I'm Radio Rebel Novels & Stories

I immediately wiped the smile off my face and sent Elena back to her room, telling her to close the door behind her. Then, I looked coldly at Samuel and said, my expression stern, "I was smiling at Elena. Can you please stop trying to disgust me?" But Samuel suddenly dropped to his knees beside me, his face full of grievance. "Isabella, I know I was wrong. Just give me another chance. I know you still love me. Let's start over, okay?"

Beside him are two others rebels, all three of them armed with an assault rifles. "Hello, Tristan," the guy with yellow hair starts. "We need to talk with you about something." "Me first," I say, getting up and wiping the bit of sweat from my eyes. "How about you tell me where I am, why I'm here, and where the fuck Rebecca is?" "Don't worry about Rebecca," the guy answers, "She's fine. My men found her before they find you, and quickly took her to our infirmary. She's alive. As for your other questions, my name is Martin, and I am the leader of the Rebel."

he replied, sounding far too confident, his devilish smile back to his face as if he has finally won me over I couldn't help but scoff. "You want me to be your fake girlfriend, and all I get is protection from the media? Isn't that your job in the first place as my label CEO, No thanks. I don't need your help in that department. And besides, I'm not interested in playing this game. Find someone else to be your prop." I said pushing my buttons, a voice telling me to give up the fake font I am trying to pull

"When I was drowning in the struggle for power, Karen was always there. She offered me comfort and encouragement. I was grateful for that, yes. But the only one I ever loved was Sera." The moment the words left my mouth, another man burst into the room with a small package. I tore it open, finding a tiny voice recorder inside. I pressed the play button. A familiar voice filled the room, cold and calculating. "Karen's been dead for a long time. So what? Your stupid parents will only believe me. All I have to do is put on a little show, and they'll always side with me. That idiot, Macro? He's no different..." The air was sucked from my lungs. A sharp, icy dread pierced my heart.

She sighed and she is sure that Gavin heard it from the other line. "I don't want to answer your questions. Just respect what I want to do. Go get somebody else but don't bother me." I turned off his call even before he could say any word. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep because it is almost ten thirty in the evening. ---- Rebecca's POV "What?!" Sheira almost freak out when I told her everything that happened today. "I really hate him he's being too much." "What is wrong with you? Don't you know what he want to do that night? I mean, who would serenade girls these days? Even good guys are found on tinder right now."

"You're quite popular around here, you know." I scoffed. "The only place my fame blooms in, is Greenville and it's for a bad cause." I answered dryly. "Greenville might know you as the son of a traitor but outside Greenville, you're known as The Rebellious Alpha." He replied and immediately some of his friends looked back at us. "I'm no Alpha, Gabriel." "Well you are, you do have Alpha blood running through your veins and of course, you're the only man who challenged Alpha Jason's position." Gabriel explained. "So technically, you're the rebellious Alpha."

he ordered coldly. "Why can't you come closer to me? Are you scared?" Avery stood up and walked toward Caroline. She kicked the two nurses aside. While Avery had Caroline’s attention, Yogo was secretly speaking with Seb and Monica on the other line. "We got Miguel. We’re leaving," Seb’s voice crackled through the line after they placed Miguel in the helicopter. "There’s a bomb planted all over the factory. Ryan Salazar’s son has the remote. Go ahead and take Miguel to the hospital," Yogo said quietly, ensuring Avery didn’t overhear him.

- I scrolled through the tons of messages he sent, my phone suddenly began to ring and it was his call coming in, I long pressed on the power button, switched off my phone and returned it into my pocket. With the umbrella shielding me from the rain, I turned and began to make my way home, his words echoing in my mind, how was I supposed to find my voice when I already traded it with someone else, I am the First daughter but I practically already lost that title to Michelle, they practically controlled my life, they have the power to either break or make me and now they have done the former. I stopped in my tracks and turned onto the road, I stretched out my hands and flagged down a taxi,

(Skylar’s Confession — The Truth Rebel Was Never Supposed to Hear...) Rebel barely recognized the sound of her own voice when she spoke. It came out thin and unsteady, stretched tight with fear, like a thread ready to snap. “Mom… am I really crazy?” Skylar didn’t answer immediately. She ushered Rebel into her bedroom with shaking hands and closed the door behind them. The soft click of the latch echoed far too loudly in the small space, carrying a weight that made Rebel’s stomach twist. This wasn’t comfort. This was a countdown.

Before he could answer, the sounds began. "Oh, Juno! Yes, like that! Louder!" Odalis' voice, or rather screams, could be heard. The stewardess blushed and quickly walked away. "Show me who your true love is! Like that! Don't stop!" Odalis continued screaming. The moans and screams continued, Gia tried to concentrate on her phone, on the airplane magazine, on anything. "Oh yes! I love it when you make me yours!" Odalis' screams were getting louder.