Rogue Romance Novels & Stories

But I promised that I would take her to see her family. Javier drops his defensive stance, responding, “I’m sorry man, it’s just bizarre that you didn’t know..” He looks apologetic. Then explains. “And a Rogue is a wild stray wolf, basically. They don’t have any leader or pack, and most don’t want one. They cause chaos wherever they go and are vicious killers. Ripping people who get in their way to shreds literally! They stank too.” And lil Shawn exclaims, “Yeah, they smell like garbage truck juice!”

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.

I keep my hand over the new rogue's mouth as she continues to sob, I then lean over and slide my other hand behind Mary's neck pulling her up just a fraction so that I can kiss her with the uncontrolled dominance I feel running through me. I increase both my thrusts and harden my kiss as another wave of Aurora's heat passes over us. The new rogue... After this, I must find out her name, as she will most likely be joining us from here on. The new rogue sobs quietly around my hand, but I make her scream as I thrust my hips really hard once, twice more and then release, emptying myself deep inside her. As another wave of Aurora's heat passes over us, I start thrusting my hips again, growling lo

Arthur had felt their presence like an instinct he couldn’t explain. “I… I tried to stop them.” But it had been too late. They would never abandon their comrades to their deaths. All Arthur could do was go after them and try to kill as many rogues as he could. Didn’t know how many rogues there were, but he knew that the patrol members would be in trouble. They fought fiercely, ripping and tearing through the rogues in practiced patterns. A rogue was only at an advantage against one werewolf because rogues were fierce and irrational beasts. Against teams of three, a rogue lost the advantage of being unpredictable as the three werewolves could cooperate.

ʼ “But since you'll be dead, I might as well as make your wife my second woman. How'd you like that? Knowing your cherished person lewdly serves another man?” ‘You bastard,’ “It has been fun knowing you E-s-c-l-i-f-f-e” Ashwin spelled out Rogue's alternative name and dropped his body on the sand leaving him there. Rogue stared at the fleeting feet of Ashwin, his vision overlapped by the darkness and he closed his eyes taking few several shallow breaths. “L-u-cifer, i-i co-uldn't keep my promise.” He started to recall, their first meeting and how scared he was when she addressed herself as the devil queen, the challenges they faced and how he suddenly started to be overprotective of her. Thei

She asked stubbornly. “Rogues are someone who is not from any pack, they live lonely like wild. The Riverstone pack has a law they don’t invite rogues to join them, instead, they kill them,” said Carmen while rolling her eyes. “Kill them? But why?” She asked. “My Dad has told me a long time ago When the moon goddess has come to the earth for a mate, whom she soon found, a man destined to be her mate, legend says he was a werewolf born of the humans when she found him, they had a daughter together, their first child they loved her so much, one day a rogue thought the girl was his mate, so he abducts her but she was not his mate, she was mated to a Canis Lupus,” Carmen was telling a tale in he

, Jake said and stood up to go. " If I were you, I'd go to Paris and never leave her again", he finished softly and closed the door behind him. Maybe he was in love with her. The way she made him feel, clouding his thoughts, leaving him empty among others could only be interpreted as love. But he wasn't good for her. He could he, broken and scarred know how to love? He had been proven to be a rogue so many times, incapable of feeling certain things. Love, if that was the name of how he felt, wasn't for people like him.

I said as I adjusted my robe. “Well you’re a fool doctor.” Rogue said as she approached me with an amused smile. “I want nothing from you but to see the look of despair written all over your face. I want you to be a righteous man, one who is pure and honest and a slave to God because it makes breaking you more satisfying.” The seductive mood, silver tongue and poisonous glare; products of my disobedience to heeding her warnings. Rogue had every intention of bringing to world to ashes all for the sake of understanding pain, death. I was fool for getting too close and I was too deep to swim out.

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.

Unlike how I found him unconscious and butt naked. "Why did you leave your pack, Peyton?" He questions, eyes never leaving mine. "Stepping foot into this land as an exiled wolf makes you nothing but a rogue. And we do kill rogues, or lock them up because they're never to be trusted." The lines on his forehead are furrowing as he makes this known to me.