Rebel Droid Novels & Stories

While the investors signed, Herminia Greco watched everything from her studio through the closed circuit, a small smile appearing on her lips. "Satisfied, ma'am?" asked her assistant. "My grandson is finally reacting, even though the price was high." "Do you think he will find Mrs. Gia?" "No, and it's better this way. At least for now." Herminia sighed. In Austin, Dorian finished assembling the crib, it had taken him weeks, working every free moment he had, it was in oak wood. "It's beautiful, perfect." Gia whispered, running her hand along the bars. "The mobile is still missing, I'm carving little wooden animals." Dorian pointed up.

I almost grimaced when Kine introduced me, but I kept quiet and played along. "Hello," I said to the glum-faced Drakkonian who was sitting in front of me and was giving me a suspicious look. In comparison to the other Drakkonians present, he had highly distinctive features. Except for the monarch, all the Drakkonians had orange eyes; his eyes were dark red. His left shoulder had more of his spiky scales. "Rednor here; this is Ruel. The second in command to the King," Rednor cocked his head away as he said, "Ruel." Pleasant to meet you, The manner in which he had said that seemed strange.

I joked, trying to ease my tension. The scene I chose was darker and more intense than the previous one. Deliberately so, I wanted to show Penelope the depth of how I trained and the level of violence I was capable of handling. It also included at-will response, the newest tech that allowed the holograms to respond to my movements. I began to shadowbox, moving fluidly around the room as new holographic threats emerged. My movements were precise and fast, a dance of dodges and weaves as I navigated between the virtual adversaries.

“How long ago?” “Two – three –” Rebel gave a hacking cough, spat blood. “Hours –” “OK, man, don’t talk.” Drake reached for his cell phone. “I’m gonna call for some help… you’ll be fine.” “No.” Rebel’s voice was suddenly very strong, very clear. He was fully there and present with them, and more than anything, that told them that it was all over. “Look at me.”

“Not until I have this place safe. You’re safest in your room with Mara and Elvie right now. You need to eat this not me.” Reu said nothing, just stood with his head downwards, trying to make himself invisible. The room was too small to make a third wheel disappear. Even so, I wasn’t going to accept this lying down. “It hasn’t even been twelve hours since I woke up and you’re getting rid of me? What happened to everything you said?” His face snapped to attention, his brown eyes burning daggers into me with frustration. “A full scale rebellion happened, that's what! Machine-guns still ringing in my ears! I cannot look after you in this state-”

Dante POV. Rebel was released a week after she woke up. She has been resting at home, much to her disappointment. Our family room has now become base for operation. Find the bitch Sara and kill her slowly! Rebel has such a way with words. I am working alongside my family to track and find her hopefully before Rebel is at full strength, but so far it is like Sara has just vanished into thin air. Even the tech genius Candy hasn’t been able to track her. So that tells us that someone powerful is in play keeping her hidden, but who?

He shoved off the tree he was leaning against and made his way over to the campfire. “What other choice do we have?” “Anything that doesn’t involve getting fucked by the likes of that crazy bastard,” Rebel growled. He moved to follow after Bee, who carried his saddlebag and its contents. She wasn’t foolish. He was brushing her aside. Lily knew Solomon’s reputation and knew it well. The rebel wolf was bloodthirsty, brutal, and he answered to no one. Not even Rebel. He was as close to a villainous rival as Rebel would likely ever get.

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.

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

REBORNED EPISODE Nine Deirdre POV Splash! I splashed some water on the so called crypto and he gasped. He slowly raised his head up and struggled against the ropes that are around him while sitting on a chair. He squint his eyes at the tiny bulb hanging above his head. “Somebody, help! Is someone here?! Where are I?!” He finally had the strength to open his mouth after trembling like someone being drenched at the club. He is probably like that because a gun wasn’t placed against his thigh.