Defiance Book Novels & Stories

“Unlike you, I actually came here for that specific book. You probably grabbed it because it looked dramatic on the cover.” Her mouth fell open, offended to her core. “Excuse me?” “You heard me.” I could see how she was too stunned to speak. Then she leaned back, spine stiff, still clutching the book like it was a lifeline. Her curls spilled over her shoulders as she tilted her chin higher, eyes sparking with defiance. “Even if that’s true,” she said, slow and deliberate, “I’m not giving it to you.” She muttered something under her breath, something that sounded suspiciously like an arrogant jerk and flipped the book open again, deliberately turning the page with enough force to make it snap

Rosemary’s Pov “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

I had ‘borrowed’ the book and I would return it once I succeeded. A secret domain. A hidden sanctuary. A place where no intruder could enter, where the pack could retreat if the shadows ever rose again. The idea lingered in my mind, growing roots until it was all I could think about. I had to make it real. I closed the book, letting a shiver run through me as I felt the weight of what I was about to attempt.

"Like they always say, you can never judge a book by its cover. Look at his first love. Even now, she's acting all innocent." Both Zachary and Gigi were sporting unpleasant expressions thanks to the scathing remarks that were thrown their way. Zachary was so furious that his hands were shaking. The way he looked at Gigi now was the complete opposite of the gentleness he previously displayed. "That was my mother, Gigi! You killed my mother!"

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It was a small, fragile flame, but it was enough to give me the courage to take the next step, to keep moving forward even in the face of overwhelming adversity. And so, with a sense of determination and defiance, I took a deep breath and began to move forward, one step at a time, into the unknown. As I sat in the darkness, my eyes scanning the screen of my phone, I felt a sense of trepidation wash over me. I had been avoiding social media all day, unable to bear the thought of reading the hurtful comments and messages that I knew were waiting for me. But something inside of me had shifted. Maybe it was the spark of defiance that had ignited within me, or maybe it was just a sense of morbid

My finger turned the page and I burrowed deeper into the couch in the corner I'd made for myself in the library. The types of books I love to read were scarce in Killian's library. "You're so hard to find these days," I heard Fiona's voice before she came out from behind a shelf. "Hey girl," I waved the book at her. "I didn't know you were a bookworm." "I was more focused on fighting, probably why." "Was? You stopped training?" "What's the point? I have gotten to a point where people are scared of me." "Girl don't be ridiculous. No one is scared of you. They're just... surprised."

The smell of cigarettes contaminating the air woke me up and I thought Konstatin had tried to burn a building down with me inside of it. Yet, I still remain silent; resilient to fight my way out of hell's grip upon me. Even though minutes have passed, I haven't been able to make anything out that will help me survive or escape. I'm still lying on the frigid ground, helpless as the day I was born. Another voice sweeps through the room, "I was wondering when the Defiant Queen would join us." He murmurs in English with a thick accent, followed by laughter that erupts through the room.

I feel safe being alone here because I know there are two guards outside the library. If only I could do something to help Damon. If only I had the ability to recognize who betrayed Damon. I put down the book I was reading on the table and looked at the high shelves in the library and suddenly the book I saw before came to my mind. That book was written by Alpha Devon and there is a faint suspicion that there is a torn page in that book. I know it's not unusual for a book to be torn because it's natural for a book, to tear and get old...but that book was strange. The book is old, but you will know that every paper used is durable. It can't just be torn because of its old age.

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