Rogue/gambit Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The Rogue screams into my face, filling my nose with the rancid smell of his breath. "You will never get out of this," he taunts me, trying to push me back but the harder he tries, the deeper my nails push into his chest. "They will kill you, and there would be nothing you can do about it." I just laugh internally, watching Arthur push around Owen like he's a rag doll. Meanwhile, even though the scarred Rogue is doing his best to push me off and shift, the only thing he manages to do is hurt himself further. I dig further into his body, enjoying the swell of blood slowly surrounding him as my nails dig deeper. I know that Arthur and I should probably go, but I still want to make an example o

I exhaled harshly and put my earbud back in and didn't push play, closing my eyes to Everett frowning at me. I pretended to ignore the two as I sat back and listened to them talk. "Rogue is an extremely attractive man, um, plus an A+ assassin, he might fall in love with her at first glance and we will be out of the running, Everett mumbled upset and Cassian laughed at him.

“I have always wanted to see you but I was scared that I might attack you.” Rogue were nocturnal creatures, they couldn’t control their desire to attack irrespective of who it was, their mind would go know from the reality and until their bloodshed is satisfied, they could go blind for hours. “You could never harm me” I informed him as I rested my back on his body. We laid in silence staring at the moon for hours, it felt nice to see him again and my heart mended a bit from the all the evil I had buried inside for Darla.

The decision of marking Hellen under the influence of his jealousy, the fact that he and Hellen had waited for so long for that event to happen, he had so many plans yet in his rage he didn't even realise what he was doing until it was done and impossible to reverse. When Alice was taken away by Rogue king. Raymond lost control over himself and at night walking back and forth in his room he was enraged yet was extremely disturbed by the thought of that Rogue touching the girl that was supposed to be his mate. He knew he had no rights to be angered when he was the one who gave her away to that beast by banishing her. He was the one who handed her to her so called second chance mate because of

“We have an alibi, witnesses to that, and nothing to gain from such destruction.” My voice was so low, so deadly—my eyes so fierce, so unyielding, that Marcus actually balked. It was brief and slight, but it was there. He took a step back. I stood taller. Every inch upward made my burned skin pull, but I didn’t flinch. “Tyler Rogers is my mate,” I said as if announcing it to an audience. “Yes, I am a rogue. But we have already sealed our bond. And there’s nothing anyone can do to break that.”

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

Damon has grown up with her, though he cares for her because she was his pack member but that didn't mean she would cross her limits. He didn't know when she changed so much. It was all fine until she started looking at him in a weird way. Everything changed when their pack was taken from them. He became stronger, gathered all his men and kept the pack together. Being a rogue wasn't easy and as he was late Alpha's only son. It was his duty to protect his people. As a rogue he has to battle against many other rogues and small packs. He became ruthless, cold, merciless. He became the lone King of the rogues.

I planned on going Rogue and living a normal life. But then the attack happened. It was unexpected, we were completely unprepared, and it resulted in most of the pack being wiped out, including my parents, Tony, and our sister Lilah, who was only a baby. By the time the fight had ended, there were only 40 members of the pack left. We had lost almost 500 members of the pack and were completely lost. We also lost the packlands as they were destroyed beyond repair, and with me being the oldest Alpha family member left, the remaining pack members turned to me for guidance, and I took on the role even if it went against every fiber of my being.

Lexi I pushed myself out through the opposite door – the one beside where Dean had been sitting. It was already open, hanging crooked on its hinges. The whole place was covered in smoke as I got out. There was not a soul in sight, but I could hear screams from a distance. “Rogues! They attacked!” A rogue attack? When we had a hunter with us the whole time? My head throbbed as I pressed a hand to my head and stumbled forward. The car that had crashed into us was nowhere to be found, but as I tried looking around, I saw him. Jax.

They parted to form a corridor, and a familiar figure strolled through, voice dripping with contempt. "How pathetic, dear brother. Didn't I tell you never to come back?" It was Adrian's own brother — the one who'd stolen everything from him. Adrian's eyes burned the moment he saw him. "Damien, you have the nerve to show your face? If you hadn't set me up, I never would've—" Blood erupted from his mouth before he could finish. Seeing Adrian so broken, Damien looked positively delighted. His grin widened, features twisting into something ugly. "You'd better remember your place. I'm the Alpha now. You're nothing but a rogue who got thrown out of his own pack."