Tails X Rouge Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A rogue. Its eyes glow red in the darkness, its mouth twisted into a cruel, hungry grin. It’s laughing. Laughing at me. I freeze, my heart pounding in my chest as it raises a clawed hand, ready to smash through the glass. But before it can, another figure appears, moving so fast it’s just a blur. Caspian tackles the rogue to the ground, his movements fierce and precise. I can’t hear what’s happening, but I can see the rage in his eyes as he takes it down.

Before Chad went to Rouge's bedroom, he dropped by and checked the two ladies and he smiled seeing how the two slept soundly. "They were really close with each other," Chad said to himself. He locked the room before he proceeds to Rouge's room. Rouge was past asleep as well and Chad saw the dried tears on Rouge's face. He felt pity to Rouge. He had cancer and only felt complete after marrying his Tita Carina. It's such a fate that their togetherness didn't last that long as Carina past away so soon. "We are your family, Tito Rouge," he told himself before laying on sofabed near Rouge's bed.

I blew a breath, a little annoyed that they were interrupting me while trying to work out my frustrations. “Rogue go take a break.” Tala waves her personal guard off. Rogue frowns and shakes his head. “Uh – uh.” Tala whips around, giving Rogue the stink eye. “Seriously? Lyric is not a threat to me!” Throwing her hands on her hips she glares at Rogue. “Fine!” He says throwing his hands up in the air. I will watch through the window and leave you alone.” Tala’s aqua eyes soften at the big guy, and she gives him a satisfied smile, brushing back a loose strand of her bright red hair. “Thank you, Fergus.”

Dom is quick to move, letting the rogues hit one another. Dazed, the wolves stand and shake their heads. This time Dom lunges. He lands on the larger of the two and sinks his teeth into his leg. The rogue howls in pain. Dom lets go, unable to stomach the trashy taste of blood. The other rogue pounces on him, dragging his claws across his chest. Blood oozes out over Dom’s midnight fur. The gray rogue hovers, snapping and clawing. He never relents, making it hard for Dom to regain control. Red fur comes flying through the trees, tackling the rogue. He never stood a chance against my red-headed beauty. She wraps her jaws around his throat, snapping them shut until she hears the bone break.

“I’ll see you back home, then?” “Sure.” Tessa moves to kiss my cheek and ends up kissing the corner of my lips. She steps back and sheepishly apologizes, claiming that it was a mistake. I tell her it’s no trouble at all and she walks away. Contemplatively, I light a cigarette. I smoke it right by the doors. If I had to guess at what Tessa’s problem is, I would say that there’s something she wants from me, be it attention or something else. She sees Red as a threat.

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

And they were all from White Wood Aster Pack, my Pack. My eyes twitched as he walked past the broken wooden chairs till he reached my side with a devilish smile. He touched my cheeks and my breaths hung in my throat. He pulled down the cloth holding my tongue, “Sebastian!” I gasped, “Autumn,” he chuckled dryly. “What is the meaning of this?!” I growled. “You’re a rogue, this is how one should be treated.” He blurted disgustingly. My palms curled into a fist. He was the Alpha’s son and once upon a time, he used to be my crush. Well that was until the tsunami came.

The decision of marking Hellen under the influence of his jealousy, the fact that he and Hellen had waited for so long for that event to happen, he had so many plans yet in his rage he didn't even realise what he was doing until it was done and impossible to reverse. When Alice was taken away by Rogue king. Raymond lost control over himself and at night walking back and forth in his room he was enraged yet was extremely disturbed by the thought of that Rogue touching the girl that was supposed to be his mate. He knew he had no rights to be angered when he was the one who gave her away to that beast by banishing her. He was the one who handed her to her so called second chance mate because of

"I can't. We, I... No-" "You're going to talk to him or I'm going to hurt your sister," Rogue said sternly. "What would you prefer, Raiden?" Raiden blinked and looked between Tai and Brandon. He looked truly heartbroken. He lowered his head, his shoulders slumping as he nodded. "No! Brandon can go to hell!" Tai called. "Don't-" Rogue rolled his eyes and harshly shoved her toward towards Greyson and Indianna. She stumbled into Greyson who easily caught her, steadying her on her feet.

POV: MIA I’m standing outside the coffee place with Tasha, waiting for her drink because they messed it up again, and she is acting like this is the worst thing that has ever happened to her. I’m half listening and half scrolling on my phone. She’s talking about her ex. Again. “And then he had the nerve to like my picture,” she says, rolling her eyes hard. “Three months later. Like I wouldn’t notice.” I snort. “They always do that. It’s like a rite of passage.”