Hunger Games Rebel Novels & Stories

I grab my gun from the back of my jeans and smirk at them both. “My name is Rebel. But you already know that.” I say as they both stand and stagger before they fall back down. “You bitch, we will kill you.” Paddy slurs and I chuckle as the door opens and in walk my girls. Their disguises gone as they wipe their blood-stained hands.

The rebel's voice raises with every word, the hurt and pain laced amongst his words making his stomach churn. I know better than anyone what that kind of pain can lure you to do. "Don't hit him," another rebel scolds, coming up to stand next to the kneeling one. "If we want to hurt him, maybe we should hurt the girl." Even though I can't see any of their eyes, the tilts of their heads suggest their attention is now trained on me. It wouldn't take much, to alert them to the fact that I am a rebel myself, and that I know of all their groups, and my own, to prove it. It would get me out of here, surely. And I would take that option, before dying here for Isaiah or Zire. But I can take a few pun

“You do not understand. She is my heart outside my body. The world can burn, treaties can crumble, peace can die—I care only for her.” A soft green shimmer flickered across his chest—the soul thread straining across distance. Her sadness. Her fear. He felt it. Lived it. Breathed it. And his rage became unstoppable. “I’m coming, little star,” he vowed. “I’m coming. And the wolves who hid you—who lied about you—will wish they had never drawn breath.” Rebel — Age 10 (Working in the pack kitchens) Rebel moved silently through the kitchen, carrying a heavy pot twice the size of her head. Her arms shook, but she refused to cry. Crying made things worse.

Everything is going just as it had before. “My lady…my— my father is a rogue alpha. He's an enemy of the throne. I just wanted to run away from his schemes. I can't be part of them! But now I have nowhere else to be. I won't want to put anyone in danger…only the palace can help me now, my lady.” The ballroom has been consumed by murmurs as they hear what she has to say. Currently, the kingdom of Ker faces the threat of a growing rebellion. Many shifters— rogue lycans, foxes, faes and the like— have banned together.

Hela," Ramon's daughter, is as disagreeable as you say, wouldn't my lordship over the pack and her father's lordship intercede on marrying her?" Red roared in anger, "This offer is suspicious! How can a father devalue his daughter to this extent?! He presents her to you as a wife, and on top of that, he hands you his position?!. There's no doubt that there's a mystery behind that." "Hela Marcos is not our mate either." Our strength comes from the rogue, you stupid. Alex, realize that this rebel has increased our strength, and we haven't even tagged her yet. Imagine what happens after we leave our mark on her!"

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

said my brother in anger. "The rebel we been chasing is the heathen's girl?" I asked shocked that a hybird so power would mate a weak human. Matthews lowered his head as he said no has if he is ashamed of what he has to tell us. "The heathen was the rebel, she disguised herself as a human some how." Matthew explained. I frozed he had to be joking I looked at his face in hopes it was a joke. "So your saying that the heathen that killed hundreds of my men, including my mate is not only a women but can disguise herself as a human" says my father's he shook with anger. Matt only nodded.

“I have known for the last few years myself. When Doug could no longer deal with the guilt he confided in me. To say that I was disappointed in him is an understatement.” “You see Son I grew up in a village just like your precious Cora. I never wanted to be mated. I wanted to be able to live on my own and not be expected to just sit at home and pump out children.” Her voice holds such contempt for what she is saying. “But that couldn’t happen. I had to go for the Reaping and I had to get chosen by someone. Everyone thought I was so lucky to have your father. He practically worships the ground I walk on. But that wasn’t what I wanted!” “But why would you ruin the lives of so many women?” Rebe

Chapter 2: Rebel ~Wren~ I slink in through the loose shingles on the roof, softly landing in our makeshift hideout loft. It isn’t much, honestly, it looks like a child’s playhouse, but when all the outliers are beggars or thieves, it’s hard to come by nice things for a rebel headquarters. We are lucky that Ms. Grayford is deaf and never travels upstairs. Not that she would care if she did. She hates Alpha Alden as much as we all do.

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.