Disney Rebel Novelas e Histórias

Sybil’s POV “Sorry, Hunter, but if you take the throne, then you become King—the sole ruler of this land.” I crossed my arms, meeting his gaze without backing down. “Didn’t you hear me earlier? I want revenge. And how am I supposed to do that if I don’t hold the throne myself?”

To choose what’s most important to them. The Illucian’s were no friends of mine. DeMarcus being the shady man that he was. His wife and daughter being the two that stayed away from his dealings. And his son, Danarius, quickly following in his father’s footsteps. At seventeen he already showed a great prowess and interest in the way DeMarcus ran his underground world. One we all pretended wasn’t tied to the mob or dirty dealings with whatever species would give him the most bang for his buck.

she asked. “It was.” I said with a wistful smile. But then I refocused on the matter at hand. “So, the rebels. How do you think the men will react to me joining? Do you think they will accept me into your group?” The redhead gave me a sidelong glance, her lips curling into a confident smirk. “If anyone has a problem with it, they can take it up with me. If they dare.” she said. I couldn’t help but smile at her boldness. There was a strength in her, a fire that reminded me of the women back home who fought for their families and their people.

"The Redwood daughter specializes in animals and forests, so you can't compete in her domain. And you'll participate as yourself, not as a representative of the Silverstone pack." Without waiting for my response, he turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him. I stared at the shredded remains of my painting scattered across the floor. The canvas was ruined, but my determination had only grown stronger. If Lucas wanted landscapes, I would give him landscapes—but with a message hidden in plain sight that only those who truly understood art would recognize. A message of rebellion.

he took me by the hand and led me further into the mansion till we left the crowd until we were at the back of the house by a large pool. One look at the people here and you could tell they were stoned. “Isn't that the princess?” A guy whose pupils have turned completely red raised his head to stare. “Actually it's Rebel. I'm not a princess.” “When then HI Rebel,” he offered me his weed. “I'll pass.” “Come on princess, don't be a party pooper” he pushed it towards my face. “She said no” Dwayne came between me and the guy. “You got hours a nice fuck tonight Dwayne. Fine I won't mess it up,” he backed off too fast and fell into the pool.

He would not let go and kept trying to hold on when suddenly, a tall shadow stepped in front of me. "She has expressed herself loud and clear. Touch her again, I dare you." I did not know when Daniel showed up or how much he had heard, but his expression was calm. Even so, I could tell he was happy. He had a good reason to be. He finally became the heir to the Graham family. He could let out all the anger and unhappiness he had been holding in for years.

I smirked, “Sinclair, do you still have the gun?” Sinclair laughed, “Fast learner.” Adrian snickered, and then Luna Rebel came back inside. “Sinclair, you are still leaving your left side open on the sweeps. Bring your elbow in.” “Thanks, mama.” Alpha Austin came in and put his arm around Luna Rebel. “Sinclair, thanks for the assist. Made things easier.” “Sure, Dad.” “Darlin’, let’s go get cleaned up.” “Let’s go, my love.” Sinclair calls Austin and Rebel "Dad" and "Mom." Usually, that’s reserved for family members. Did they take her as an adopted daughter? Is she part of the Willis family?

I’m standing outside waiting for fucking Valerie because the asshole hurried me up to now take his sweet ass time, when Vic returns. “Salim was just picked up for trying to hack into the FBI database” he hands me the list of possible candidates again and I pick again. "Damian Delacort, Samantha Shae and YS Jailbird bring those three in if they are looking for employment with amazing fucking pay after they swear in. I want them to set up a new system with palm readers I want this place tricked out in tec" he nods his head in understanding and again kisses the top of my head before leaving me.

I whispered, more so to myself. “What’s a rebel wolf?” Reaper asked. “They are pack wolves who lost respect in the hierarchy. They remain pack wolves but choose to run with domestic wolves. It’s scarce. I’ve only heard of three incidents in wolf history where it has happened. It usually happens when the rebel wolf has been wronged. They seek retribution. It is why they do not disband. They want an apology for the wrong, or they will seek vengeance for a crime.” I looked at Beast. “Have you reached out?”

“I was…” He swallowed thickly. “I was betrayed,” the betrayal was still in his voice, raw and visceral. “I was betrayed, poisoned, weakened, and imprisoned. I was sent to the human’s lands, and there magical cuffs were put upon me,” he looked at his wrists as if still seeing those bindings. “Bindings created by a witch, who they continued to torment, seeming determined to torture unto death. I broke free, and took her with me, making her my second child, Meguitte,” his eyes flared red with his rebellion against the humans who had tried and failed to break him, the tension of his confession breaking. “I have always adopted rebels,” Talen’s smile was all teeth. Heath’s lips curled. “I’d believ