Sting X Rogue Novels & Stories

dying by the hands of the rogues. "All of you shift and kill every single rogue!" He orders. Without wasting time, they all shifted and joins in the fight. Xander quickly takes off his shirt and shifts... he rushes into the fight, killing any and every rogue that comes his way. He scan around the place, his eyes searching for their leader.. if he could kill their leader, they'll all surrender. Just then two rogues charge at him, both each from his right and left...he kicks one off and his teeth grabs the other's neck.

How dare they think lowly of me just because I am a woman when I am much more powerful than hundreds of them combined? I love killing Rogues using the abilities that I have and one of them is to control lightning. That's what they get for laying their filthy hands on me. They deserve to be tortured, but they're lucky enough that I'm in a hurry or they'll die an excruciating death.

One of the rogues stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with a menacing intensity, but I retreated. The rogue’s lips curled into a sinister smirk as he glanced back at his companions, a silent signal that communicated their intent. The rogues seemed to revel in my fear, their eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. Their menacing postures and taunting expressions were designed to intimidate. “What do you want from me?” I demanded, my voice trembling slightly despite my attempt to sound brave. Inside, there was a whirlwind of fear, but I refused to let them see my vulnerability. “We just want to have some fun with you, beautiful.” The rogue said, his voice dripping with lust. His gaze was predator

"Yeah, Justin refused to accept that I dumped him. He kept showing up at my house and at my job. No matter what I did or where I was, it felt like every time I looked up, there he was, watching me. I just had to get away from it. So, when you had your stroke, it was an easy choice. I work retail, so it isn't like my job is life and death for anyone. You needed me, and I needed to be here. Who knows, maybe this is where I was always meant to be, and I will find my mate. I'm just happy Alpha Harrison was kind enough to let me in. I told him why, and he did not hesitate to tell me I was welcome and would be safe from people like Justin." "Alpha Harrison is a good man. His father, Alpha Jonathan

“We took all of our orders from Sterning. We never met the King once. We don’t even know if the King is a man or a woman. You caught Sterning…You should ask Sterning these questions!” The fight between Damien and Sterning was life or death. Damien did not have any time to interrogate Sterning before killing him. And with Sterning dropping died, nobody knew who the Rogue King was, not even these rogues. How clever. “Please…let me go,” the rogue begged Aurora. “I told you everything that I know. No one is around. They won’t know if you set me free—”

With one snap of his jaws, the rogue’s throat was gone. Nyx and the other warriors swarmed the rest of the men. It was a bloodbath. The rogues were outnumbered and outmatched by the elite Silverstone guard. Storm, sensing the distraction, gathered the last bit of strength in his body. Even with a broken leg and a shot foot, he slammed his forehead into the nose of the man holding his right arm. The rogue stumbled back, clutching his face, and Storm collapsed to the ground, rolling away from Juno’s line of fire.

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.

Their eyes burned with determination, their muscles rippling as they dodged and countered the rogue's attacks. I noticed one of the storm pack's warriors, a massive wolf with a scar across his face, his powerful jaws snapping at any rogue that dared come close. On the other side, the rogues were savaging, a disorganized mass of fur and fangs. Their eyes were wild with desperation and rage, and they attacked with reckless abandon. They outnumbered the Storm Pack warriors, but their lack of coordination was evident. Each rogue fought for themselves, lashing out at anything that moved.

“Thank you for joining us here today to discuss the issues of the recent rogue attacks,” Tyler says. “Are Grim Ire and Crescent Star not joining us?” Alpha Richard asks. “Both packs declined our invitation,” Tyler informs them. He opens the laptop that sat on the table in front of him. With a few clicks, a report shows up on the display screen along the wall opposite where Tyler and I currently sit. “These are the statistics of the most recent rogue attacks on Moonfang. We have not been able to connect the attacks to a certain group of rogues, nor have we been able to determine if there is a mastermind behind them or not,” Tyler explains.

I ask again, still so confused as to how he is able to be here with other rogues. Not only did he get past our borders and into the dance, but they don’t smell like rogues at all. It is like I couldn’t smell his scent until he wanted me to. Even with me now being able to smell him, there is no trace of rogue smell at all. “Let’s just say I have a few friends on the inside.” He drops his face to my neck, kissing it and I inhale sharply. “Why are you doing this Shane? You know I am mated, and engaged now. Why keep this charade up?”