Wolverine Rogue Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

I cannot help but think where the Rogue population is coming from! Venus, Dorian and I had been killing them non stop but somehow they kept pouring. More and more black blood is being spilled and the number of Rogues could easily make a pack. As the first Rogue in their wolf form approaches me, I don't take another second before pushing my hand towards its snout. The Rogue makes a noise that's somewhere between pain and something else I don't exactly remember. And before the Rogue had a chance to react, I dug my finger even more for a firm grip. I then pull the Rogue's face down towards the ground and it falls down with a loud cry.

I couldn’t afford to be caught, and if I was, I would fight to death. But my wolf had other plans. She swirled inside me, fighting for control, refusing to back down. She wanted to stay. She wanted to stand her ground and fight. “Oh, it’s a female,” a voice taunted from my right, followed by another on my left. Both rogues were ugly and terrifying, their red, glowing eyes sending a chill down my spine. The sight of them dragged me back to the first time I tried to escape the rogues, before I met Logan.

It felt like the world around me was crashing into a million bits. “Tears are for the weak little wolf,” Rogue Alpha said, shaking my face. “The weak don’t cry, they take action to agree to my plan and you will see your father suffer.” I opened my mouth to speak and heard a roar behind me and saw Lee in his human form being held down by one of the Beta from the Rogue pack. “Down,” the Beta growled as he kicked Lee to the ground, preventing him from moving. “You’re a slime Lily. So, you would agree to his plan. You’re that desperate for Love? You should be ashamed of yourself, you weak defenceless woman.”

The rogue's presence held him down without magic. Without any further hesitation, the rogue launched a swift attack on him, clawing at his chest and intending to eat him up after breaking his major bones. I gently tiptoed to the back of the rogue and when it was firmly focused on taking down the warrior, my claws slid out in rage as I half shifted to my wolf. I drove my claws into his spine and he let out a loud cry as he turned to fight me. His tail wagged ferociously, kicking me off to the clouds as I landed unevenly on stumps, bruising my back and arms.

But the wolf was definitely Rogue, as its scent was strong. The Rogue said nothing. He just stared at Lyall. The other Rogue growled and prepared to attack Lyall. But the silver Rogue growled back at the other Rogue. Then, suddenly, he dashed toward Lyall and jumped high. Lyall dodged easily, but the Rogue was incredibly fast. As soon as he landed on the ground, he immediately jumped again, without pausing. It caught Lyall by surprise and caught him off guard. The Rogue swung its claws at Lyall's chest. Lyall screamed and fell hard to the ground. The Rogue walked back toward Lyall, who was struggling to get up and endure the pain. With a harsh growl, the Rogue leaped at Lyall, trying to bite

“Now.” But it was too late. A growl came from the trees. Then another. Then ten more. Eyes glowed in the dark. Dozens of them. Rogue wolves. Huge. Scarred. Foaming at the mouth. Lycan stepped forward. “This is your only chance. Leave. Or die.” The rogues didn’t speak. They charged. **Rosa’s POV** The fight was chaotic. Snarls. Blood. Claws. I sliced one rogue’s throat, then ducked as another leapt over me.

A bead of sweat slides down her cheek and down to her chin; she's pretty nervous. I opened my mouth, hesitant, but before I could speak up, she stepped in front of me. “I've discovered my mate, and it's Remy," she announced, unwavering. Must have bit back the fear at the last minute. The silence fell, as if our words had vanished into the walls. The alpha's expression darkened, his aura now polluted with anger. "A Rogue?” He spat, venom dripping from his words. “You would choose a man of stature over a lowly rogue?”

But Sasha didn’t realize she was staring at the woods. “Ah that,” the Rogue combed his hair with his fingers. “The Wolf Moon’s powers allowed me to tear a tiny weensy hole, and I passed through it.” He waved a hand to himself, “I’m not from any of the packs of Westfall as you can see. That’s why I can just mess around with your land’s magic.” Sasha tried yanking her arm back, but the Rogue held her elbow firmly. “What do you want?” she hissed, keeping her voice steady and cold despite panic rising in her chest.

“I have always wanted to see you but I was scared that I might attack you.” Rogue were nocturnal creatures, they couldn’t control their desire to attack irrespective of who it was, their mind would go know from the reality and until their bloodshed is satisfied, they could go blind for hours. “You could never harm me” I informed him as I rested my back on his body. We laid in silence staring at the moon for hours, it felt nice to see him again and my heart mended a bit from the all the evil I had buried inside for Darla.

Jessica was smiling to herself as her wolf loped through the forest on the outskirts of Springfield. She was finally out from under her parents’ thumbs and could be herself. Her parents treated her like a little girl. She was an Alpha she-wolf. At fifteen, she was more than what humans were at twenty. That was why Jessica had stolen her older sister’s driver’s license. She and Vanessa looked so much alike that no one would doubt she was twenty-two.