Shadow And Rouge Mga Nobela at Kwento

Golden arrows slowly emerged, timidly trying to chase away the shadows of the night. The great fire disc made its appearance. First, it emerged as a red line growing wider and wider until it rose victorious into the angelic blue sky, ready to stretch its arms over the whole earth. It tamed its color slightly, becoming comforting as it shyly soaked up the night frost with which you would think it was soothing its own color.

For the past couple of years, the shadow pack has been peaceful. So peaceful that the alpha's council took the liberty to turn their attention to me, paying rogues to get rid of me. The man doesn't talk as he leads me up a set of winding stairs. The ceiling arches higher and higher until it disappears completely into shadows. Pale lanterns hang on the stairway, illuminating the path with a sick yellow light. I hug my shoulders, feeling the chill. Why's everywhere so... dark? Ominous was a better word. If I'm expecting an answer, I don't get any. Just the steady echo of boots against velvet carpet that runs like a trail of blood as the man marches on. I know I'll never look at runways the sam

Perhaps your rogue is still out there somewhere, waiting to be discovered. END OF BOOK EIGHT

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

Andrew scowled. “I’m not saying for you to challenge him.” James scoffed. “Then what are you talking about?” Andrew frowned. “As of this moment, I have hundreds of rogues ready to invade Shadow Mountain. Once we wipe out the Shadow family line, we will take over. The majority of the rogues want to stay and be a part of OUR pack. I’ve found that a lot of them are strong warriors, and I’ve decided which of them will be a part of our Alpha unit.” James said patting his grandson on the back.

Shadow spun, claws raking across a rogue’s throat, leaping over another as she commanded the warriors, her mind-link a constant hum of tactics and encouragement. But there were too many. The rogues swarmed, their madness driving them forward despite the traps, despite the death around them. Shadow lunged at the largest rogue, one almost the size of a bear, its fur matted with blood, its eyes empty of sanity. They crashed together, claws and teeth tearing, mud flying.

“So, what about that mark?” Looking at it closely now, it looked like a crescent moon that had fangs on each of its ends with half the face of a wolf on the side of it. “Shadow Rogues…” The five of us said in unison. “Shadow Rogues?” Alpha Rudolf asked in confusion. Wendell nodded his head. “Yes, so basically, you weren’t targeted by just any ordinary rogues. They’re a pack.” “To be specific, they’re an underling pack of a bigger rebellion pack called Silver Rogues. Compared to them, they are far stronger.”

“Where is she?” The rogue with the torn ear stepped closer, his fur bristling. “She is with him.” My voice dropped, sharp as a blade. “With who?” The rogue’s lips curled back. “The Shadow Alpha.” Everything inside me went still. “I don’t know that name,” I said, steadying my voice even though my mind raced. “You will,” the rogue rasped. “He waits for you.” I didn’t wait for more. I lunged. The world turned into claws, snarls, ripping fur, broken bones. I tore through the first rogue so fast his body hit the ground before the others even reacted. The second tried to circle me...he didn’t make it more than two steps. The third tried to run.

And I instantly curl into myself, not even daring to breathe out a single gasp as I shakily look up into the smallest crack made into the wooden cabinet. Beta. Our Beta. Almost every part of him is stained with blood. He coughs, his body twisting against the floor. Soon the carpet is soaked with the same scarlet marring his skin. Two silhouettes. And I nearly choke on the Dominance as I see both the Shadow Alpha and Beta. It fills the room, down to every inch. The door clicks close. I can’t even find myself breathing as I see their eyes. Gold and violet. Their hands and face are both stained with Rouge blood. They don’t look sane or human. They look like creatures straight from hell, and fro

immediately it was Hunter and Blaze and they were naked completely but I didn’t have time to focus on that. “Where’s Shawna and my babies?” I asked. Hoping they knew the way she went. “Shadow went that way after them, but I don’t know how far they are.” Blaze said. “Okay Lynn, Mina they went this way.” I yelled as my wolf went off at a dead run picking up speed. If I didn’t need this speed I would be scared as shit, but fear isn’t here tonight, not now. We came up on Shadow fighting off eight rogues that were circling him. He was hurt but he was still looking deadly, especially with the half-dozen dead rogues that were at his feet. Looking out the corner of my eye I see more Rose comin