Rogue Lineage Necromancer Novels & Stories

His posture straightened, eyes narrowing at the forest. “What’s wrong?” I whispered. “Wait.” His nostrils flared. His muscles tensed. “Something’s… off.” A shadow flickered between the trees. Jayce took one slow step in front of me, blocking my body with his. “What the hell is that scent?” he muttered. “I’ve never smelled anything like” A voice cut through the trees, dark and mocking. “Well… isn’t this perfect.” A rogue stepped out, smile twisted, eyes glowing with hunger.

My trembling hands pushed away the curtain, and the blinding morning light made me squint, but I struggled to keep them open to take on the grand sight outside this carriage. Towering ivory walls reaching up to fifty meters, seemingly reaching for the horizons, and a luxurious blackwood double-door gate embossed with a ruby-eyed ebony wolf howling to the heavens highlighted by golden lines, as if the giant black wolf with blood-red eyes is ready to leap out of the gate and massacre its enemies. The entrance to the core power territory of the Rogue kingdom exudes a terrifying momentum of bloodshed and carnage. It perfectly fits the image of the Rogue werewolf race that I have learned and hear

"Go! I signaled my pilot to fly the girl and the medical team away, and I remained behind to deal with the soldiers. I had already mindlinked my beta and asked him to send the military force in case a war were to begin. I am a Lycan. I am the strongest of all, so killing all those men singlehandedly was a piece of cake for me, but still, I chose to involve my military. I knew sending back the corpses of his men would only humiliate him more because he would be left wondering why his a hundred and something men were defeated by a single person. "What brought you to my kingdom?" I asked as more of the troop trooped closer to me.

His claws grew longer and it’s reflected the light making them look even sharper. Lilly grabbed Declan's shirt and hugged him tighter. From her experience, while being held captive by the Rogues, Nero was a cold and mysterious person. And he turned out to be the person who brought the rogues and a dark magic witch to attack Blue Moon in the past. He's definitely very dangerous. "Don't worry baby, I got you." Declan calmed her down in their mind link. “Why? Because I killed Alpha Don?” Nero tilted his head, deliberately inviting the rage of the three sons of the Alpha that he killed hundreds of years ago.

Mages who also cast spells were considered to have a higher status than bloodline wizards who relied on talent, because they had a wealth of knowledge. However, one's background is not something one can choose. Now that things have come to this, all she can do is try to find a way to alleviate the symptoms while striving to become a 15th level Dragon Vein Warlock Master as soon as possible, so that she can free herself from the shackles of her bloodline urges once and for all.

Ryker mutters, walking away, barking out orders to Ragnar's minions. I turn away from the battle scene, feeling sick. A weapon that could kill an immortal? I shake my head. That had to be the random rambles of a dying man. The look on Ragnar's face, however, when I went back to him was cold and calculating, his lips set in a frown, eyes locked on where the last rogue had fallen. He doesn't even bother to retrieve his scythe, which is impaled in a tree bark a few feet away.

The Wizard was present at the tomb of Alpha Troy "Don't worry Troy, you will be out of those shackles in no time". He raised his staff up to the sky and began to speak in runes. While he was chanting some magical words, the tomb began to shake visibly and there was a crack. Out of the tomb came a living dead corpse which had no head "You were not born without head and so I command thee to be with one" and just like that, a head began to form from it's neck.

Nicks mouth dropped as I delivered the news. “You cannot be serious Alpha” he implored shaking his head. “What are you doing?” “Do not fret my old friend” giving him a wink. “Edric has offered his daughter to me, as soon as we are married I will be the Alpha of the Red Crescent Rogues”. Slapping Nick on the back with gusto, “Now let's have a drink to celebrate”.

"If you don't reject him, I'll have to declare him a rogue and banish him from this pack. We don't need him here." "You can't do that father. He is your subject! You can't maltreat your pack members for no reason! That will be outrageous!" I yelled. I couldn't believe my ears. Being declared a rogue was the worst thing that could happen to a werewolf — aside from being rejected. A rogue was an outlaw, one without a pack. He was sent out of his home to roam about the deadly forest alone. Rogues were helpless wolves without the protection of an alpha and they were open to any attack whatsoever

A few royal lycan's and members of their court were present. "This way to the burial ground," Davide interrupts and has everyone follow him. Halfway through the service that is held at the burial ground Davide slips away but not before warning you, "don't try anything stupid." After your parents were lowered into the ground in open coffins to speed up the decomposing process the lycan king and queen stood closer to a man. You recognize the man as the shaman that put you to sleep when you were at the higher council. Without warning, he did a few movements. "There, the mind spell is lifted. I don't know if you were aware but you also had a dark spell over you. I removed it as well," he says be