X Men Evolution Gambit And Rogue Novels & Stories

The male lead I picked out, James Linden, doesn't love me anymore. He's broken away from the and has fallen in love with the secondary female lead, Yvette West. On the day of our wedding, he insists on making things official with her. "You've gone mad, James! We arranged your marriage to Mia with the Churchill family ages ago!" James' father, Jack Linden, yells angrily at him. He attempts to stop James, but the latter has already gotten carried away and is poised to escape alongside Yvette. I sigh as I listen to the system clamoring in my ears, informing me that the romance between the male and female leads has been ruined. "Then, let's just choose another male lead," I say tiredly, l

“Watch—” “Alpha!” My Beta’s shout ripped through the quiet. I heard a snarl behind me, and whirled around to see that two male rogues had jumped down from the rafters. One was holding a large, rusty knife, the other preparing to shift. My Beta and the warriors moved quickly. Two warriors descended on the rogue with the knife. My Beta lunged at the rogue who was about to shift just as he made a run at me. I stood in front of Abigail, spreading my arms wide, just as my Beta slammed into his side and sent them both tumbling across the dirt.

The fourth rogue spun, eyes wide. Damien's fist connected with his temple, dropping him like a stone. Behind him, Marcus and Gideon struck simultaneously, the strike team converging with brutal, practiced efficiency. Chaos erupted in silence. Grunts. The wet sound of steel meeting flesh. Bodies hitting the ground. One rogue broke left, sprinting for the drainage ditch. Damien was faster. He closed the distance in three strides, tackled the man from behind, and drove his knee into the rogue's spine, pinning him face down in the mud.

Claws ready, they drove the rogues away from the sanctuary like a living wall. The rogues kept coming. They clawed at stone, at armor, at anything that moved. No tactics. No fear. Just relentless pressure. “Left flank!” Ronan snapped. Three rogues broke toward the side. Xavier moved like a falling star, ripping through them with a burst of fire that left nothing standing. He didn’t speak, didn’t hesitate, didn’t ask. He simply destroyed anything that threatened his people. Minutes blurred into motion. One by one, the rogues fell.

A hand reached down, grabbed the rogue by the shoulder, and hurled him twenty feet across the field like a rag doll. I blinked, my vision swimming. A line of men in tactical black gear surrounded the clearing. Standing in the center, framed by the sun, was a tall, imposing figure. "Remove his hands," Logan commanded. His voice was cold, vibrating with a lethal frequency. "Who are you?" the rogue whimpered, trying to crawl away. No one answered. One of the men stepped forward with a combat blade. A moment later, a scream of absolute agony ripped through the forest. Logan strode over to me. He dropped to his knees, untying my bound hands with shaking fingers. He immediately stripped off his he

I planned on going Rogue and living a normal life. But then the attack happened. It was unexpected, we were completely unprepared, and it resulted in most of the pack being wiped out, including my parents, Tony, and our sister Lilah, who was only a baby. By the time the fight had ended, there were only 40 members of the pack left. We had lost almost 500 members of the pack and were completely lost. We also lost the packlands as they were destroyed beyond repair, and with me being the oldest Alpha family member left, the remaining pack members turned to me for guidance, and I took on the role even if it went against every fiber of my being.

The ones that shifted had some kind of black goo dripping from their mouth, it was absolutely disgusting and i knew it had something to do with whatever gave then this strength. Shifting to my wolf-man form i rush over to the fight and once again i begin to tear into the rogues. One thing I wasn't prepared for though was the rate at which they healed. Not only did they have speed and strength their healing had increased as well and i immediately knew this would be trouble for us. The empty feeling spread through me again and i turned to see one of our pack members fall face first into the ground dead. This angered Xavier and i because these rogues had not taken one but two of our family memb

Jared lunges at the one trailing him, locking paws. From the trees, a rogue in human form stepped out and past the Alpha towards Celeste and Josh. Xavier tries to step to them only to be stopped by a rogue growling at his heel. He growls back, the sound reverberating around the snowy forest. No time to shift, Xavier grabs at one of the rogues, flinging it in the direction of another. They both tumble down, righting themself and lunging right back at Xavier. The third rogue had never left, instead going for Xavier's ankle and biting down with all it's strength. He lets out a groan, raising his elbow to smash back down on it's head. Dazed, it takes a step back yet the other two are right there

“Oh. Umm, on a different topic there’s a question I’ve been wanting to ask you. Why don’t you like rogues?” Tyler lets out a large sigh. “Three years ago, there was a large rogue attack on Moonfang. My parents left to go fight, and were killed during the fighting. I was forced to step up and become Alpha at the age of seventeen. I couldn’t even finish high school properly. I had to attend online classes. I also had to attend college virtually. There are so many things that my parents will never get to see. I hate rogues because whenever I see one, I am reminded of what was taken from me.” Tyler falls silent and stares at his plate. “I understand,” I say softly. Tyler looks up quickly. “Rogue

He couldn't have… "Don't worry, I didn't fuck you while you were asleep. I was going to… but I don't like my women dirty. Plus, I was hoping to hear you scream when I finally put my hands on you!" From his cackle and dry yellow eyes, I could tell he'd been in the wild for ages now. He was a rogue, an insane lunatic who would do anything to feel something. A connection he could only feel in a pack. I scoffed as his eyes ran through my body hungrily, "Even if you forcefully take me it won't do anything. All you need is redemption… A meaningful bond with—" "— Shut up!" I felt a rough tug on my chin and the nasty breath of the oldie in my face.