Waluigi Robbie Rotten Novels & Stories

Amidst Rogue three’s grumbles of complaints holding the back of his head, Rogue one, with the seniority of Lilian, hissed, ‘I just replied to her, you twit. ‘But she ain’t sayin a thin—.’ ‘Why would I reply if I didn’t hear anythin?’ interjected Rogue one, in the strapping build of Umberto, and the menace of a one-eyed pirate—only it wasn’t a patch—but a web of skin that band-aid the eye that was once burnt, sealing it permanently. ‘What the muck are you lookin at?’ He growled, puffing a stench of staleness and acid. I winced and coughed a little, and the guy cackled like a drug addict with a free dose.

"I can show you things far greater than what this little Luna can offer. Imagine it—everyone in this world bowing to your will. Everything you say—done. Wouldn't that be nice? All you have to do is join us. It'll be—" "I'm not interested!" Robbie barked. "I'm too lazy to try and rule the world!" I almost laughed. Almost. "Why would you lay your hands on my Luna?" "The Luna, the Luna, the Luna!!" the rogue spat. "Can't you talk about anything else?! The sight of this bitch irritates me! I'd love to choke the life out of you right now!" "You're mistaken if you think you'll be able to kill me so easily," I told her coolly, keeping my voice even despite the exhaustion coiling inside me.

Rocco said, he shook hands with the stranger and smiled at Alita "He is Ugo, one of us" Alita shrugged, she kept nodding and shivering as she waited for Rocco to make a lengthy phone call, it was almost like they would never finish talking. Since she is the main reason why she heard Lu yelling at Rocco on phone, she felt getting to talk with him causal would help.

he said, about to pounce on his dinner, or midnight snack. "Wait!" Robbie said, stretching out his blood-stained hands and forcing himself to get up. His face has the look of someone about to deliver a cringe-worthy speech. "Just wait." He added, visibly struggling to get back on his feet, but accomplishing it either way. "You're right about one thing... " he said with his eyes closed trying to numb the pain. "...I am almost always either Wasted or stoned. But you made one little mistake Mr. Morale…" he opened his eyes, and what laid underneath was a set of blood red ones, even darker than the ones he had when he still wore the ring. "...I'm very, very far from normal" he said with a killer

Roger’s men were moving in the shadows, executing a plan that would either buy her freedom or seal her doom. She took a deep, shaky breath, pressing her palm against her stomach one last time to draw strength from the new life inside her. There was no room for hesitation now. Exactly at midnight, the fragile silence shattered. The sky above the Moretti logistics port was ripped apart by a massive explosion. Roger had intentionally sabotaged the armory, forcing Damon’s entire intelligence unit to rush to the scene.

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

And very fast! “Your enemies won’t wait you to strike them, Galum. Do not let your guard down even to suck in a breath,” Jai said calmly. His posture was flawless. His expression was calm, but Galum could sense the vibe Jai was exhibiting. And the big guy felt intimidated. Galum felt like he was standing in front of a Roobit, an earth monster that’s cute but has deadly fists. They were so fast and very smart in using their limbs to punch anything that moves.

"Didn't you come here to teach me?" Mace said nothing but picked up the book and began to explain to her. "There are villains called rogues. They are those who have been exiled or have left their pack. They cause problems because they don't want other packs to be happy. You will be able to distinguish them by their distinct odor. They smell rotten." "Hmm. I've noticed a rotten smell lately. It was different from Simon's and yours, and... Is Adolpha one of you?" "Why do you ask?"

"I thought you were a big bad Beta, but right now you look like a little boy whos about ready to piss himself so clearly I was wrong." I don't let him say a word instead I punch him quick and hard in the stomach and watch as he tries to bend over to protect himself. You see while werewolves are incredibly strong and it takes a lot to hurt us, it doesn't mean that we don't have weak spots and luckily for these assholes I know every single one of them. "You prick!" he snarls. "Oh, he finally found his balls!" Robbie chuckles. "You're going to be sorry that you ever touched me. You wait until my pack finds out about this and my Alpha. You are going to be in so much trouble."

Robert said in a sarcastic tone as he never calls Alberto by King of King Alberto but Alberto didn't pointed it out since he never had any intention to fight with them. Alberto started Moon Howlers with just one thought to make all the Rogues like him live happily without getting insulted by their Alpha like an unwanted piece of shit! "Yes, since I got people to take care of so I needed power." Alberto said calmly while Robert scoffed before saying, "I heard some of your Rogues are trying to fight with my Alpha's? Even killed one of my alpha!" Robert turned towards Terence who was also glaring at him.