Ariel Rebel Forum Novels & Stories

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.

Shame clung to me like a second skin as those utterances were made. “Ladies and gentlemen, our star lead Aria Hartwell is here.” June, the popular girl, the queen bee of the school announced cheerfully. Everyone was at her beck and call and did whatever she wanted and got whatever she wanted, no one dared to refuse her……for now. She's tall, slender with long blonde wavy hair that she always bundled up in high ponytail, high cheekbones, fake eyelashes she constantly batted to get what she wanted. Lips that were always curved into a menacing smirk or smile that never reached her pupils.

“You can either help us get our son back, or we can rebel against you.” Ari- Don’t back down. Not being able to talk they often thought I couldn’t listen. I know things. I inhale and keep my head up. “Ariella,” Tiffany huffs. “You can’t rebel against the king. It will end badly for you.” “How much worse can it get?” Ariella laughs. “Not helping me get my son back will test your hold over the kingdom,” I declare, trusting my mate. “I have many allies, werewolf and other Supernatural too. The whole point of Conrad University is networking.”

Elias knew much about the soldiers that were thrown into the dungeons. "I don't want that I just want justice" Simon roared calmly. "You're the True Alpha I'm ready to support you in all your endeavors just let me know if you need anything or my help" Elias patted his shoulders giving him the incentive to go on with his plan. "I'll surely let you know when I need your help rest assured that we can handle this heat and everything will be fine" Simon hugged Elias, knowing that he found a brother in Elias. "Yeah I get that a lot, everything would be fine but it turns out worse because you both against each other would bring nothing but chaos" Elias was afraid of what would happen when Simon goe

The murmurs of unease quieted, replaced by a rising tension—focused, sharp, like a blade poised to strike. “We will hold the valley,” Aria declared, her fist clenched at her side. “We will remind them that Moonfall does not yield. Not to fear. Not to tyranny. Not to ghosts.” A low growl of assent rumbled through the warriors, rising into a chorus of howls that split the morning air. Aria’s chest ached—not from fear, but from the sheer weight of what she was asking them to face. But this was what it meant to lead.

Naming felt less like drowning. ‎His lip twitched, almost like a smile, but tighter. “My people. A couple of guys from outside the club I trust. Guy called Taye, he’s owed me a favor since I once bailed him out of a mess with a dealer. He’s clean. No loyalties to Marcus. He’ll help.” ‎ ‎“How many?” ‎ ‎“Enough,” he said. “Not too many. We’re not trying to start a war.” ‎

ISABELLA’S POV I resumed the Luna role on the third day. Not with ceremony — there wasn’t time for ceremony and I didn’t want ceremony. Ceremony was for after, for when the immediate work had been done and the pack had space to breathe. What the pack needed immediately was function. I functioned. The Redmoon tribute arrangements: dissolved.

"Why are you here?" Lila's expression sobered. "After you vanished, I couldn't stay. I couldn't walk the same roads where they'd whispered about you, where Zarek walked around like he hadn't destroyed the best thing that ever happened to him. So I left. Traveled. Joined another pack for a while." A small, secret smile crossed her face. "And then I found my mates." "Mates?" "Plural." She grinned. "From Iron Ridge Pack. Warriors, fierce, protective, and completely devoted." She shrugged, but her eyes were bright. "It turns out the Moon Goddess had a sense of humor about the whole thing."

He said , looking at me . “What problem?” I asked , curiously . “Oh nothing, just this is this company called Mcreate , which is sort of our rival and they are trying to take this new project we have with Artfree away . Well anyway , we are all working hard enough for it . But Aiden sometimes gets paranoid that we will fail to protect this company . Moreover , he fears that would let the chairman down .” He explained . So that’s the problem . He really is sensitive . He doesn’t want to let down his father . He is a good son . I admit that . But now coming to think about it, how can I really use this chance to get close to him?

The sixteen allies, united by the common thread of freedom, huddled in secrecy, far from the prying eyes of Athena's enforcers. Maximus, his eyes gleaming with a fierce resolve, took charge of the impromptu war council. "We cannot afford to underestimate Bastian and his soldiers. Our survival hinges on outsmarting them at every turn," he declared, his voice a low murmur carrying the weight of rebellion. The rebels, a diverse group with different backgrounds and skills, listened intently. Among them were former gladiators, skilled artisans, and even a few who possessed knowledge of the wilderness – a formidable blend of talents that Maximus sought to harness.