Sting X Rogue Romane & Geschichten

Seemed like they were waiting for a surprise to appear. Stark saw one of the rogue near them. He's the one who acted as guards of their little camp. He scattered his vision to the sorroundings and he didn't saw Ramses around them. He was his main target for launching an attack. He slowly sneeked in and with a snap of a finger, amount of crimson bloods pooled below the rogue's neck. Stark slashed it with his sharp claws. It stumbled on the ground and instantly died. He didn't even let out even one single soft noise. Stark attacked was vert precise and a smart move.

“What do you mean there’s been rogue attacks? Who in the hell would be challenging your family?” I straightened up as I watched the emotions pass over her face before she glanced at me, which immediately made me even more worried about what he was saying. “Osirus, I’m sending Storm to your castle. She can help you with the rogues. Trust me, she won’t need any of your men. Before she comes home, I want you to give her all the information you have on the rogues.” She met my eyes. “I think that this Mr. X might be behind the rogue attacks. It’s not a coincidence that both you and I are now being targeted.” She let out a loud sigh as her eyes fluttered closed. “And there’s only one person I know

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve

“How did this rogue get to her? I made bloody sure that she didn’t leave my territory. Why did she let him take her away? He’s a rogue with no prospects or future. If he thinks mating with her will get him into my pack, he’s got another thing coming. Where did this fool come from? Nita, do you know a Tyler, who’s a rogue?” That was a surprise. He didn’t normally speak directly to her. Russell didn’t want to know a thing about what went on in his head. She’d learned that quickly, right at the beginning. Anita released his shaft from her mouth so she could speak. “Tyler? Not that I know of. But there have been several strangers in town. Very tough looking guys. All scars and muscles. Leather j

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

I say, but as I climb to my feet I hear a grunt and glance over my shoulder to see Val in a brawl with a rogue almost twice her size. “Val, your blind spot!” I cry as I see a rogue stalk from the trees towards her back. I run to her but I can tell I won’t be quick enough. Her gun is on the ground, forgotten, and the knife at her belt will be useless if she doesn’t pull it free quickly. “You’re knife, Val!” I scream. “I’ve got this!” Val yells, her eyes wild as she takes her eyes off the rogue to glare at me, causing her guard to come down enough that the rogue towering over her lifts her up by the neck of her jacket and hurls her against the nearest tree.

The rogues laughed while Aurora felt bile rising up in her stomach and Astraea's anger flared. " You know what you're right. I think it's better this way that...." Astraea said as she stepped forwards towards the Rogue making a seductive face as he drooled as Astraea touch his biceps and traced her fingers towards his shoulder then towards his heart. " That, I rip your heart out" Astraea completed as her hands paused on the place of his heart and the smile disappeared from the rogue face and Astraea's claws elongated digging deeper into his chest. Unable to move Rogue just stared at Astraea's yellow eyes before she pulled his heart out making him fall dead and turn into stone.

"Just me," Greyson croaked. "You know it's the smart thing to do. There's no point in slaughtering a whole pack." "You think I care about how many people I have control over? Do you think I care about that when my mate is lying dead in my arms!" Rogue roared. He threw Greyson to the side, kicking him onto the floor. "You will all die! I will kill you all for what you have done. None of you will live to see next week." Rogue looked down at Stacey and brushed her hair away from his face, smiling down at her. "Everything I will do to this pack will be for you, my love," he whispered. "I promise, I will make them suffer." He then walked towards the woods, not looking back at the pack. "If any of

He studied me for a moment, and I couldn't tell if he was surprised I didn't already know or if he'd expected this question. "Kieran Croft," he said. The name hit me like a physical blow. Kieran Croft. I knew that name. Everyone in the territories knew that name. It came with warnings and whispered stories and a reputation that made other Alphas nervous. Kieran Croft was the Rogue Alpha, the feared leader of Silverthorn, the man accused of betraying the coalition and standing outside the Alpha King's trust. He was the Alpha other packs avoided, the one parents used to scare their children into behaving, the one who operated by his own rules and didn't answer to anyone.