Rogue X Male Reader Novels & Stories

He looked at me, his eyes unreadable, his expression a mixture of shock and anger. "What are you saying?" his voice was low, a dangerous rumble. My throat went dry as I repeated, "There's someone else, alpha Xander. The rogue, he's just another pawn." His expression didn't change, but the tension in his muscles, the barely suppressed growl that vibrated in his throat, told me everything I needed to know. "How do you know this?" he asked me, his voice tight. I started to explain, about the rogue's demeanor, the way he moved, the flicker in his eyes, the scent of fear and desperation, the scent of someone forced into a role they never wanted.

I suppose that I won’t know unless I meet him, so here we go. Placing my helmet on top of my motorcycle, I walk inside and can already catch the unknown scent of Rogues inside. I round the corner and spot him immediately; how could I fucking not? He’s tall, with a broad build that lets me know he’s fought for his position; he has dark hair, short and faded and long on top with the piercing blue eyes of a Rogue. Not only that but there’s a scent of True Alpha on him. This actually makes me want to know his story.

The male lead I picked out, James Linden, doesn't love me anymore. He's broken away from the and has fallen in love with the secondary female lead, Yvette West. On the day of our wedding, he insists on making things official with her. "You've gone mad, James! We arranged your marriage to Mia with the Churchill family ages ago!" James' father, Jack Linden, yells angrily at him. He attempts to stop James, but the latter has already gotten carried away and is poised to escape alongside Yvette. I sigh as I listen to the system clamoring in my ears, informing me that the romance between the male and female leads has been ruined. "Then, let's just choose another male lead," I say tiredly, l

The female who smelled like warmth and want and something he couldn't name was inside that structure, and every instinct he possessed screamed at him to go to her. To claim her. The thought rose savage and sudden, and he shook his head, confused by its intensity. Claim? He'd never claimed anything. He was a rogue, a wanderer, a wolf without pack or place or purpose. Claiming was for alphas, for wolves with territory and status and the right to take. But the instinct didn't care about logic. It just wanted. He forced himself to stay still. To watch. To wait. Time passed. He wasn't sure how much — time moved differently when you were hunting, and this felt like hunting, even though he wasn't s

I have never seen a man so horrified to discover the truth, it was comical how petrified he looked right now. "In my entire twenty-five years of life this is honestly the first time I have ever seen my brother speechless," Blake managed to say through the laughter. "A rogue? Your mate is a rogue?" "If you want to be technical about the entire thing I am a rogue Alpha. So I guess that puts me a step above your average rogue," I shrugged with a certain confidence about my words. "In that case, I must apologize Blake, I was unaware that she was your mate. I thought you would have marked her by now," and there was Lex's arrogance once more, assuming that he knew everything and had the right to c

I did not want him to end up like Roy who was breathing hard, still on the ground heaving tiredly. Daxtor didn’t listen. He shrugged off his wedding tuxedo blazer and handed it to Lawrence. “Then come on. Let’s do this.” It did not take long for me to attack him. We crashed together hard. Fists flying. Growls mixing. He was strong- Alpha strong but the curse and my wolf made me savage. We traded blows, rolling on the ground, tearing grass and dirt. Lawrence and Roy stayed back, tense, ready to jump in if needed but they also knew not to intervene since Daxtor himself entered this fight.

Only with Maggie I can be myself: an animal fucking its female. I felt Hunter’s teeth stick to my skin and strangely the feeling of his teeth scratching my skin makes me even hotter, more aroused. I spread my thighs and wrapped my legs on her waist to able to take it deeper… I closed my eyes to be able to stand the orgasm harder and I came crying, moaning, whispering my male’s name. “Hunter… Hunter…” Hunter groaned, making a hoarse sound and strangely beastly and exciting to my ears. “My tasty female, my soft little wolf, I love you Maggie, forever, I’ll always love you, baby.”

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

Marcus roars as he charges the rogue that stood there smirking at him, happy when he saw Marcus's reaction to the wolf he just killed. Marcus charges the rogue, shifting back, and sliding to a stop in front of the rogue. Marcus's partially shifted hand thrusts forward with his claws extended and pierces his hand through the rogue's chest. His hand wraps around the rogue's heart before yanking his hand back and ripping the rogue's heart out. The rogue's eyes widen, horrified before his body falls limp to the ground. .... Xander finds Leo struggling near the Western border, south of the river entrance. Xander quickly makes his way over, plowing into the three rogues that had him pinned.

The dark brown-haired male, who looked to be in his late thirties, tried to break free from the Beta as he held him down on the floor with both hands behind his back and one of his hard boots on his head. It angers Beta Tyde that a male of his age wanted to harm his young mate. His hard boot pressed against his head, wanting to break his skull. The male growled in pain. "I'm from the rogue back. The rogue alpha wants the young she-wolf in the room as his Luna. I have no choice but to obey him," at once the male spoke, unable to bear the pain. He was angry that a rogue, considered a thief and unwilling to follow the rules, wanted to corrupt his pure and innocent mate with his filthiness. Beta