Rogue Vampires Novels & Stories

“Is that the reason you remove them from the pack?” Thrumming my fingers on my desk, I made an annoyed grunt and said, “Vaewolf are rogue and don't assimilate to a pack. They follow their own rules and follow their own drum beats. Now enough about them. Go train with the guards and take your pal Nathan, or go to the village bar and have a drink,” I stated. As he stood, he smiled. “So Nathan's cool because he is just a vampire and you don't want to share your good liquor.”

Rogues steer clear of human towns and other wear wolves are unlikely to try to invade for risk of exposing themselves. Following Darien inside he shows me where I can put my clothes and shift. I call Braxton forward, feeling him pass through me and take control. Light grey hair sprouting all over my body, joints snapping, I’m brought to my knees. Twisting and contorting my body changing shape. It wasn’t as painful this time and within a few minutes I was once again a passenger in my body.

Then I turned to beta jack. “What do you have to report.” I asked. he looked at the two warriors with him and then back at me. “It seems as though there was about 20 rogues there and then their rogue leader. They were all messing around when someone else arrived at the camp. The rogue leader dismissed everyone else so they could chat. It was a vampire.” He said. Everyone looked shocked. It was rare to see vampires in this part of the world. They usually lived over in Italy except for a select few.

I couldn’t stop staring. The rogue camp was nothing like I expected. It wasn’t cold or strict like Bloodfang, where everyone feared making a single mistake. Here, everything was alive. Messy. Warm. Real. A group of wolves sat by a fire, laughing and passing a bottle around. Near another tent, two women sparred playfully, throwing punches and laughing without anger. Children ran between tents, shouting and chasing each other in a wild game of tag. Children. In a rogue camp.

Leo was shredding every rogue he could lay hands on to pieces but it seems they were more than expected as they keep coming out from the bushes and we're attacking. Valerie was scared as she wished no one to get hurt. Suddenly, she started experience weird feelings in her body and all of a sudden, the world became dark. While the rogues we're attacking, Leo kept fighting, he knew they were much but he was willing to kill them all for the sake of his mate. All of a sudden, a whirlwind blew it's way into the fight and everyone stopped on their tracks and turned to the direction of the whirlwind. Out of the bush appeared Valerie. Leo was dumbfounded, Valerie looked differently, and she was no l

That next morning Turok was taking her to this Michak person "Tell me, what vampire problem did you speak of? I haven't seen a vampire in ten years" "A lowlife group, they're not part of a particular family, we also call them rogues. But the other vampires of more noble families don't want to come sort out their stragglers, so we as the local wolfpack attempt to finish them" "Are they strong?" "Of course, vampires are strong by nature" "I, I don't know if I can face one" "You should learn to, the truth is they like to target us mostly, they... Are addicted to wolfblood"

The mate bond may even be a holdover from this as well. Ty learned about this from his exit sessions talking to Felix. Felix pointed to the first generation of vampires are the only true undead vampires. All other generations should be called Dhampir. Not because they can walk in the day, but because they aren’t as pure. All second generation and greater came from a union between an undead vampire and another from a supernatural species that wasn’t a vampire. The first generation of vampires weren’t actually a viable species as they didn’t possess a single female, as recorded information stated as a fact.

Savanna introduces, glancing at me out of the corner of her eye. Savanna's words had barely registered in my head but I caught her last words. Pack doctor of the rogues pack?! I gape and my eyes widen in disbelief. The words hit me like a slap. "Wait... I’m in the Rogue Pack?" I ask, my voice trembling. Rogues are supposed to be cruel, merciless, and bloodthirsty vampires, feral wolves who show no mercy, not saviors. I remember I have had my own unfortunate fair share of them these past weeks; I almost died.

So when a rogue somehow managed to appear right next to the evacuation line, chaos ensued. Unlike other Werewolves or Lycans, the rogues were more monstrous. They were completely covered in hair and beast-looking the image they presented was vile. Rogues were no different from actual wild and deranged wolves. They basically had no humanity in them and all that was left was wild beastial instinct. Rogues usually didn’t band together, and although they might appear in succession or scattered groups, they were not the type to actively cooperate—especially if the group didn’t seem to have a leader.

I chuckled softly and felt Rogue come up behind my back. "Any other surprises that I should know about," he asked me against my neck. "No dear, just don't touch anything metal, it's all wired," I told him with a grin and he pecked my cheek as he vanished outside of the front door. Pudge rushed out after him and I tried to scramble after him but Rogue yelled to stay put. I stopped suddenly and frowned slightly. I then realized that another agent could be out there and I'd be no match for them. I didn't want Pudge hurt. I ran to my patio door and watched outside. Rogue had Pudge standing behind him and I smiled. I could see a black shadow moving through the darkness and was concerned that Rogu