Rebel Novels & Stories

Lucas has brought out some more confidence in Joey since he became his dom though so Joey is slowly making more friends at the club. I'm currently on my way to Club Sin now, I need it after my run in with Cole. A good sub to fuck for the night is exactly what I need to get out my frustration with this boy, I wonder if Will is here or not? Will is a sub I play with quite a lot because he is the definition of a perfect sub, he follows all the rules and almost never needs to be punished. I'd never have him as my permanent sub though because he's too perfect. I like a boy with some fire who I can train myself.

I had to be smarter, stronger, and more resourceful than ever before. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to drift off, thinking about each of the people who had hurt me. Diana, with her hurtful tongue and cruel games. Mr. Hunter, who turned a blind eye to the torment we went through. Tommy and Jake, Dylan’s lackeys who followed his orders without question. And Dylan himself, the ringmaster of my misery. They were all going to pay, and I would make sure to achieve my revenge at any cost.

" Watch it Omega. I am not someone you can mess with. I offered you an alliance. I offered you the opportunity to work with me. I gave you a safe haven in hell but no, you didn't want to listen or work with me because your ego won't let you.” She took a bold step towards me,her eyes gradually becoming red rimmed. My shoulders squared. “I would never partner with you. That's the last thing I am going to do. I prefer spending my lifetime as Luca's puppet than trusting and becoming allies with you just so I can escape." I replied my voice dripping with mockery. Sasha scoffed, her gaze firing imaginary bullets to my face. “ I gave you a chance and you sabotaged it. I doubt if you would ever get

Cecile and Love Rein joined in, beating her mercilessly. “Even if you kill me, nothing will change, Glenda!” Roxanne shouted, her voice raw. “Daddy didn’t leave you an inheritance because you were a rebellious child! I won’t tell you anything! Even if you change the company’s name, it still won’t belong to you! Gutierrez Industries is mine!” “Shut up!” Love Rein shrieked. The video was a bit dark, so I turned up the brightness. Love Rein was holding a bottle.

she asked. “It was.” I said with a wistful smile. But then I refocused on the matter at hand. “So, the rebels. How do you think the men will react to me joining? Do you think they will accept me into your group?” The redhead gave me a sidelong glance, her lips curling into a confident smirk. “If anyone has a problem with it, they can take it up with me. If they dare.” she said. I couldn’t help but smile at her boldness. There was a strength in her, a fire that reminded me of the women back home who fought for their families and their people.

It took less than a day for the scandalous video of Pembroke Group's CEO and his housekeeper to go viral. "Whoa, isn't that housekeeper the influencer who claimed she could reverse aging in 30 days?" "Oh, please. That middle-aged woman was just a scammer. Didn't you watch her later livestreams? It was fucking disgusting!" "Mr. Pembroke has quite the appetite." Due to the cheating scandal, Pembroke Group's stock price continued to drop. I seized the opportunity to buy in. Marcus stormed into my office and hurled the photos I had sent him onto my desk.

Mick asks, talking to the Rebel, his eyes scanning the space for his brother. “Yeah. Just relax.” Rebel shifts Teagan gently over to his left, freeing up the other side of his body where Mick is standing. Teagan puts her hand on Rebel’s arm. “You’re not going to fight in here, are you?” He shakes his head. I can see why Teagan is so gah-gah over him. He really does look like her long-time crush, Dolph Lundgren, and he’s totally taken control of the situation without even doing anything yet.

Beside him are two others rebels, all three of them armed with an assault rifles. "Hello, Tristan," the guy with yellow hair starts. "We need to talk with you about something." "Me first," I say, getting up and wiping the bit of sweat from my eyes. "How about you tell me where I am, why I'm here, and where the fuck Rebecca is?" "Don't worry about Rebecca," the guy answers, "She's fine. My men found her before they find you, and quickly took her to our infirmary. She's alive. As for your other questions, my name is Martin, and I am the leader of the Rebel."

I grab my gun from the back of my jeans and smirk at them both. “My name is Rebel. But you already know that.” I say as they both stand and stagger before they fall back down. “You bitch, we will kill you.” Paddy slurs and I chuckle as the door opens and in walk my girls. Their disguises gone as they wipe their blood-stained hands.

Naming felt less like drowning. ‎His lip twitched, almost like a smile, but tighter. “My people. A couple of guys from outside the club I trust. Guy called Taye, he’s owed me a favor since I once bailed him out of a mess with a dealer. He’s clean. No loyalties to Marcus. He’ll help.” ‎ ‎“How many?” ‎ ‎“Enough,” he said. “Not too many. We’re not trying to start a war.” ‎