The Rogue Warrior Novels & Stories

Damon has grown up with her, though he cares for her because she was his pack member but that didn't mean she would cross her limits. He didn't know when she changed so much. It was all fine until she started looking at him in a weird way. Everything changed when their pack was taken from them. He became stronger, gathered all his men and kept the pack together. Being a rogue wasn't easy and as he was late Alpha's only son. It was his duty to protect his people. As a rogue he has to battle against many other rogues and small packs. He became ruthless, cold, merciless. He became the lone King of the rogues.

The rogue was dead before he even realised what had happened. Looking around I saw Liam finish off the rogue whose neck I had torn open moments earlier. I saw one of the pack warriors was fighting another rogue wolf which had been hiding in the trees watching the attack take place. I could tell the fight would not last much longer. Doyle’s pack warriors were highly trained and extremely skilled fighters, whereas these rogues were not trained to fight.

one of the shortest warrior in front of the rest spoke off ,making me giggle a but . No it hasn't gotten to that at all ,he hasn't done anytime that deserves his face getting broken ,as a matter of fact he's one of us now, I'm taking him in as a pack warrior and he'll be the second in command ,after gamma rex ,so y'all give him the respect he deserves okay he's a great warrior , and you sure can learn a thing or two from him ,as a few of you already know if not all ,he's my beta and best friend Juliana's mate and as a matter of fact they'll be having their mating ceremony in a few days .

Harrison said. “No. I came here to do the job, and that is what I am going to do. This won't be the first time I have to fight my emotions to complete a mission,” Hayden said. “Besides, I’m a rogue. Chances are she will reject me, so it won’t matter.” “I can swear you back into the pack. I’ll do it right here and now if you have a knife on you,” Harrison offered.

“Helix, take everyone into the bunker. The rogues are here.” I could not hold the tremble in. I had brought this onto my pack. Our defences were nothing compared to Adira. She said it herself, she was the head of an original coven and I was bound to her. I stumbled out somehow. Helix had sent the link because as I stepped out, the whole pack was running to hide. ‘Warriors, to the east border.’ I linked, trying to collect myself, trying to compose my shock. Such betrayal, but what would you expect from a rogue. Never trust a rogue.

"If you did, you would not be so confident right now. You'd be looking out that window, worrying." That caught Samir's attention, but he said nothing. "My husband is a member of the League of Rogues." Samir seemed a little confused. "Rogues? Does that not mean criminal?" "It means they do not play by the rules. I doubt you've ever heard of them. If you had, you would know what sort of man you are dealing with." Her captor's lips twitched, amused. "And what sort is that?" "A man who no doubt has already freed himself from your prison and is taking out the ship's crew one by one." She struggled to stand, still holding her dress together as she faced him boldly.

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

Yet the warriors I was with, and a few others straightened their backs ready for a fight if it came to it. The rogue let go of the girl and smirked at the man standing up. He cracked his neck, his eyes raking over the man who dared to speak up. “Kill ‘em all” He commanded his ‘boys’. Growls sounded out from around the establishment and suddenly there were chairs and glass being thrown everywhere. The sound of ripping clothes fills the air amongst the amped-up feral sounds and ruckus that is taking place around me. I stand up, pulling a lone sword from my back as the rogues attack the patrons and warriors I am with, and a full-scale fight breaks out. Some, in wolf form already. I was actually

Gross, this guy just does not give up. Spinning on my toes, I turn and look the rogue in the eyes. Anger is coursing through me at this point, and I am sure that my eyes are glowing silver. "I told you to get lost," I growl at him. He takes a step back from my growl and he stares at me. "Well, well, well. You don’t smell like a wolf," he says sniffing my hair.

Arthur had felt their presence like an instinct he couldn’t explain. “I… I tried to stop them.” But it had been too late. They would never abandon their comrades to their deaths. All Arthur could do was go after them and try to kill as many rogues as he could. Didn’t know how many rogues there were, but he knew that the patrol members would be in trouble. They fought fiercely, ripping and tearing through the rogues in practiced patterns. A rogue was only at an advantage against one werewolf because rogues were fierce and irrational beasts. Against teams of three, a rogue lost the advantage of being unpredictable as the three werewolves could cooperate.