Rogue Romance の小説・ストーリー

"My group has information about rogue movements in the northern territories. There's something brewing there, a coalition forming under a leader who's smarter than most. They're already putting pressure on the Silverfang Pack's borders, and it's only a matter of time before they start looking at BlackClaw territory." It was plausible enough. Rogue coalitions formed periodically, usually falling apart within months due to internal power struggles, but occasionally persisting long enough to cause real problems for established packs. "And in exchange for this information?" I asked, though I already knew what she would want. "A place in your pack," Sofia said. "Not just for me, but for my closes

, 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 was happy and I had all the things I could possibly dream of having, but it sure as hell wasn't an easy ride to get here. "Take a moment to imagine our pack captured a rogue and that rogue just happened to be my mate. Continue imagining that this rogue used sarcasm as a natural defence and had an answer for basically everything. Now imagine our father was the reason this rogue was a rogue in the first place and she had nothing left so she pretty much demanded that I earn her trust, to prove I was nothing like our father. Imagine that I did this for almost two weeks, only seeing this rogue three times in that period, during which time I killed two guards and almost killed our Alpha. Imagine

The doors pushed open and I peaked through the bookcase to have a clear view of the rogue. The rogue, looked like a savage male version of a Nymph. If he washed up, he'd be actually good looking. But every rogue, had just a few things on their mind- especially an alpha. Sex, Hunt, Kill, or Eat. Like a wild wolf with nowhere specific to run off to. He had white foam running down from his lips, a sign he was rogue. He didn't have an ink of humanity but it won't stop him from shifting freely between forms. There were only a few things that could make an alpha go rogue. My guess would be as good as any of what happened to him. He was butt naked, muscles tone and fit. He had a mirror's shard cutt

Even if it is dinner with the enemy. My plan. Eric had my parents killed when I was eight years old. If my mother didn’t hide me away so I could escape, I would have been dead too. I spent my life as a rogue, learning all I could to survive. I had learned of a newer pack that had formed. The Red Moon Pack. Their Alpha, Ryan Blackstock, had a son around my age. No one had ever seen his son. When I learned that Eric had sent for a meeting with the new Alpha, I quickly intercepted the message and decided to pose as the new Alpha’s son, Bryce, here to speak to the Alpha on my father’s behalf.. My goal is to get close to Eric, convince him to be our ally and once I have gained his trust, de

After another subtle nod from the Alpha, Lucianne sighed in despair and defeat before her eyes turned sapphire blue, and Officer Laila went through the questions quickly, “Name?” “Margaret Nyphea Rouge.” “Age?” “33.” “Birth pack?” “Fleet Wood.” Lucianne and Tate exchanged shocked glances. Fleet Wood was demolished by rogues years ago. Their Alpha and Luna were killed along with everyone else. No one survived. Margaret and Stella must have been casted out before then. Wait, were the rogues who destroyed Fleet Wood…Margaret’s rogues? “Husband’s name?” Margaret swallowed a lump in her throat before Lucianne’s Authority compelled her to answer. She did so in a small voice, “I have no husband.”

“That was centuries ago!” “Well, living forever has its perks and drawbacks.” “Tell me more!” I said, slamming his back against the seat. “Ravenhead and Hargreaves had a child. It’s quite the love story, to be honest. The hunter, an elite Fae warrior, falls in love with her prey, the Alpha of werewolves. Enemies to lovers. All that forbidden romance…” I gritted my teeth. “You mean to tell me I saved a descendant of my enemy?!”

After all, Rogue was born with the greatest manipulative strategies anyone could ever perceive. My tone was several octaves deeper, Rogue spoke in a very crude voice, "You will not take a step away from that space, Sky. If you do...I will fuck you into a mess in that same space." Lesley rolled her eyes at Rogue and I. I...was never the one to perform a sin, have unconsentual love with anyone in this goddamn world. Even the beast has his own morals... Rogue crawled back within me as I stared at her retrieving shadow.

"You look like a rogue right now." I blinked up at him. A small smile touched the corners of my lips for the very first time in hours. It felt strange to smile, like my face had forgotten how to do it. "What does a rogue look like?" I asked. Dom kept his large hand tightly around my waist. He looked down at my face, his eyes softening, like he was examining me. "A rogue has wild, messy hair. Puffy eyes from crying too much. Red skin around the cheeks. The only difference is... a rogue can never be this beautiful."

Younger than Piper, maybe, or close to it, wiry in the way wolves get when they haven't eaten regularly in a while, and there's a smell on him I recognize immediately because I used to carry a version of it myself — fear, old and constant, the kind that becomes part of a person's scent instead of a passing thing. "Let him breathe," I tell Wells, and she does, though she doesn't step back, doesn't lower her guard, just gives him enough room to talk instead of choke. "Who are you," Renata asks, flat, already between the boy and any direction he might think to run. "Nobody. Nobody important. I heard—" He stops, swallows, tries again. "I heard there's a place two states over that takes in rogues