Esteban Rebelde Novels & Stories

Even if the rebels shot their drones down, they should be able to get there quickly enough to find them and destroy them before they could get away. All of them were to be shot on sight except for the red haired girl--Rain--and 24C. Jaguar knew exactly who he was, even though she’d had to hide her surprise when she’d learned that he was a leader of the rebellion. In her time leading the Military Mothers of Gretchintown, before White had been sent in by President Violet, she never would’ve guessed the mild-mannered 24C would’ve been a problem. Sure, he’d been a little bit of a troublemaker when he was younger, but that was the case with a lot of the men, especially the more vital ones, like 2

The Moretti estate felt like a tomb the next morning. Adrian sat in the study while his phone lit up and went dark again. By sunrise, the news had spread through every corner of Chicago’s underworld. [Former future Donna leaves Moretti in an old red cape. Her red silhouette becomes the internet’s latest punchline.] [Celeste returns. Elena Vega gets pushed out.] [Twenty years of Moretti training ends with one broken scooter.] In the video, Elena wore the red cape and walked barefoot down the stone steps before climbing onto the old Vespa. Reporters laughed around her. She never lowered her head.

“Why do you even want my help so bad?” He tilted his head. “You mean… other than the fact that you’re the best?” I gave him a look. “Yes.” For once, Ryder didn’t answer right away. His gaze dropped to the table, and his voice was quieter when he finally spoke. “I need to clear my reputation.” I blinked. That wasn’t the answer I expected. “Your reputation?” “Yeah. I messed up last year.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “One shot, Lila. I have one shot to fix it, and I intend to take it.”

Disappointment is the furthest thing from what I’m feeling as my gaze lazily trails up and down the hulking male before me. Pride would be more accurate. Success in ruining that Alpha of theirs enough that he couldn’t even drag himself here to try to kill little old me. No, that broken coward sent his second. His Beta. Liam Rowlyn. I’ve watched him from afar for years. Golden brown, close-cropped hair. Eyes deep and dark like charcoal. Shoulders and chest so broad he’d give professional football players a run for their money. He’s a tall boy too, like so many of the male werewolves, his form still surely towering over my five-feet-seven.

Shadow: There’s nothing I want to do more in this moment than punch this smug bastard’s face. “So, any updates Roman?” In this part of the world, I am known as Roman D’Angelo, the only son of one the man that owns an enormous network of underground casinos throughout New York and European cities, and unfortunately I am the only son that means that I am the heir.

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.

⸻ Elaine slams the file shut. “No.” Her voice echoes through the warehouse. “No.” Elias watches her calmly. “You think this changes who he is?” He doesn’t answer. She steps between Adrian and Elias. “I don’t care where he came from.” “I don’t care who experimented on him.” “I don’t care what your files say.” “He is Adrian.” “He is the man I love.” “And nobody gets to rewrite that.” For the first time— Elias’ calm composure cracks. Just slightly. “You sound exactly like Subject Zero.”

"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."

Immediately, he bent a knee, burying his head on his leg. “Luna…forgive me. I beg of you. How foolish I was to doubt the goddess even for a minute,” he cried. A sigh of relief left my lips. I inched closer to him, feeling the heat of the lycans following my every step. “What is your name?” I asked. “Haaland, Luna,” he answered. I squatted to his level and lifted his face with my index. “Haaland, you should understand that if we become monsters in the name of justice, we betray the very values we claim to uphold,” my heart hammered as I spoke, knowing this wasn’t my knowledge.

Carla leaves the clinic even angrier than before. Not only does she have to deal with Selene acting like she owns the pack, doing whatever she pleases, but also with Inés’s extreme mood swings due to her pregnancy. Listening to her constant whining drives Carla to a new level of stress. She never imagined Inés would become so weak, dependent, and pathetic. She can’t wait for that pup to finally be born so she can have the heir to the Redwood Wolves under her control. When that happens, she’ll be so powerful that no one, not even Connor and his foolish mate, will be able to oppose her.