Rebel Clones Novels & Stories

But he is not alone. A woman with long blonde hair and golden eyes stands beside him. In the distance, several Terrakai appear. Eisheth was certain she had wiped them out during the attack that day. She had even stripped Connor and Clarisse of that part of their being, absorbing their Terrakai nature so they would forget it forever. How did they bring them back? It’s impossible. This can’t be happening. Why have they all suddenly united against me?

They didn't speak to each other, they didn't call out target locations, and every single one of them had the exact same height, jawline, and broad shoulders. Noah felt his stomach drop into a cold, hollow pit. He raised his rifle scope, zooming in on the neck of the masked man fighting five feet away. Beneath the edge of the man’s black leather collar, standing out starkly against his pale skin, was a faint, blue tattooed mark: SUBJECT ZERO-THREE. Noah’s mind spun in total shock. They aren't mercenaries, Noah realized, his breath catching in his throat. They are another batch of clones... older than us, trained in secret, and working for someone else!

The initials 'JG' and 'SL' gave it away—Jeffrey had set up the fireworks just for Sophie. Just like clockwork, Sophie sent me a video bragging about it. [Listen up, Jeffrey made this show for me and me alone. So what if you were childhood friends? So what if you're pregnant? He doesn't love you. [I guess your wedding isn't such a big deal. In the end, it's me he loves.] Then, a message from someone with a black profile picture popped up on my screen. I smirked at their words. Tonight was going to be the last blast for those two.

“You said the rogue told you that Luna Rebel is the long-lost granddaughter of the Rising Moon pack. Where has she been all this time and when were Alpha Reid and Luna Adele made aware that she is alive?” “We only just found out yesterday and dropped everything to come here councilman.” Reid said first. “My father Harris Lawson, former beta of Ironclaw, kept me hidden away, Sir.” Rebel said quietly. "Why?” Elias questioned. Rebel looks over to me and I give her an encouraging look. She looks back over to Elias and begins, “That’s what I would like to know councilman. My mother Sydney died giving birth to me. My father told my mother’s family that we both died and he brought me to Ironclaw. I

Alive. Damien held him first, tears in his eyes, then placed him with me. Fourteen children. A family forged in fire and impossible love. But the battle raged on. Elena burst in. “Elara’s team has breached the inner reef! They’re coming for the newborns — especially the latest ones. Victor’s clone program is active. They have embryos ready for mass implantation.” Damien stood, gun in hand, looking at our fourteen children and me with unyielding resolve. “Evacuate to the deep subs. I hold the line.”

He even has the respect of people who don’t know him. Outside the walls of The Rebelution, he is unknown by the other packs because he doesn’t communicate with them. The only time when Clay is in action, is when Beast is in killing mode – and that’s usually on rescue missions where we rescue those trapped by Simoa. During the past five years, of the three thousand members of The Rebelution, about half of them were rescued from Simoa’s grasp. Clayton has really dedicated his life to The Rebelution and taking down his parents and Simoa. We’re all confident in that he’s doing all that he can. I know for a fact that we’re all itching to attack, but he won’t let us go into it prematurely, and so

Caleb's voice echoed "Yes, as my father used to describe," "Where is your father now?" "He died!" "As far as I know, there are no living survivor in the Thalon clan from the North," Alina was a little frightened, she knew that Caleb somehow knew her family. "But do you know who I am seeking?" Alina asked "I can bring you to see my father, and he will have your answer" Caleb said "Caleb's family is the direct descendant of Dahir, his father is the leader of our clan. We no longer use the titles as before since time has changed but he is still the leader by blood" Amelia said

“You can’t kill what you are, my dear. You’re the key. Genesis isn’t a project. It’s a code — one written into your DNA.” “What do you mean?” she demands. He gestures toward the consoles. “The flash drive you carry — it’s a failsafe. Insert it here, and you’ll awaken the rest. The others can live again.” Her expression falters. “The clones?” “Yes. A new world, born from you.” I move between them. “Don’t listen to him. It’s a trap.” Arden tilts his head. “You’re still pretending to be her savior, Axel? Even after you activated the sequence that made her what she is?”

Damien was a face that was very familiar to the royal side, but the woman next to him was someone no one in the kingdom had ever seen. And as soon as Damien and Ginny stepped into the main hall of the kingdom, the eyes of all those present were unstoppable. All eyes were on Damien and Ginny. "So the traitor has finally arrived," said Leonte Aur Vigoldi, one of the remaining nine noble class vampires, including Daniel. Leonte is a noble class vampire who has dominion in San Francisco. His ability is to make body clones. Even though it looked like a rather troublesome ability to deal with, but of course Damien would easily defeat him, no matter how many times Leonte cloned his body.

They were told that they only deserved to live in hell. This time, it was the woman's turn. But the woman's only regret was that she couldn't give birth to her baby… All the other clones, who had been working, stopped in their tracks. They approached the man and tried to protect the woman. The man sneered. "What, are you trying to rebel against me? "You lowly clones aren't even humans. Who do you think you are? If you dare to rebel again, I'll kill all of you!" The clones were angered.