The Rogue Prince Audiobook Novels & Stories

“You rejected your mate’s invitation to come here and then here you are, dressed nicely to catch the attention of the Prince, perhaps?” The voice sent shivers through my body because of how he spoke and how dominating he was. I slowly turned to see who the owner was only to be greeted by dark red eyes that belonged to the man I had never met before. I saw the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life. Don’t get me wrong, Zion was handsome too but the man looked more good-looking, oozing with appeal and manliness. His red eyes say he was a rogue and yet a domineering aura emitted by his body which I came to conclude he was the Rogue King. What the hell did I put myself to?

He winks at his guards who rushes in and begins taking all the guns from the pockets of all the guards laying unconscious on the floor. The red-haired guy steps forward to me, his blue eyes suddenly calm, despite his hand still clutching at his shoulder. “I'm Prince Demon Dejavan, Your captor.” He says. “The Rogue Prince?” George asks, furrowing his brows. “Has the Rogues invaded the pack?” The Rogues are dangerous people, known for killing without blinking an eye. Most of them are wolves banished from their packs for committing a particular crime. But this red-haired guy before me, seems too calm to be a rogue and that he is even their prince, makes me doubt everything I know about the rogu

A rogue being the First Alpha Prince seemed ridiculous to me but I knew not everyone had the same unwavering hatred towards rogues that I did. Then there was the fact that they said she was dying. I hadn’t known a werewolf to have their body begin to shut down but I wasn’t about to argue with them. It was true I also hadn’t seen any wolf with two robotic limbs and a robotic eye. So, everything seemed plausible with this rogue. Plus, she was an Alpha. Not just any Alpha but the rumored Rogue King and these two were her Beta’s. It seemed completely absurd. “Doesn’t she go off and do her own thing often?” Charles asked.

But the one that stood out was the revelation about Kael. He's the Rogue Prince. I sat back down on the edge of the bed, trembling. My thoughts spiraled. Kael. The man who always walked like he owned the world and everything in it. The one who held his chin so high, looked at people like they were beneath him—even me, sometimes. He never feared consequences, never bowed his head even when he should. Not even to Damian, the Alpha. A prince. The Rogue King’s heir.

Another Rogue. Only that this one has no smell.

Tightening his grip on his sword, William turned towards his men as the sounds of shouts came from the tree line. "Retreat!" He yelled. Screams from the healers echoed throughout the field, as a few bloody cries rang in his ear. Turning around William was confronted with a Rogue wielding a sword. Swinging the sword above his head, the Rouge aimed down at the Prince with all his might. Before the blade could connect with the Prince and possibly inflict damage, William jumped out of the way just as the blade passed over him. Pulling his sword out of its sheath, he swung towards the Rogue as he tapped into Zor, causing the blade to slice open the Rogue's stomach.

His gaze holds mine for several seconds before he looks down at his drink. I chew the inside of my cheek while wondering if I should start asking him questions about his time as the King of the Rogues. Everyone knows the history, of course. The Roguelands was… nothing back then. A deep, dark forest. Dark enough to hide in. Dark enough to disappear in. He gathered an army there out of misfits, bandits, and slaves. He ruled as king when there wasn’t anyone to rule. He overthrew an evil regime with forces whose training was nothing more than a life of survival in the same forest I’ve called home for so long. He understands. He’s still the king there, in some shape or form… at least, until Maeve

CHAPTER 216 ~3RD PERSON’S POV~ Robbert struggled to break free from the tight grip of the rogue king. His eyes slowly turned red, and his skin went pale as he slowly lost his breath. His eyes glowed bright blue, and he growled loudly, pulling on the rogue's arm with all the strength he could muster. “Stop resisting my power, boy. Just give in and join the dark side. I assure you, you will not regret it,” the rogue king said with a smile, tightening his grip even more.

Not after a minute later six rogues came of the shadows of trees and started to circle them growling at them as blood dripped down their fangs. " Looks like the poor princess is alone" one of the Rogue smirked as he shifted back to his human form butt naked. " Ohh, we also have a company. Your Majesty " The Rogue smirked watching Aurora behind Astraea back as he dramatically bowed. " Ohh wait. The King isn't anymore but Don't worry. I'm sure we all can satisfy you both more then your excuse of husbands have ever done" The rogues laughed while Aurora felt bile rising up in her stomach and Astraea's anger flared.

Drystan replied, his voice filled with determination. He lunged forward, taking out three rogues in quick succession. Killian followed, his claws and teeth a blur as he carved a path through the enemy. For a moment, it seemed like we might win. But then the air shifted, growing colder, darker. “He’s here,” Nova whispered, her voice trembling. The Rogue King emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding, his eyes glowing with a predatory light. He was taller than I’d imagined, his frame imposing, his movements fluid and deliberate.