The Smutty Rogue Novels & Stories

All Sigmas heads are shaved monthly to take away their beauty. “Come,” he held his hand out to me. As I took his hand, sparks shot through my entire body, and in that moment, I never wanted to let go. He led me outside. We were surrounded by woods. Many people surrounded the house. They were in deep discussion with each other. Along the outskirts of the small property, I could see tents set up, some merchant tents, others with couches and beds thrown in them. Rope lights hung from the trees and pathway lights lit up walking trails from one tent to the next. There was a huge firepit in the middle. It reminded me of a gypsy’s camp.

As soon as Jaxon pulls the car up where the road ends, I open the passenger door to be hit with the smell of rotting flesh. Rogues have a pungent sulphuric-type smell which you can scent from a mile away. Here that scent is being covered by rotting flesh, my own gag reflexes are in full motion as the wind suddenly changes cause…revealing the scent of rogues. Which burns at my eyes. The high winds at this altitude were unforgiving on marking the hilly peaks as belonging to the rogues. This was their land, there was no mistake about that. I just hope the rotting flesh was from the decaying dead that hadn’t been buried properly…not the remains of them eating their own….

"Your daughter is very pretty. My boss may pay me extra if I bring her to him." So there was only one rogue inside. I tried the door knob and to my astonishment, it was unlocked. I crouched down and opened it just enough for me to pass through. I slid in and situated myself beside the plant at my father's door, leaving the door open. "What the fuck?! Why are you fuckers opening the door?" This rogue, Rogue Three, was a big man with huge muscles. He was really ugly and scary looking. His dark hair was slicked back, his nose was big, his lips were stained black and he had small beady eyes. He had a huge mole near his right eye that had hairs coming out of it. He smelled way worse than the othe

But the pain she expected never came, and she opened her eyes in surprise when she heard yet another growl; a different baritone this time… What the hell? Slowly, Olivia turned around to see her mate pouncing on a naked man with wild hair and an even wilder look in his reddish brown eyes. For a moment, she felt her shoulders sagging in relief at the thought that he wasn’t attacking her after all. But then, the newcomer’s pungent scent hit her nose, and she wondered how she hadn’t felt it until now. From his wild looks and scent, the guy was a rogue. With little to no human morals left in them, rogues were the most dangerous, rivaling the power of alphas. A rogue had invaded her home just lik

He said in a calm, cold voice and closed his entire hand crushing Ashwin on the spot. Spontaneously to him crushing Ashwin, Rogue appeared before Miuery, who tried to defend with her swamp ability. Rogue’s hand simply bypassed the Swamp and tore through her intestines, he looked at her fearful eyes and swung her to the side, making her smash against the mountain wall.

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.

The third, clearly the leader, had a hulking frame, his hair matted and greasy, and a cruel scar running from his temple to his jawline. I felt bile rise in my throat as their stench, a mix of decay and blood hit me. The leader’s grin widened as he crouched down, his voice a guttural growl. “Pretty thing like you shouldn’t be out here all alone. Dangerous, isn’t it?” My breathing hitched as I scrambled backward. “S-Stay away!” The rogue with the missing eye laughed, his voice raspy and cruel. “Listen to her. She thinks she can order us around.”

The footsteps come closer and closer, until I hear a man speak up “what are you doing here?” Turning my head, I see a naked man standing a few feet behind me. By the smell of him, this is definitely a rogue. Although he doesn’t smell badly, you can still smell what he is. Since he is in his human form, this is a rogue who is not too feral and still in control. Unable to hide my annoyance at his interference in my predicament, I reply “having a picknick. What does it look like to you?” gesturing to my leg which has closed up, but has dried up blood all over it. While he is staring at me void of any visible emotions, I take a chance to size him up. He is a bulky guy, brown hair and amber eyes.

“This rogue has no backbone I see, just another mutt that we need to dispose of.” I raised my eyebrow, carefully raising my forcefield as I watched them approach me, my tone laced with a loud growl. “You may think I’m a rogue with unworthy breading, but I don’t want to be a stupid Luna. Take the alpha for all I care. I don’t want him.” The blonde growled, clenching her painted nails at her side. “Don’t disrespect him in my presence mutt.”

"And the consequence is this... we will kill you." Kill me? I mentally screamed the words. Oh no, Moon, I don't want to die now. I had wanted to, but not anymore. Just please, save me from these hungry-looking wolves. The rogue had gotten so close that I could perceive the disgusting smell on him. I've always heard rogues smell like rejection. I couldn't specifically tell if that was true, since I didn't have a wolf. But breathing in that awkward smell, I could tell the rumors were generous.