Rebel Name Novels & Stories

"Good boy. Now you're going to meet my friends and I'd like it if you got along so please make an effort." "I will, I promise!" "So, the tall scary guy is Marcus, the ginger guy is Thomas, and the guy with tattoos is Lucas. Lucas has a permanent sub, he's called Joey. He's the only short person there so you'll know who he is." "So scary is Marcus, ginger is Thomas, tattoos is Lucas and short is Joey?" "Yes, you have to be respectful to Marcus, Lucas, and Thomas because they are dominants but you can be more relaxed around Joey. Marcus is especially strict and will want you to be perfect," Nathan tells me seriously and I nod.

The words dissolve into silence. And then my phone vibrates in my pocket. A message. No number. No name. Just three words: > “Run. They’re coming.” My pulse spikes. The message is signed — A.R. Axel Reed. He’s alive. And I have no idea whether that’s a blessing… or a warning.

Rebelliad is a very unique city, and it might be the safest and most dangerous route that one could take to cross the north king mountain to enter the territory of the northern lands. Rebelliad is the safest route because there is an official road from the city to the northern lands that was built by the past lords to facilitate their communication and business between the Fressia Kingdom, but it is also the most dangerous route due to the fact that no ordinary individual can enter and exit the city freely without being targeted by a lot of ill-intentioned forces.

"Yes, I want to put my entire focus into one... and I want a boy because I couldn't possibly handle a mini version of myself. I've been a problem child from the start. Way too rebellious." "Well, your mom named you 'Rebel,' so it was like she was asking for trouble, honestly." She laughs at that, it's faint and weak, but it's a laugh. "Truer words have never been spoken." I rub my nose against her smaller one. "Mhm..." She meets my eyes and looks nervous. "So about what I just said... did I freak you out by mentioning it?"

"The Rebel Army? " "Listen, Eva, there' s a secret I' ve never told anyone. The Rebel Army is a rogue army formed to fight against the rule of Lycan King. They lurk in the Rosebud Pack disguised as ordinary residents. And Daniel is the leader of the Rebel Army. My guess is that Daniel gave the order for the the Rebel Army to kill you in secret. " "My Goddness, so does Lycan King know about this? "

due to the fact that Aden had no intention of offending him. For a split second, Aden responded, "I didn't lose my memory!" Who exactly is he going to try to explain this to when he doesn't even understand what's going on right now? It worked out wonderfully for me to be labelled as a crazy person. In point of fact, Rose wasn't entirely certain that he hadn't lost his mind. Ash is the alias of David Smith. 24 years of age today. When he was seven years old, he launched his professional career, which lasted for 17 years.

Now he knew who I really was. "Ruel,"

Venera concluded. The prince was staring in awe at the two rebels in front of him. They had a whole hierarchy of operations. The 10 weren't just ten teenagers rebelling for the sake of it. They were organized and deliberate with what they did. This was so much more than Felix had given them credit for.

I want to go there and learn to how to fight. I don’t know where Gladys is, I think I might have lost her but since I met her out of the danger range, she should be fine… I saw Ox carts passing through the borders as I was mindlessly walking and ran towards it. It seems the villagers are leaving the village. I managed to board one of the carts so that I might go to my destination aka The Death Hub… This time, I’m coming back to the city as Deirdre… I don’t need anyone to correct my name. I no longer have the identity crisis of who is Dove and Deirdre … I’m now Deirdre.

Whenever they come face to face, nothing good happens to them. “Miss Eline, it’s not your place to worry about our master’s matter, but if you want to say something, wait until the master comes back.” With one word, he shut doctor Eline. She fisted her hand and looked straight. This time, other people finally sighed in relief. At least someone has a grip on Eline; otherwise, she would have ripped this damn Rebel’s head with her surgical knife. “Mr. Rebel, your name is quite a description of your character. Why? Did your father or mother anticipate that you’re born to be a shameless kidnapper that they named you Rebel?”