Mandalorian Rebel Novels & Stories

"I am Declan Roman-Oxford, future Alpha of the Roman-Oxford Pack. And you, Suki Hantonamo Oxford, are nothing to me. I reject you. I reject you as my mate, Luna, everything. Now get the hell away from me." Something broke between us, but it didn't hurt any worse than the wounds covering my body. She flinched, but I didn't stay to see more. I turned, every step agony, but stopping wasn't an option. Gaia waited. I needed to get to her. Even if I was injured, I needed to be there to protect her.

he murmured. Marcus nodded. "I owe you whatever you ask so Odessa's head… It's yours." A satisfied smirk spread over Ryan's face. "Good, then let's make sure this wasn't a wasted effort." Without anything else being said, Ryan raised his hand. A raven soared above; its call was sharp and piercing throughout the woods. It was the signal. The other rebels surged ahead. Meanwhile, Marcus and Luca led the charge for the fortress gates. The leaderless and disorganised rogues were quickly swept under the assault. Callum's rebels fought with a savagery borne of years of bondage; their cries joining the groans that came from Ryan's wolves.

The young wolf quickly pulled up the information on his laptop, reciting the coordinates and a complex alphanumeric sequence. I committed both to memory, then moved toward a motorcycle that had been knocked on its side during the battle. I righted it, checked the fuel gauge, and mounted in one fluid motion. "Sir, you shouldn't go alone," the senior beta protested. "Protocol requires—" "I work alone," I cut him off, kick-starting the engine. "Keep my brother alive until I return." Without waiting for a response, I gunned the engine and sped away, leaving a cloud of dust in my wake. The Red Claw compound was my target, and nothing would stop me from retrieving those documents.

“Me too.” Lucan appeared behind him, bloodied but grinning. “We’ve got a problem. The Gravemourn flipped. They’re not just mercs. They’ve been feeding the Crimson Order for years.” “What?” Kael barked. “They’re holding the rebel Luna. She bought us time, but—” A crash shook the entire fortress. And I turned— Just in time to see Darian walk through the smoke. Flanked by a dozen new wolves—silver-eyed, branded with crescent marks.

Doltyn clapped Marco’s back. “No, really, Marco should help you.” Storm told him. “They are a hand full for just one person, especially my little Rebel.” She looked down at Rebel, who had a mischievous smile on his face. She knew he was up to no good. “Rebel, you better be a good boy for Doltyn.” Storm scolded. “Yesh mama, I will be good boy.” Rebel smirked at her; they couldn’t see that he had his fingers crossed behind his back.

Michael: Stay on your game Rebel Rebel: Bye Daddy (phone dead) I summon a maid to bring my driver. The party this evening is A-list, so I won't be packing a gun. No issue. I wear a small pistol on my thigh for good measure and smile to myself. I am twenty-five, and my whole body is an arsenal. I don't need much to get the job done. Even my nails are lethal.

But I can take a few punches before dissolving the entire plan Malin and I have constructed. "No...Listen to me, you don't want to hurt me," I warn them, trying to shuffle back, but it's hard when I'm losing balance with every movement. "You're the daughter of that Noble, aren't you?" the Rebel exclaims, getting back to his feet. I can hear the grin in his voice, mingling with the pure, uncompromising hatred. "I'm going to take so much pleasure in killing you." "Kill? Since when do you kill?" I snap, glaring up at him.

Yelled our father using is alpha command. Matthew the Commander of our army just returned from what was supposed to be a milk run. Telling us he had a run in with the heathen we lost one of our men and our cousin Dj is in critical condition because the heathen infected him with its venom. Matt was fed from as well but for some reason wasnt injected with the venom. On top of that he failed to bring us the human rebel that wears the heathens mark which could lean us to the heathen. "So let me guess this straight. You went to fetch the human rebel that could be our only lead to get the heathen. Then the heathen showed up to get his girl and free the other humans" said my brother in anger.

I need to remember why I am here . Christian showed me around and I met some people . Let’s be honest I don’t really like humans , so I won’t say that smiling and hugging work well with me . I just want to get out of here . “Raven , What are your qualifications ?” Irela , assistant manager of which team again? I forgot . Well fuck that . This bitch is getting on my nerves . I don’t usually judge people badly but this woman right here is despicable . The moment I stepped in , she was eyeing me weirdly . Making cringy faces like I wouldn't notice . I hate people like this from the depth of my heart .

“That will kill you.” He looks at me — really looks — and for a moment I see peace in his expression. “Maybe it’s time something ended.” “Axel, please—” But before I can reach him, the ground trembles. The sky splits open. And from the center of the ruins, a voice rises — cold, mechanical, familiar. > “Reboot complete.” I grab his arm, the wind tearing around us. “What’s happening?” He stares into the light ahead. “The world just remembered us.”