Esteban Rebelde Novels & Stories

His voice was shaky and intermittent as he said, "Ella, ever since you chose Daniel, I've been a mess. Sophie, being the heir… None of that matters to me. It's always been you I wanted. "Once upon a time, I was the bad guy. I was too full of myself and unhappy with the plans my family made for me. Sophie's tricks didn't help either. That's why I thought I didn't like you and kept fighting against our marriage. "Now, I've sobered up. I get how I feel about you, Ella. Can we try again? Please, let's give things another chance. "

Andrew was tied like a goat and forced on his knees before Esteban, who sat lazily on a couch, one leg crossed, holding a glass of wine. Andrew’s body was beaten black and blue. Even as an old man, he had no choice but to tremble and beg for mercy before Esteban. He’d heard rumours that Esteban was dangerous, but he never believed it. In his own opinion, Esteban is actually scarier than how they describe him, because he used to think the phoenix was the most dangerous beast he should avoid…

“That will kill you.” He looks at me — really looks — and for a moment I see peace in his expression. “Maybe it’s time something ended.” “Axel, please—” But before I can reach him, the ground trembles. The sky splits open. And from the center of the ruins, a voice rises — cold, mechanical, familiar. > “Reboot complete.” I grab his arm, the wind tearing around us. “What’s happening?” He stares into the light ahead. “The world just remembered us.”

She had heard about the rebels, and she knew that they were skilled fighters who sought to overthrow the oppressive monarchy and establish a new, more just society. If anyone could help her, it was them. "I need your help," Karen said, stepping towards the rebels. "I need to get out of here and find a way to fight back." The rebel leader smiled. "You've come to the right place, little wolf. We'll help you. But first, you need to prove yourself. You need to show us that you're willing to fight for what you believe in." Karen nodded, feeling a sense of determination fill her. She would do whatever it takes to win her freedom and shape her destiny.

"What are you really trying to say? Don't give me any weird bullshit. I'm fucking tired right now." The man smiled widely. "What I want to say is that I found someone suitable as the leader position for our rebel group." Caskey, who had closed his eyes while leaning back in his chair, now opened his eyes spontaneously. "What?!" They are a group of rebels. However, until now, they have implemented a leaderless system. But now, it was the founder of the werewolf rebel group himself who said that he had found someone suitable as the leader of their group.

He moved unhurried, commanding the authority he was known for, his hands pocketed with his men trailing behind. He stopped beside Domenico, close enough that their shoulders nearly brushed. “Ah. There he is, the devil himself.” Esteban grinned. “Have you heard of the Devil’s spawn?” Lucian asked. Esteban’s brows knit, of course he had heard stories. The man who had wiped an entire cartel, and they were all missing a finger, they say he took them as trophies. “We all heard the story…Do you know the man?” Esteban asked.

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

Esteban whispering, savage, “You’ll learn to hold still.” Another swing. I throw up my hands. Blood sprays the buckle, seeping into the butterfly’s grooves. Mamá lunges, grabbing Esteban’s arm. “¡Basta! He’s three!” Esteban laughs, “Three? Old enough to bleed like a man.” He tosses me into the oil slick. I slid until my head smacked the Fat Boy’s exhaust pipe, branding me with a second scar. Esteban wipes the buckle on his jeans, admiring the rust-red stain. “A reminder. For both of us.”

“That you back off from pestering him. Let him do as he pleases to those she wolves as long as they are not a member of our pack,we are safe.” “You want me to stay quiet and watch him assault innocent wolves?." I raised an eye in question , leaning in to inquire. " That's not what he meant.” Carl firmly chipped in. Carl represented the water element. “We don't want this feud between you and Luca to escalate into a war.” Drake explained. “ I can't sit back and watch Luca mistreat people. I have had enough and I'll make sure he pays for it. No matter how hard or how long it takes me to complete the task. Luca is a beast.”

George followed behind the old man, walked into the backyard, and asked, "Grandfather, what's wrong?" Grandfather Lambad stayed for a long time before speaking, "What should come is still coming." "It's the blood of the eldest lady..." George asked. Grandfather Lambad raised his hand, to stop George's words behind him, and said, "get everything ready for Anabel. She will be recognized as one of us and formally welcomed into the family” After dinner, Grandfather Lambad went to the front yard with George's help. Sir Lucas, Claudia, and Anabel were watching TV. Sir Lucas was like a normal person. In the afternoon, he just asked Claudia a few words. Claudia refused to admit it, and he acted as i