire hand crushing Ashwin on the spot. Spontaneously to him crushing Ashwin, Rogue appeared before Miuery, who tried to defend with her swamp ability. Rogue’s hand simply bypassed the Swamp and tore through her intestines, he looked at her fearful eyes and swung her to the side, making her smash against the mountain wall.

Maverick stiffens beside me, his eyes flashing with something I can’t name right now. Ahead of us, branches snap and something massive shifts in the shadows. I catch a glimpse of its eyes, unnatural, red and burning. It’s not a normal werewolf, but a rogue. And it's not a random rogue. Nyx pushes against my skin, desperate to break free. ‘A rogue. Kill him.’ The rogue snarls, his shoulders bulging as he steps into view. His eyes linger on me for a heartbeat, then move back to the ground. I push forward, ready to shift, but in a flash, the rogue lunges away. The trees shake as he crashes through them, gone before I can rip free my claws.

The rogue shakes its head and still doesn’t shift, whining, morosely, as it continues to cower. I follow the aqua thread that is connected to the rogue and quickly breech its mind. Me: ‘You need to shift back now, or I will be forced to kill you.’ Rogue: ‘How...' Me: ‘It’s one of my gifts. Now do as I said.’ Rogue: ‘I can’t shift. I am stuck this way.’ Me: ‘Why?’ Rogue: ‘I can’t tell you.’ Me: ‘You can’t, or you won’t?’

Part of him wanted to turn into a wolf, but he refused. Suddenly, from behind the Rogues, another Rogue appeared. He was different from all the Rogues who had attacked him. His body was more robust and larger. His fur was silver, a very rare color. He didn't look like a Rogue at all. His eyes were also different. Rogue had black-brown eyes, while the new Rogue had orange eyes. This was the first time Lyall had seen those eyes. But the wolf was definitely Rogue, as its scent was strong.

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.

"Who are you talking about? Akira?" The rogue nodded erratically. "Yes! She fucking murdered Lion and the others," He shook his head as if the memory still haunted him. "It all happened so fast, next thing the vines and shit were squeezing the life out of Sam and she was casting out spells like I was in a damn Harry Potter story." Huh? Spells? The little human was getting a lot more tougher to handle. Before I could voice my response, the rogue ran off, looking back as if he was scared we were going to call him back.