X Men Evolution Gambit And Rogue Novels & Stories

The decision of marking Hellen under the influence of his jealousy, the fact that he and Hellen had waited for so long for that event to happen, he had so many plans yet in his rage he didn't even realise what he was doing until it was done and impossible to reverse. When Alice was taken away by Rogue king. Raymond lost control over himself and at night walking back and forth in his room he was enraged yet was extremely disturbed by the thought of that Rogue touching the girl that was supposed to be his mate. He knew he had no rights to be angered when he was the one who gave her away to that beast by banishing her. He was the one who handed her to her so called second chance mate because of

I knew deep within my soul that I had to embrace the consequences of my actions, to accept the path of banishment and walk the solitary road of a Rogue. The decision weighed heavily upon me, for I would be severed from all I had known, from the familiarity of the kingdom and the comfort of my pack. Yet, Tania, in my heart, I found a newfound clarity, a strength that arose from the depths of my convictions. I knew that true honor and integrity lie not in the sheltered embrace of the pack, but in facing the consequences of my choices with unwavering resolve. So, with a heavy heart and an unwavering determination, I declined the offer of redemption. I embraced my fate as a Rogue, ready to roam

The Mistbane territory thrived under our care, and we had each other—stronger, wiser, and forever bonded. And as we stood together, hands clasped, hearts aligned, the first light of a new dawn touched the horizon, painting everything in gold. Our story was no longer about survival or struggle. It was about love, power, and peace—and it would last forever. “After all, I was once just an exiled rogue, a soul who had fallen to the savage beast within. I was far from perfect—but we were perfect for each other. And that was more than enough.”

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.

Or had he chosen to ignore me? I stayed hidden, watching as he moved with purpose toward the battlefield outside the palace walls. The enemy warriors were still there — rogues and traitors led by a tall, broad-shouldered man with a cruel face. Xavier carved through them like a storm. His claws sliced through flesh with terrifying precision. Talon fought beside him, swift and brutal. Even some of the lower ranks had joined the fight. But Xavier was unstoppable. He pushed forward until he reached the rogue leader. Their clash was savage. Growls shook the ground. Blood sprayed. The rogue was strong, but Xavier was stronger, faster, and filled with raw fury. In the end, with one final brutal str

I moved through the halls like a storm, flanked by my elite unit, adrenaline sharpening my focus to a razor’s edge. We found the first squadron of rogues near the south atrium. Twelve of them, tearing through my men with animalistic precision. The room smelled like blood and fury. I didn’t hesitate. I lunged. My blade sang as it met flesh. One rogue fell—neck split clean. Another ducked, but my elbow cracked into his ribs. Bones snapped like dry twigs. I saw Xavier’s markings on them—his code. They fought with discipline now. With fury and skill.

Xavier was more than happy to lend a hand or paw in his case. Xavier’s POV Most of the rogues saw me and changed their target from the girl to me. I was happy about this, as I got a chance to kill a few rogues. They wouldn’t stand a chance, but they still ran towards me. I ran towards them growling, then the biting, clawing started just before my favorite bit, which is the killing. In a few minutes, they were nearly all dead.

This Rogue is probably going to kill me, but I refuse to go down easy. About ten feet away from where Chandra and I are standing, the Rogue stops. His eyes grow malevolently in the moonlight as more of his brethren step out of the shadows. I count two, three, five… I look behind us. Seven Rogue warriors, covered in ash and blood. Chandra and I press our backs together. The Rogues move in. And then a wolf, one I know so, so well, leaps in from the dark. "Evander!" I gasp as my former mate brings the Rogues down.

The rogue anticipated her move, catching her wrist mid-swing. “You still don’t get it, do you?” he snarled, his grip tightening. “This fight isn’t about survival. It’s about ascension.” “What the hell are you talking about?” Damian shouted, closing the distance with a leaping strike. The rogue released Annabel and dodged Damian’s blade with an almost inhuman speed. He spun, planting a kick into Damian’s chest that sent him sprawling. Annabel didn’t hesitate. She surged forward, driving her shoulder into the rogue’s side. The force knocked him off balance, but he recovered quickly, his claws raking across her thigh.

“Counter that!” Rogue groggily got to his feet, as he felt the burning sensation. He directed his oculars up and had the shock of his life, Ein was out to kill that was what he understood. But he wasn't going to go down without a fight, Extending both hands to the heavens, Rogue called upon his ability. A stake appeared and with its advent, came a gargantuan of a mouth which clashed against the palm.