Linkin Park 8 Bit Rebellion Novels & Stories

“What is it?” “The baby,” David dropped his head, shame etched on his face. “I’ve felt so guilty over our child for years and yearned for a child of my own. Please whatever you do, take your revenge on Chelsea but not the baby. That’s the condition, I’m releasing the evidence to you,” Pain lanced Elena at his request. This monster had killed her child and now? He requested she save his. For a second she wished she was evil to take justice. Walk out of his prison with zero cares for the child Chelsea was growing in her womb. But she couldn’t.

Bellatrix repeatedly asks fate-why is her innocent life drowning in the folly of sin? Bellatrix walked slowly towards the door at the end of the room. She is moving a little bit while looking at the bats carefully. Her illusion is that they're going to run and jump like those wolves. She pulled slowly on the thick wooden handle. But it didn't open. He pulled it a little harder, then with all her might. Can't open. Meanwhile, her body is in critical condition. Her head is spinning, my vision is blurry from here, and her legs are shaking so much that she can't stand up straight for long. Chucky looked back at the sudden sound of wings fluttering. The bats stared at her with a frown. The bats j

Or will you say, my friend, Let this be the end, And at our side will you fight For a future that is right? The battle is won, but not the war, Let’s remember that we want more, Freedom is what we’re fighting for. Your Secret Keeper

Each word he spoke carved light into the air — a cage made of pure sound and memory. The Guardian screamed, lashing out. Its tendrils struck the light, shattering part of it. Ayla’s heart surged in panic. “It’s breaking through!” “Then help me!” Kian shouted. She raised her hands, letting her mark flare until silver fire licked up her arms. The ink in the air responded, swirling toward her. She guided it into the gaps of Kian’s barrier, sealing cracks with raw willpower. For a moment, it worked. The Guardian thrashed, trapped between them — a trembling mass of moonlight and sorrow.

Mom said flatly, "I'd like to remind you all that they are all already 18 this year, so they are all considered legal adults. They must face the consequences of their actions." Upon seeing that Mom meant business, one of the more timid female classmates burst into tears. She apologized to me through her sobs, saying, "I'm so sorry, Mabel! I know I'm in the wrong now! I truly do! Please forgive me, Mabel! I don't want to go to prison!" She kept bowing and begging me. Seeing that, the other classmates started doing the same thing, apologizing to me continuously. There were even a few parents who said they were willing to compensate us financially. "We're willing to do whatever it takes as long

"You can try believing me for one day. If it doesn’t work tomorrow, you can step back." Something in my heart loosened. I placed my hand in his palm. "Okay."

“Your first life was a wreck! It was ruined and destroyed! So what are you going to do about it!” “Get up Harper! Stop feeling fucking sorry for yourself! Get up and get back at the people who ruined your life!” “Do whatever you have to do to get what you want! Being a good girl has never really payed you anyway” I screamed at myself at the top of my voice, I slumped to the ground, my whole body shook as I wailed in pains, my hands squeezing tightly on my chest. *“Tomorrow is a new day, Don't let the darkness of today overshadow the brightness of tomorrow”*

I clenched my fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms, my entire body thrumming with barely contained rage. Not allowed to retaliate? Against the same bastards who sent Pete and his mob after my parents? I don't fucking think so. I took a deep breath. "Hurry up and fuck off, you bastards." I locked eyes with the leader, the most cocky out of the three. If he did all the talking, he was probably the weakest link. And I saw it— That slight shiver in his posture. I smirked. "Well," he said, chuckling arrogantly, trying to cover up the fact that I'd shaken him, "it is pretty lame here. And we wouldn't want the cops being called on us for stupid shit."

Fear fills every part of my body when my voice sounds like two people speaking, me and a voice I’ve never heard before, a young girl’s voice. “The rejected luna returns to burn her enemies to the ground but the carefully made plans may not fit inside the box she’s prepared. Your choices will have consequences you couldn’t have imagined. You have to make those choices but your revenge will not be straight forward as your choices will come with crossroads, choices and crossroads will determine your revenge. Find me on the alpha’s side, I’m waiting, Luna.” I drop the letter and push myself away from it. “What was that Ida?” “I…don’t know.”

It was a harsh bite. He bit through my lip and my collarbone, tasted blood, and made a low, rough sound in his throat. I turned my head to escape, and he gripped my jaw and wrenched it back. His thumb dug into my cheek, forcing my mouth open. He held me hard enough to leave prints on my skin. “What are you crying for?” His voice was rough and hoarse, but there wasn't an ounce of pity in his eyes.