Sting X Rogue Novels & Stories

the rogue continued, relishing the impact of his verbal assault. As the rogue's words echoed through the battleground, Xander's resolve hardened. Under the doubt and insecurity, a fierce determination ignited. He refused to let the rogue's psychological warfare erode the foundation he had built with Chassy. He remembered his dream, and what the rogue was doing now was exactly what he did in his dream.

" I cut him off with a cough. Their attention was turned to me, " who is this?" Blondie asked " she's the rogue we just caught dumbass" sadist answered irritatedly. Blondie's eyes widened " the rogue is a 'she'?"" Yes fool! I told you through the mind link" sadist said fustratedly.

Although technically Its not me in control. The door falls to the ground with such a thunderous bang that the floor vibrates and the rogues come in thinking they've caught me by surprise.... Well shock on them ! I take a vase that is on the bed side table and smash it on one rogues head , He falls to the ground almost immediately. The others look alarmed and angry and they charge at me. My claws come out and I slash ones neck , I then bend down and stab the third rogue on the feet. He falls and I stab his heart. I then take my backpack, sling it over my shoulders and run! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

What did they want? Suddenly, a low, menacing growl cut through the night. The rogues froze, their ears twitching. “What was that?” one of them whispered. Before anyone could answer, a dark figure leapt from the shadows. A massive wolf-its fur black as midnight-charged at the rogues with terrifying speed. “Kill him!” one of them shouted. But the wolf was too fast. It tore into them with brutal precision, fangs flashing and claws slicing through fur and flesh. The rogues howled in pain, their grips on me loosening.

“I didn’t even think there were still two hundred of them left.” “Neither did I.” He whispered. Taking a deep breath and wiping some of the rain of my face, I rolled my shoulders. “Is it just Hunters?” He nodded. “As soon as we raised the banner of the Rogue King, all rogues they had employed, vacated the area. Most didn’t even stay within state lines.”

My voice carried, and while I was concerned that someone might interrupt me before I got to take a swing, I couldn't control my temper. "You own nothing, Rogue. You aren't welcome here." His lip curled in disgust, and he snarled as he spoke to me, a speck of spit flying out of his mouth. "That's the beautiful thing about being a rogue, Ethan. I go and do whatever the fuck I want," I said, stepping forward until I was only a few feet away. "What do you want from me?" He hadn't moved back, and that was both stupid and admirable. Any smart man or woman would have run by now. Yet, he was holding his ground.

It has to be him, behind the anonymous messages, the only one that knows my secret, exposed me to the pack so that he could have me for himself. I shove him back, shaking with anger. Ragnar steps back. He lifts an eyebrow. "Not exactly the thank you I was expecting, seeing as I saved you from certain death." "You're no different! You only want something from me." "Now it doesn't have to be like that," Ragnar says, his voice dripping with silk, even as he bends to pick up the knife. "Greater things are at stake. Half of my territory are being invaded by a bunch of rogues. The Red fang, crimson moon pack..." He pauses, stepping closer, his fingers tracing down my cheeks almost delicately.

After all, Rogue was born with the greatest manipulative strategies anyone could ever perceive. My tone was several octaves deeper, Rogue spoke in a very crude voice, "You will not take a step away from that space, Sky. If you do...I will fuck you into a mess in that same space." Lesley rolled her eyes at Rogue and I. I...was never the one to perform a sin, have unconsentual love with anyone in this goddamn world. Even the beast has his own morals... Rogue crawled back within me as I stared at her retrieving shadow.

I knew the Rogue was still out there, but my attention has been absorbed by Lyla. The shadow ahead resolves into tawny fur streaked with crimson. It’s Liam, turning toward me, his muzzle glistens pink. Took you long enough. He doesn’t need vocal cords to sound like a prick. I snap at his flank. Status. Rogue took down Jax near the falls. His hackles rise when I growl. Still breathing when we found him. Cassie’s doing damage control. Copper stench floods my sinuses. Fresh blood. The wrongness curdles the air like spoiled milk.

One lunges up, striking it's claws down Xavier's side, spilling blood on the white snow. "Xavier!" Celeste stumbles against Josh, trying to make her way to her mate. Josh tightens his hold. The second rogue lunges for his other side and Xavier tumbles down. Jared pushes the rogue down only to receive a claw to the ear, slicing the tip of the flesh off. He winces and it gives the rogue the opportunity it needs, pushing Jared back down into the snow and snarling above him. The rogue that was thrown by Jacob catches itself and runs forward, barelling into Jacob who falls back against a tree with a whine.