I've Rebel Heart Novels & Stories

The redhead turned to me, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she spoke. “Welcome to the rebellion.”

She squealed and the line went off. I didn’t particularly understand why my disability was being romanticized but if it made her happy. I closed my laptop and went for the keys. “My Queen will get exactly what she wants.”

“We built this… our world.” Damian’s eyes shone with emotion. “Yes… our world. Our life. Our love. And it’s only going to get better.” Aria looked down at her hand in his, then out at the city below. “I finally understand… I wasn’t reborn to love a man. I was reborn to find myself. And in finding myself… I found the love I truly deserved.” Damian smiled, pulling her into a gentle embrace as the wind stirred around them. “And I’ll always be here, with you, for that love. Forever.”

She has been restless, and even though I had tried to convince myself that it was nothing more than the hatred I felt for their entire family, I knew within myself thst it was way more than that. My hands held the pen tighter now, forcing the ink through it like blood. “I needed to finish this,” I muttered to myself, pulling my chair even closer to the table. . The mission. The revenge. The cleansing of the blood debt I carried in my bones. Then…and only then…I could burn this part of me down. The one that still wanted. The one that still hoped. The one that, for a split second at the summit, had wondered what it would feel like to be chosen.

I had been watching that face my whole life and I was so tired of it. Every time something should have finally finished her, she came out of it. The kidnapping. The business attacks. The smear campaign. All of it. She just kept walking forward, kept rebuilding, kept collecting more people who were loyal to her. But you could not come back from being dead. "This time she doesn't make it home," I said. "That's the plan." "Good." I meant it. "Good." I hung up and kept walking. The sun was actually out. I tilted my face toward it for a second and just let myself feel it. I was out. Scarlett was on her way to a country where nobody knew her and nobody was watching, and what happened over there wo

Harper’s hands trembled slightly under the table. Emery reached over, squeezing her fingers. ⸻ 💍 Private Strength, Public Resolve Later, walking across campus, Harper stopped near the protest memorial wall where students had begun posting written testimonies about administrative misconduct. “I hate that loving you feels like political rebellion,” Harper admitted softly. Emery turned toward her. “I hate that the world makes it feel that way.” Harper leaned closer, voice barely above a whisper. “But I don’t regret it.” Emery smiled gently. “Neither do I.”

Julia spoke first, "I kicked Henry out. I found out he paid off a doctor to fake his diagnosis, and he was pretending to be terminally ill. So a few days ago, I threw him out for good. Jake, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you all this time." I nodded faintly, my expression calm. I didn't intend to speak. Honestly, I just found it absurd. The people who once hurt me now stood before me with heads bowed, begging for forgiveness. By then, the wound had already cut too deep. Like a trench carved by time itself, no amount of apology could ever fill it. The air between us was still. After a moment of hesitation, Julia finally spoke again, "I've been reassigned abroad to Ravenca. The environment there

, carved into the skin of the Omega standing before me. My own initials. My true name, branded onto the spine of the kingdom's most wanted criminal rebel leader. The silence between us stretched, thick and intense, like the calm before a storm. The rebel leader didn't move. He stood like an killer born from the shadows, his left hand slowly releasing his collar so the fabric fell back into place, concealing the glowing brand on his back. But the silver dagger in his right hand remained steady and pointed directly at my heart. I looked from the reflection of his now covered back and back to the cold, silver dagger in his hand, and something inside me finally snapped.

My heart skips a beat when I finally see a message from Nathan: Future boyfriend 🤤🍆: Come over my place now, I need you I reply okay and quickly put on a jacket and some shoes then quietly leave the house so my dad won't hear me. Once I'm outside I realise how cold it's gotten recently, it's even forecast to snow next week. I navigate the streets to Nathan's big house and soon enough, I'm knocking on the front door.

"But when the time comes, I want to be the one who cuts his disgusting jackfruit seed." Maybe her words were harsh. But to Damien, somehow it sounded quite cute. Maybe because Alexis used harsh words to vampires. Even though Damien is a vampire, his hatred for vampires exceeds any feelings in his heart. So, he feels happy when he hears someone cursing at the vampire in front of his face. After a few moments of observing the situation, Damien signaled to Reinhard who was ready with his sniper rifle from a few minutes ago, while the rest of the rebel forces were ready in their positions.