Rebel Eight Novels & Stories

My husband, Benji Morrison, is a system guide from another world. His mission is to get me pregnant so that I can give birth to his successor. However, although I've already gotten pregnant seven times, I suffer a miscarriage each and every time. "Your uterus has been severely damaged due to the amount of times you've suffered a miscarriage," the doctor explains. I'm racked with guilt. I resign from my job and stay at home to focus on getting pregnant again. When I get pregnant for the eighth time, a comment appears before my eyes just as I'm about to share the good news with Benji. "She's so pitiful. She's nothing but a tool that the male lead is using to get together with his first l

"Remember that secret tunnel in your study that led to the shed? That's why nobody saw me. By then I thought I'd finally have you for myself after a few months of mourning, but no. You decided nobody else was enough. You told me that you'd never love again when I confessed to you how long I've loved you, Boo. And then you meet this little bitch and fall in love in a week? The fuck is wrong with me, huh? Why doesn’t anyone love me?" Matteo hugged Corine and let her cry on his shoulders. I could not believe what I heard. My chest heaved up and down and my tears fell. Why are all these people so fucked up and why did I have to be part of this. My fucked up rebound men and their psycho stalker.

With a ray of black light, they flew out of the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell and severely injured the dozens of powerhouses in the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Eighth Tribulation outside. Upon seeing that, James became anxious. “Are you crazy?” “I’m not.” Rebella smiled and said, “I will injure these living beings for you to absorb their Genesis Powers. You just need to focus on improving your cultivation.” After that, she broke out of the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell and rushed toward the countless powerhouses in the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Eighth Tribulation in the outside world. Wherever she passed, countless living beings in the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Eighth Tribulation would fall to the ground, severely i

“You do not understand. She is my heart outside my body. The world can burn, treaties can crumble, peace can die—I care only for her.” A soft green shimmer flickered across his chest—the soul thread straining across distance. Her sadness. Her fear. He felt it. Lived it. Breathed it. And his rage became unstoppable. “I’m coming, little star,” he vowed. “I’m coming. And the wolves who hid you—who lied about you—will wish they had never drawn breath.” Rebel — Age 10 (Working in the pack kitchens) Rebel moved silently through the kitchen, carrying a heavy pot twice the size of her head. Her arms shook, but she refused to cry. Crying made things worse.

she said, her voice shaking with fear. "We can't let them scare us off." The rebel nodded his head in agreement. "We won't let them scare us off," he said. "But we have to be smart. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

“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.”

RAVEN “What’s up , beautiful?” Christian cheered with a wide grin on his smug face . “Nothing much .” I replied . “Something wrong?” He asked with concern. “No .. it’s just him.” I pointed to Aiden’s office . He was still buried in his files and computer . “What about him?” Christian asked , sipping his coffee. “He looks really exhausted but won’t take a break .” I said , sighing . “Hmm. Actually , there is this problem with the new project we have with Artfree corp.” He said , looking at me .

"You're going to take me home? You'd choose that girl over me?" "Yes. I will choose her over you." I smiled secretly at Miguel's words. I didn't expect his direct answer. But I feel sorry for Love Rein. I felt the harshness of Miguel's words. "Good luck with your relationship. Don't ever come near me if the day comes when everyone finds out about your relationship, Miguel." Love Rein smiled before turning her back on us. "Love Rein!" he uttered. But she didn't look at him. She slammed the door shut.

“I know you’re just trying to help and that you're looking for a solution. There is no easy answer to this problem. Please set up a meeting with Sheriff Lloyd, and I’ll explain the situation to him.” My other three children are Sheriffs of the biggest areas in the North, South, and West respectively. The youngest of those three, Hagar, is three hundred years older than Sebastian who is just over a hundred years old. I didn’t want another child after Hagar, but Sebastian just kind of happened. “Are you all right?” he asks. “Yes,” I answer. “You can go. Check in on that priest for me, will you?” “I already did. He’s fine. He says he forgives you, it’s his-”

With my trembling hands, I decided to turn the knob and grip my phone tightly. I spotted Rebel leaning against his red Lexus car. He hovers his gaze on me before opening the passenger door. I bit my lower lip and leaned my head on the window shield. Rebel started the engine but I’m still lost in my own thoughts. “Care to share what’s running in that pretty little head of yours, Rue?” he glances at me while maneuvering the steering wheel. I shake my head. “Nothing.” “Yeah and pigs can fly,” he rolled his eyes.