Rogue Soldier Novels & Stories

“Lilith isn’t the only one who can call the dead.” The earth shuddered. My stomach lurched as the ground split wider, roots snapping like bones. And then,movement. A figure clawed its way upward. Not flesh. Not fully spirit. A Forsaken soldier, bones blackened, eyes hollow embers. Chains clung to his body, dragging against the earth as he rose. My blood ran cold. “You brought me here to fight him?” My voice cracked. “Alone?” The rogue stood. His golden eyes burned in the dark. “Not alone. With the mark. If you cannot command it, you will be consumed. Better you learn that here than on a battlefield.”

Kael parried a strike, shoved his blade through a rogue’s chest, and snarled, “Didn’t think I needed to!” The clearing erupted into chaos. Horses screamed, soldiers shouted, and the ground became slick with blood. Rogues fought with a desperation that bordered on madness, their attacks relentless. Kael cut through them with precision, but there were too many. He saw one soldier dragged down beneath snapping jaws, another crushed under sheer brute force. The losses piled before his eyes. Atlas moved like a shadow, his daggers flashing in tight arcs, but even he struggled to keep them at bay. “There’s no end to them!”

The soldier commanded with coolness, the silver-edged whip in his hand glinted in the dimming firelight. “I’m already up,” I said raspily. “And for the hundredth time, I'm not a Rogue!” Another soldier entered bearing a whip. Not one, not two, but there are three of them willing to whip me tonight. The other had an iron-edge whip and a normal whip for the third one, the kind of whip you usually use in a horse. “Please. I told you I’m not a Rogue! I’m innocent—I’ve been set up!” My plea was drowned by my sobbing when males with thunderous footsteps suddenly kicked the door open.

They moved through the outer yard like they could see a map of it that no one else could see, navigating around Obsidian wolves and hitting Ashmoor soldiers with a targeted precision that should not have been possible for wolves who had never been inside this fortress before. An Ashmoor soldier broke from the eastern cluster and ran toward the inner corridor entrance. A rogue cut him off before he reached it. The rogue simply appeared in the path and the soldier stopped and then the soldier was dead and the rogue was already turning back toward the eastern cluster. Two Ashmoor soldiers shifted fully and tried to engage a pair of rogues together. The rogues split. One drew both shifted wolves

‎ ‎I slashed the air with the blade. ‎ ‎"We are the storm that Julius tried to bottle! And we are coming to break the glass!" ‎ ‎For a second, there was silence. ‎ ‎Then, a Rogue howled. ‎ ‎A soldier slammed his spear against his shield. ‎ ‎Then another. And another. ‎ ‎The sound built into a deafening rhythm of howling and steel. The lines blurred. Rogues slapped soldiers on the back. Soldiers handed Rogues extra ammunition. ‎ ‎Kaelen looked up at me. He was smiling, a fierce, wild grin.

"Take her." They moved forward, but Zane stepped in front of me. "Try it." "You can't fight us all, Darius." "Want to bet?" A howl echoed through the forest. Then another. And another. Rogues emerged from the shadows. Dozens of them, surrounding the pack wolves. "You brought an army?" Alpha Thorne snarled. "I brought family." Zane smiled, all teeth. "The rogues you've been hunting? They're mine. Every last one."

Luke didn’t stop looking at each of them so intensely as he continued, “The rogue attack is drawing closer and closer to our boundaries.” “And we are prepared,” one of the elders replied. Luke shook his head, frowning a bit, “Are you sure about this? How ready?” he replied. The elders knew he had lost his dad to a rogue attack in a neighbouring pack, in which his dad’s friend was alpha and he had gone to assist them. Since then, their pack had been on consistent alert and guarding. No rogue was let to go free, as they could be a spy.

Why the fuck were they blocking my path! Kavin quickly came to my side. His eyes shone with anger, just like mine. The rogues licked their lips, ready to pounce at any time. There was only a low chance of winning against twelve rogues when we were only two. But that was also when soldiers from the Moon Keeper's pack launched an attack against the rogues. It took them so fucking long!! They jumped through the windows, surrounding us in no time. The soldiers pounced at every rogue and tore them into pieces. There was blood everywhere. It was going to be a bloody pond in no time, I knew.

I had to forcefully tear my gaze away from Connor to face the redheaded man. “Nice to meet you,” he said, about to raise his hand,“Im-” He suddenly broke off and I noticed his nose twitching. He had finally caught my scent. “You're a-” “Rogue. Yes.” I clenched my jaw as I forced a small smile. The man looked lost for words. I couldn't see anything on his features apart from utter shock, proving that He seemed stunned at the sight of me. It wasn't a good thing or a bad thing, depending on what happened after.

I decided to focus on my mate and this was a decision that I knew I wasn’t going to regret. Chasing revenge for alpha Jack’s sake was the riskiest thing for me to do because I would have always been afraid that I would eventually get caught. I knew that alpha Jack was very fond of me but that didn’t guarantee me that he would fight for me to be kept alive if I had been caught. He was never going to protect me as well as he would protect any other wolf in his pack if they were in trouble. No matter how much he liked me the fact that I was a rogue was always going to be something that stayed in his mind.