Hunger Games Rebel Novels & Stories

Unless it’s a full moon, it’s nearly impossible to know we’re anything different than humans. Duncan Henna, the Chicago Pack’s Alpha, lost his son last night. One of the bodies laid out on the cold ground, his soul sucked free by a ruthless demon. My muscles bulge against the fabric of my thermal, doing my best to hold him from charging from our pack house in South Barrington, Illinois. Even with the strength of ten of us, we’re barely restraining him. Corrine, his wife, our Luna, and a nurse, fights to reach his neck, the needle on the syringe leaking the tranquilizer we’re trying to inject him with.

“You want to debate the politics of a pack that doesn’t exist anymore, or do you want to stop more of your warriors from dying at this gate?” Silence fell again. Rhea stepped forward, shoving past Maera to slap her fist to the stone. “I’ll back it,” she said. “She beats him, we get fewer Bloodfangs chewing our fences. He beats her…” She swallowed. “Then we’re dead anyway. This way at least we go down seeing what the moon made of our runt.” Rebel grunted. “I’ve been wanting to see someone knock that bastard’s teeth in for years,” he said. “If she can do it and save us a season’s worth of skirmishes, I say let her try.”

I deadpanned and Clyde snickered, trying to suppress the laughter bubbling in his throat. “Oh, that’s Hawar being…well, Hawar.” He said just as he came to a stop a few feet before the rug. He picked up one of the bottles lying around, hitting a spoon against it which caused a sharp, clinking sound to cut through the noise. “Can I have your attention?” All eyes were on us now and the noise slowly died down. “Rebels, I’d like you to meet our newest members, Nyx and Narin.” Hoots of excitement rose into the air and we were dragged into the center of the rug. The rebels danced around us, still chanting in excitement and all I could do was smile and wave.

The five of us named ourselves the 'Rebel Gang', even though everyone else called us the 'Havoc Clan'. The team was lead by me and Dione - my best friend from our pack's Delta's family. He was a true rebel at heart and a brilliant schemer. The three other members were Helena, Rachel, and Campton. We were all brilliant fighters and disliked the hierarchy instilled upon us. "It's a perfect crime because no one will suspect us, since minors aren't even allowed to attend monthly gatherings," Dione wiggled his dark brows. "C'mon, guys, stealing that equipment's a step too far. What if they get attacked and are left with nothing to defend themselves with?" Helena shook her head. "You really wanna

I snatched it, then stared blankly at the words she had written—notes about rogue safehouses, council meetings, and plans for resistance. “They did work together.” Steph’s whisper sent a violent shiver down my spine. Each clutching our family member’s words, we searched the clutter on the table until the message was abundantly clear. Elaine Rogers and Maren Channer were rebels for a rogue rebellion. I stared at Steph. “Was your mom a rogue?” “No—I mean, no.” Steph’s eyes searched mine frantically. “I don’t know. I—I don’t know if—how—”

Like right now, she just came back from work, came to check on me first and then went down stairs to make dinner for us although she must be tired from work. I could have turned out to be one of those kids who threw parties at their place when their parents weren’t around. And did drugs because their parents wouldn’t notice but I’m not like that at all. I don’t even have a social life, if I’m being honest here. Okay, that is actually because of Hunter but I don’t think I’ve even wished I could do those things before. I guess not having a strict guardian and a need to rebel does that. “Well, since your father might find out and come after you, I’m worried. I was wondering if you’ll want to co

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

The sixteen allies, united by the common thread of freedom, huddled in secrecy, far from the prying eyes of Athena's enforcers. Maximus, his eyes gleaming with a fierce resolve, took charge of the impromptu war council. "We cannot afford to underestimate Bastian and his soldiers. Our survival hinges on outsmarting them at every turn," he declared, his voice a low murmur carrying the weight of rebellion. The rebels, a diverse group with different backgrounds and skills, listened intently. Among them were former gladiators, skilled artisans, and even a few who possessed knowledge of the wilderness – a formidable blend of talents that Maximus sought to harness.

It had been weeks since she defeated Draven, and she had been diligently fulfilling her duties as the chosen one. As she turned a corner, she stumbled upon a hidden alleyway, filled with secretive whispers and darting shadows. Curiosity piqued, Scarlett cautiously made her way towards the hidden commotion. She peered through a cracked wooden door, her eyes widening at the sight before her. A group of rebels, supernaturals from all walks of life, huddled together in a dimly lit room. Their faces bore the scars of past battles, their eyes filled with a burning determination. Scarlett recognized them as individuals who had long spoken out against the oppressive ruling council, seeking to bring

Rebel and Siddharth were best friends, they had the same teacher who was Rebel's grandfather, however during their training years it was Siddharth who would always beat Rebel in the game, creating a high opinion and position for himself in his grandfather's heart As a result Siddharth rose to fame quicker and was more feared, however Rebel fell out with his grandfather for having favoured Siddharth more and he left the country to join the other world. That was why he harboured concealed feelings to snatch away everything that Siddharth had