Rebel 8 Misfits Novels & Stories

he asked with a warm smile, seeing that she was hesitant to reply "I.. I would like you to play my elder brother.. or.. or be my step father or even uncle would do," Rebel's brows shot up instantly 'How twisted is this woman?,' he thought to himself "Oh.. ha ha ha.. you like old men!.. you.. like incest, Ha ha ha how naughty you are, naughty Miss Mita, ha ha ha," He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger "By the way.. what do you think about group b*ngs?,"

“We Brits should’ve done in all you bloody Highlanders when we ’ad the chance.” Murtagh growled. “Ye daft—” “Would you two idiots swear like some fucking American cowboys for once? Christ,” Rebel swore. He had their attention again now. Solomon’s finger was already on the trigger, as was Rebel’s. Rebel’s grip tightened in threat. “Last chance,” he warned. “Your ol’ antidote will die with me, Rebely.” At the moment, Rebel couldn’t bring himself to care. He’d originally intended to do this without Solomon, so why the hell did it matter? He’d protect Lily for as long as it took and find another way. He’d made a mistake coming here.

THE REBEL" ..................................................... The End ......................................................

I'm so glad you're still alive. Anyway, I won't tell you where I'm running away to. Might be far, might be near, but who knows? I hear everything too, so tell Janet and Isabelle I'm glad they've found happiness in each other. Aiden and Rheanne too. I'm sorry, but I can't stay. I can't let you see me like this. The pathetic guy who couldn't win a street fight and don't have the money to go to an art school. Heck, I tried to kill myself and even that failed. Please don't look for me. I won't promise to come back. I don't know what I want to do yet. But when I do, trust that I'll come back more successful than ever. But please, don't hold yourself back for me.

“The slums, Alpha, the poor part of town. The rejects, those who refused to give up their mates for the Alpha to do what he wants with them, or those who choose to not find their mates for fear of what he will do to them. My real people. My real family.” “How many others are sick? Sebastian mentioned there are more and more daily?” I shrug. “I’m sure there are many more than what we know about. Most are stubborn and live with it, push through it daily.” “And you became a rebel. To what? Bring Alpha Alden down, free the missing mates?”

“I’m glad you’re doing this with me. I’d be more scared if you weren’t.” “More scared?” Rain echoed. “You mean, you’re scared now?” “I’m terrified,” Mist admitted. “But I know it’s something we have to do.” Rain drew in a deep breath and nodded before returning her gaze to the ceiling. She wasn’t sure it was something she had to do, but it seemed like it was too late to back out now. She was already a part of it, and if the Mothers were to find out she was the one who’d passed on the information to signal the rebellion, she’d be dead if she stayed behind. She closed her eyes, doing her best to picture Adam’s face, and tried to rest. She had a long road ahead of her, and today’s mission was j

“How bad is it?” Tegan is laughing too hard to answer me. She snorts like a pig, and unfortunately she’s sitting too far back for me to slap now. Rebel comes into view from behind a curtain. “She okay?” he asks her. “I’m fine, other than the fact that I almost died of a gunshot wound to the chest. I’m suing, you know. You can count on that.” Rebel has the nerve to laugh. Two chuckles and he’s gone behind the curtain again.

The religion of the stone is to strike. An uninhabited room; there is no one in it but Isabella. Suddenly, she remembered that day. Before she lost consciousness, his heart and soul dried up to remember Nicholas's last words. Is she a prisoner of Nicholas? An ungrateful, deceitful man who is the root of Madame's going mad, Bellatrix's dying condition, and Valeria's death; she hates him. Killing humans is a sin. Bellatrix has never killed an animal in her life. But she vows to kill Nicholas, no matter how sinful it is. Bellatrix repeatedly asks fate-why is her innocent life drowning in the folly of sin?

“I was…” He swallowed thickly. “I was betrayed,” the betrayal was still in his voice, raw and visceral. “I was betrayed, poisoned, weakened, and imprisoned. I was sent to the human’s lands, and there magical cuffs were put upon me,” he looked at his wrists as if still seeing those bindings. “Bindings created by a witch, who they continued to torment, seeming determined to torture unto death. I broke free, and took her with me, making her my second child, Meguitte,” his eyes flared red with his rebellion against the humans who had tried and failed to break him, the tension of his confession breaking. “I have always adopted rebels,” Talen’s smile was all teeth. Heath’s lips curled. “I’d believ

The fight club's raw atmosphere embraced the part of me I kept hidden from the rest of the world. Approaching the desk, I saw Fabin, the ringmaster of this world, flanked by scantily clad girls. His eyes flicked up to mine, recognizing the look on my face. "What's the plan tonight, Hawk?" he asked with a smirk. I leaned in. "I'm going all in," I declared, the words filled with a reckless determination that felt more genuine than anything I expressed in daylight. Fabin's smile widened, and he scribbled my name down for several fights. Here, I was not Wyatt Lane, the affluent CEO. I was Hawk, a man who thrived in the chaos and violence of the fight club. A place where I felt a disturbing comfo