Rogue Titan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I rose up on my elbow slowly and shaking, but I kept myself still and turned towards him to face them all. “I was not throwing myself at you,” I said hoarsely. “You told me you loved me. You said you’d claim me after you finished your training. You told me I wasn’t like the others. That I mattered to you.” He rolled his eyes. “So naive.” “You swore,” I continued, still trying to override the tremor in my voice. “We were in the forest. You held me. You said we’d make a run for it if they didn’t take us. That your father would never have let you do it. Gees, you swore on the moon goddess f—”

I was getting angry now; I wasn’t going to take this, not from my wolf. “She’s done something to you already”, Titan whined; sadness coated his howl. “I warned you, Archer, I said she was dangerous.” “Well, you were wrong, Titan; as shocking as that must be to you, you were wrong.” “Can you hear yourself? I wasn’t wrong, Archer; she has done something to make you like her; she has brainwashed you” he pushed the matter, but I wasn’t going to let him speak such horseshit about someone we hardly know, who is nothing but lovely.

“You know,” Titan murmurs, his voice unusually quiet, “I waited so long for my mate that I almost convinced myself I never had one.” Maxine blinks. “What? How could that be? From everything you’ve told me—” “I know.” His gaze drifts away from hers. “But ever since I was a child… There were rumours.” A knot formed in Maxine’s stomach. “What kind of rumours?” For several seconds, Titan remains silent. His eyes lowered to the polished wooden desk between them. When he finally speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper. “A prophecy.”

I whispered as I pulled my face back. She reached down gently squeezing the wrist of the hand holding the vial. Her small hands barely going half way around Braxton’s large wrist. “We don’t know what it will do to you.” Braxton pulled back as we shifted back into my form. “But we know what it will do to her.” She smiled sweetly. “You’ve saved the Rogue Queen twice. Gave up going back to your family on his word that they would not be harmed if you stayed. I can’t do what you’ve done but I can do this.”

I shook my head, still trying to process the events that had just transpired. "Bro, you know literally as much as I do," I shot back, my frustration evident in my tone. Titan's response was a hearty laugh. "That's what you get for not leaving well enough alone," he howled, his amusement echoing off the castle walls. Titan's laughter was deafening, clearly entertained by the fact that I'd almost become a eunuch at the hands of a deranged imposter masquerading as a Forsaken. I, however, wasn't amused. The thought of losing my manhood was anything but humorous. My expression remained stern, a testament to my annoyance. "I need my cock," I stated bluntly, my tone a stark contrast to Titan's jovi

Dark blood gushed out of his body as he laid on the ground, Dante staggered back, resisting the urge to chew out the rogue and suck off all his blood. “Come to the forest with an extra pair of clothes.” I mindlinked to Seyric. “Yes, Alpha.” A reply came in almost immediately. Fifteen minutes later, he arrived and his eyes widened when he glanced at the rogue. “Impossible…” He muttered inaudibly. “Check with the guards at the border, I need to know how this rogue came into this pack… Scrutinize the rest and fist out who made this happen.” “Yes, Alpha.” He answered and turned to me.

Why on earth would he not let me go if he was feeling guilty. I sighed as I sat up on my bed. My hand slowly travelled on my lips. They were already less swollen and it was a miracle that Serena had noticed them. If she had, she had intentionally chosen not to say anything and knowing Serena, any of those scenarios would definitely work. The kiss flowed into my head again and I gritted my teeth. I had allowed my enemy to take my first kiss, just like that. A kiss with my enemy, Jonathan, the rogue Alpha, the person who ruined my life and killed my father, made me a slave from being a Princess. I had kissed him and I didn’t hate it. Somewhere at the back of my mind; I liked it and even craved

Ethan was halfway back to his camp with nothing more than a bloody nose from the guards he had just stolen the green flag from when I circled him and stepped into his line of site. "Ethan, you really need to be more careful," I taunted, and his nostrils flared when he took in my scent. I knew he recognized me as a rogue and despised me for it, but did he know who he was really up against? I was born with Alpha blood and had built myself up to be the most feared rogue in the world. "Do you know why I'm here?" He curled his lip and shook his head in disgust. "You touched something that belongs to me." My voice carried, and while I was concerned that someone might interrupt me before I got to t

Vi suddenly says, and whatever smile that's on my lips instantly disappears. “Yes,” I mumble as I wonder where this is going. “What did you do that was so bad they had to kick you out.” “Vi!” Caspian scolds. “I am asking the important questions.” “That is unnecessary unless you feel I made a wrong judgment.” The air suddenly feels colder and I instinctively rub my hand around my shoulders. “Of course not, Alpha. It was rude of me.” “It is fine. Ashton is part of us now and I expect that you will treat her as you would any member of the Rogue pack.”

“It doesn’t matter; you’re mated now. I am happy for you.” “What about you? Have you found a mate?” “I did, when I turned 18. She was older by two years. About a week after we met, there was a rogue attack; she was one of the few who didn’t make it. It all made sense why Dylan hated Owen. It isn’t because of who Owen is; it is because Owen is considered a rogue. Dylan probably blames all rogues for losing his mate. “I am sorry to hear that.” I touched his shoulder and gave a sympathetic smile.