Rebel Knights Mc Novels & Stories

Steele asked "And how did we get so lucky?" Hunter asked "So, what's the name of your MC?" Raine asked. "Veterans MC." Jax replied. "Are you outlaws?" Kim asked. "No. Our businesses are all legit. We do not do guns or drugs. All our members are from one branch of the armed forces." Jax explained. "Good to know." Raine replied. "Just because we are bikers, doesn't mean we're delinquents. It doesn't automatically mean we break the law." Jax explained.

Still pinning Raven's wrists on the door, Knight trailed his other hand up and down Raven's back before rubbing on the back of Raven's neck as Raven ground himself into Knight's knee softly with a satisfied moan. "Greedy little wolf," Knight chuckled, his hand trailed down all the way until he reached Raven's rare end, "It's gonna be a problem with your rebel when you join my pack." "Sounds like that's YOUR problem." Raven curved his lips as reached Knight's cock and caressed over its tip teasingly. "Then I better get on with it." Knight backed away his knee and Raven landed on the floor, "Lesson one, little rebel, I always make true of my words."

She clenched her hand into a fist and glanced at Lucas, who was standing meters away from them. "I’ve missed almost half of your life here, Knight. Care to explain what your plans are? " He smirked and stood up. He went in front of his table, facing her. Suit and tie for the entire body.Ulva couldn’t believe that the rugged and strong Alpha of the pack would turn out like this. "Meshka, my brother, wants to start a rebellion. Grendel would soon fail to hold it against my pack. You left your responsibility right there. How many lives would you want to waste, Knight? "

“They said they’d teach her how to throw knives. I said no. They said they’d teach her how to hit wolves with rocks. I also said no.” Ronan snorted. Sophie, sitting beside Xavier, nearly choked on her drink, laughing. Alpha Merek arrived with Samuel and Abel, the three of them immediately shifting the conversation. Abel leaned over the table. “Rebel movements near the eastern cliffs. The Crimson Rogue is gaining notoriety.” Xavier’s expression hardened. “Do we know who she is?” Abel shrugged. “Whoever she is, she’s spilling blood and getting attention.” “Not good attention,” Samuel muttered.

“Don’t wait up for me tonight. It’ll be very late.” On my way out of the house, I called Damien again. “Everything set up?” “Yes, everyone’s on their way.” “Have our watchers said anything about movement in the clubhouse?” “They seem to have a meeting. All the bikes are in front of the club.” Now that Rico had destroyed an entire chapter in cold blood, the retribution of the MC was only a matter of time. They were volatile, bound by fewer rules than us. It was part of my life I didn’t want Sofia, Stefan, or Valentina to be part of. I’d do my best to protect them from it.

Getting into the family, into my enemy's abode, with her flashing those crooked smiles, pretending to be warm and kind to me, ruined my plans. I became helpless. Incapacitated from taking revenge on my supposed stepsister. The only option was to withdraw from them, from the so-called family. I found interest in things the law forbids, and took my chances on them. That's how the Iron Claws MC was born, with a group of rebels like me. Our goals are clear: to protect the poor. The opportunity to take over the pack security presented itself when that she-devil, Veil, stole the pack's moonstone, making the pack prone to external attacks.

Murderers, and those lips invite me to devour them again. "Just illusions!!" I replied sarcastically, he met me with a confident smile, raising one eyebrow, muttering roughly, "We'll see." His horse rebelled like his companion to climb violently, raising his front legs, so I had to surround his waist with my arms to cling to him. After I glance back to find dust filling the air, the guards of the Red Moon Pack kingdom follow their leader, and if I don't balance on the horse's back, I'll be shredded under the hooves of their horses.

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."