Rogue Heiress Novels & Stories

Rogue whistled and got all of their attention. "You all are aware that I am the true vampire king. I have found my pereche, Hera and she is the true queen. She's also the daughter of the late Mikhail Constantine who we all know was the best assassin in our world. Hera was trained the same. So let's practice together, first to bleed loses and any kill strike is immediately disqualifying. Who is first to challenge my queen," Rogue stated firmly. I gritted my teeth hearing them murmur that I was too small and weak looking. Javin stood and said he'd fight me and after his announcement disappeared. I rolled my eyes as I watched the asshole moving closer. His form still bent light causing a shift

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" Oh hell no ! Don't think that just because I gave you a chance to pursue me , I will come running back into your arms . I have a bit more pride than this, after years of dismissing me like that , do you really believe , I will jump right onto you when you come knocking on my door , huh? I still have a bit more option other than just you , your highness " Rogue crookedly smiled and fisted her hair , it was a violent move , a move that will let her know how depraved he was but it pleased him when she didn't gazed at him with fear and wariness..Instead her eyes flashed with irritation and - arousal . Damn , so she liked it rough huh .

She couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding as he began to speak. "I hope you all have enjoyed this gathering," Hao Xiang begins, his eyes sweeping across the room. "Today is indeed a special day, as it marks the beginning of a new chapter for our family. My lovely grandchild Sarah, and my heiress is here." Cynthia clearly shows irritation with the word “heiress,” so she leans over to whisper to her daughter Arlene. Their hushed voices were barely audible, but Sarah could sense a mixture of excitement and curiosity in their demeanor.

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.

“Only if you keep stealing them before anyone else gets a chance!” “Guilty as charged,” I admit, stealing a cookie off the plate and taking a bite. It’s soft and sweet, with just the right amount of frosting. “Mmm, so worth it!” As I savor the moment, a flutter of wings draws my attention. Evangeline flits by, her shimmering presence impossible to ignore. She carries a tray piled high with chocolate desserts, her smile radiant. “Who wants some chocolate mousse?” she calls out, her voice melodic, like a gentle breeze rustling the leaves. “It is werewolf and allergy safe.”

her voice thundered in the passageway. I glanced at the sides. Was that all she could do as vengeance? Trying to humiliate me will only cost her more. “Maybe you need to be forced—” she drew my attention. I shook my head and bowed to her. “Greetings, the Supreme Heiress….” She smirked, coming closer to me while sniffling. “I can perceive Roger's scent around you. I wonder if you two are mates or that you meet often.” her lips stretched into a devilish smile. “You can't be the King's mate and then have Roger's scent lurking around you.” she added, her lips twitched.

“As an alpha heir you don’t get your pick of the litter, you have to be with someone who can help you grow in your position.” “That’s right.” I confirm. “And it was because of that I tried desperately to keep anyone from discovering that Marigold even existed. I met her when I was only sixteen and hunting. She was a rogue with no pack, she was traveling with her family from place to place. They were struggling when I found them. They were cold, hungry and homeless.

“You shouldn’t have come down here, Dad. That was a wrong move and I’m not afraid to say it to you. Listening to this bitch is even more stupid because as far as I’m concerned, she has nothing to say about Heather and I because she knows nothing about us. I never chose her as a mate, and I never agreed to be with her. She is everything I hate in a woman and I would rather die than be with her. You claim I am not willing to take up my responsibility as King of all wolves, and you claim I was here to fool around with a rogue princess. But it would interest you to know that this very rogue princess has lived amongst us since she was nine. She has never hurt anyone or broken any of our rules. An

“He doesn’t love me anymore.” Marcus laughed lowly. “Told you this wouldn’t last. A queen can’t lie about the heir and expect to keep her crown.” Silvia slammed the glass down. “Don’t mock me.” He shrugged. “Fine. So what now?” She was quiet for a moment, thinking. Her nails scratched gently at her wrist. “I know her… I’ve seen her before. That name… Alana Winters…” She said the name again, softly. “Alana Winters… Winters… It sounds so familiar. Why can’t I remember?”