Esteban Rebelde Novels & Stories

Hanson moves forward while commanding to others, “Release her!” When no one listens, he moves to do it himself. “Hanson, stop!” His body obeys as his mind churns, his heart burns, and his eyes yearn to follow through with the task. The Alpha Female. “COME BACK TO ME!” Hanson straightens as his body obeys a call the rest of him wishes to ignore. As he comes to stand next to his new female, he watches Jezebel and pleads for forgiveness and offers false promises of freeing himself from his Alpha Female with his eyes. Jezebel closes her eyes before looking straight ahead. That was the last time she looked at him. The thin silver thread grows even weaker from the final betrayal. He was going to s

REBORNED EPISODE Nine Deirdre POV Splash! I splashed some water on the so called crypto and he gasped. He slowly raised his head up and struggled against the ropes that are around him while sitting on a chair. He squint his eyes at the tiny bulb hanging above his head. “Somebody, help! Is someone here?! Where are I?!” He finally had the strength to open his mouth after trembling like someone being drenched at the club. He is probably like that because a gun wasn’t placed against his thigh.

he tells me then tits his head to the carnage I left in the middle of the room. I slump into his shoulder and just breath, I feel like my lungs haven't had a proper breath since walking away from my dad's body. My heart feels heavy for my lose but somehow alive, it's all because of the man who's holding me tight to his chest while giving out orders. "My condolences Miss Diabla for your loss" says a man with a heavy Spanish accent. "The Castro. The San Torino and The Belmura Families all stand at your side, we will have allies' contracts drawn and send for you agreement in the next few days"

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

That was the extra kick, needed to pull him from his murderous haze. He reeled himself back in, recognizing this for what it was. This was what Alejandro wanted. He wanted him to lose his mind and harm him. He sought a death he had been unable to get on the battlefield; quick, easy, mostly painless. The best part was, it saved him some of his pride and ego. Alejandro knew the options available to Caleb, and nothing would strip him of this false sense of importance he cherished so dearly, than being caged and paraded in the presence of all of the Alphas whose respects he craved so badly.

“I know you’re just trying to help and that you're looking for a solution. There is no easy answer to this problem. Please set up a meeting with Sheriff Lloyd, and I’ll explain the situation to him.” My other three children are Sheriffs of the biggest areas in the North, South, and West respectively. The youngest of those three, Hagar, is three hundred years older than Sebastian who is just over a hundred years old. I didn’t want another child after Hagar, but Sebastian just kind of happened. “Are you all right?” he asks. “Yes,” I answer. “You can go. Check in on that priest for me, will you?” “I already did. He’s fine. He says he forgives you, it’s his-”

"You're a parasite. Living off what better men built. You don't have vision. You don't have a legacy. You just have ambition and a willingness to stab anyone who gets in your way." "And you?" Reyes shoved back, and Esteban stumbled. "You have a name. That's all. A name that used to mean something, but now? Now it's just a reminder of how far you've fallen." They collided in the center of the room, grappling. Neither with any real technique. Just rage and desperation and twenty years of hatred finally finding an outlet. Reyes got an elbow into Esteban's ribs. Esteban's knee came up and connected with Reyes's thigh. They broke apart, breathing hard. Both bleeding.

"That explains the sudden bounty on the heads of two customs officers." "He’s lashing out. Growing unstable. But here’s the twist... we’ve picked up chatter about a rival," Martinez continued. "What rival?" "Name's Esteban Del Sol. Former enforcer, now a rising lord with his own syndicate out of Medellín. He lost two brothers to one of Alejandro's reckless port deals. He's declared war." Dino exchanged a quick look with Tomiwa. "This is our window. While they fight each other, we strike."

I conclude, my voice tinged with desperation. He nods, a sense of gravity settling between us. “Yeah, you are.” I take a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. I know Roman is watching but not listening as per my request. He’s also probably itching to pull me out of there, but this might be our only shot at getting valuable information. “If you help us, Esteban, we can offer you protection, maybe even a chance at redemption.” He laughs bitterly. “Redemption? There’s no redemption for people like me, Aella. Do you think the Cartel lets traitors go? I’m better off dead.”