Rebel Bloom Novels & Stories

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

The smile of the crescent moon addressed human civilization who lives in misery on the surface of the earth. Damien, in a black robe that covered his entire body, and of course a sword in his left hand was standing on top of the old building, with eight of his men wearing the same clothes he was wearing. Even though the extremely cold night wind kept trying to caress his skin, it didn't make Damien falter in the slightest. Maybe because he is a vampire who can't feel hot or cold. He stood at the very front, while behind him were eight members of the rebel army he formed to overthrow the current vampire kingdom. One of the eight people is Alexis, the girl who this morning accompanied Michelle

Bloom turned around to face them with a shy demeanor. “I know what you must be thinking…and I’m sorry I failed you. But the pay is pretty good, it’s much better than all the jobs I’ve worked ever paid- She was forced to shut up when a hand dived into her hair and ruffled it. Stefano was beaming at her while Benjamin was laid back with a smile. Bloom’s eyes were saucers at his action and she teared up instantly. It was the first time she fought for herself and not runaway like she was accustomed to.

"I'll give you the Karmic Bloomfire, but you'd better remember your place. If you cross the line, I'll use the parent beetle to make your life a living hell." "Yeah, yeah, quit yapping," Gideon urged him on. Yohan's body shuddered, and instantly, a red flame burst from his core. The temperature in the Celestial Sanctum shot up dramatically. "Damn, that's a vivid flame! It's burning!" Gideon couldn't hide his joy. Yohan said, "The Karmic Bloomfire can burn away karmic baggage. It keeps its host clear-headed at all times and prevents them from going off the rails while cultivating."

The whole town had been destroyed by the betrayal, resulting in so much fighting that this delicate fourteen-year-old girl was the only survivor left from the little village on the mountain. The young girl sits hunched over her small wooden desk, devoid of all materials but those she brought with her, as she works with nothing but candle flame to drive away the darkness in the small, dank cabin that smelled of dirt and drying blood. This is where the girl made her name as the messenger of the Covenant.

No one gets to touch her except him. And if anyone dares to hurt her, then he is as good as gone. Sujoy did not think that this day would be his last day in this world. 'Why did I touch her?' he regretted his actions. "Please forgive me your highness. Please forgive me" he begged Blaze. But Blaze is beyond listening to anyone. He got his name from the power he received. He would literally produce fire or Blaze when some one made him this angry. But he never was this angry and his power never took over like this.

RAVEN Quickly backing off , I stared at him in disbelief . What does he mean by that? Calling me by that name and then kissing me ? “Mam , are you alright in there?” The voice of the sales lady outside the dressing room caught our attention . I never even blinked before hurting someone and now I’m shaking . I think the situation is going to get worse and worse . This is really not right . I need to make him remember that I am not her . For real I am not her . That little girl who used to be so kind and generous had died inside me a long time ago . I can’t just turn it all back . It has already happened and his father killed that girl .

“Yeah. Like I said, I cannot do anything until I recover my strength. Those things cannot be eliminated easily. There is a special method which I cannot tell you what kind right now. But I will explain and show it to you when I recover.” Evie needed her divine inheritance to create a special flame that could cleanse the host of the parasitic elemental without killing him. If she tried to explain it to the boys, it would sound so unbelievable. Even if they trusted and followed her, she did not want to confuse them, and so she had to show them.

I would have never pictured myself friends with Bloom. Are we even friends? I think we are—or maybe she's just tolerating me because she has to tutor me. I don't know but I don't mind her—which is surprising because a lot of people annoy me. Bloom—she's just pure and wholesome and—I don't know. She just makes me want to keep her safe—or some ridiculous sappy shit like that. What does piss me off though—is that jackass Evan she's dating. How the hell does someone as kind and pure as Jasmine date a piece of shit like Evan.

Gwen replied and Cruella bounced her head. “About what you said yesterday, I thought about it..” She started and Gwen looked at her with keen interest, waiting for her to conclude. “How do I do it?” “Do what?” Gwen asked with furrowed brows. “I want to get revenge for my parents. If it were because of Greenville I won't be bothered but like you said, my parents death can't be in vain. So how do I get revenge?” She asked and Gwen smiled. “By becoming the Tribrid.” She answered