Rebel Skies Novels & Stories

It was our only hope of survival. "Three! Two! One! Jump!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Then, I didn't hesitate while leading Serena to jump out the door. A deafening explosion rang behind us almost as soon as I charged out the door. The overwhelming impact sent me rolling on the ground. It felt like my eardrums had been shattered. All I could see was the color white and nothing else. I also couldn't hear anything save for the endless ringing after the explosion. "Winifred! Winifred, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

“Why do you even want my help so bad?” He tilted his head. “You mean… other than the fact that you’re the best?” I gave him a look. “Yes.” For once, Ryder didn’t answer right away. His gaze dropped to the table, and his voice was quieter when he finally spoke. “I need to clear my reputation.” I blinked. That wasn’t the answer I expected. “Your reputation?” “Yeah. I messed up last year.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “One shot, Lila. I have one shot to fix it, and I intend to take it.”

"I can change back! I can fix it." I offered a slow shake of my head. "Not every broken thing in this world can be repaired." My cab pulled up to the curb, and I reached out to pull the door open, sliding into the back seat. Tristan stood frozen outside the vehicle, suddenly reaching through the open window to thrust the premium designer shopping bag toward me. "It's raining." I cast a brief glance out the window. The sky had indeed turned incredibly dark and overcast, but the first drops of rain hadn't even begun to fall yet.

REBORNED Episode five Nona POV: The moment dove was brought into the room; she was almost pale, unconscious. I feared something might have happened to her. The fear wasn’t the kind of fear when you see something you don’t like but it was like the feeling of losing something so dear to you.

And to my editor and trusted friend, Chibuzor Victor Obih, for encouraging me with kind words even when the storm was too large for me to calm. The whole sky was the colour of her skin. Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor and park.

"I've been trying to get a hold of her mind link, to tell her that we've got Bruno. She's still probably there, thinking..." A loud, familiar scream reverberated from one of the caves surrounding us. It got the attention of every single wolf around us, as we all froze. It was coming from one of the mountains. "Abigail!" I exclaimed, fixing my gaze up there. Suddenly, the lifeless body of a male rogue came falling down from the entrance of the cave, down the mountain, till it finally hit the ground. I tuned in my sense of hearing to the cave, hearing noises of what seemed to be a struggle. Athena looked curiously at me, her eyes returning back to its natural state.

Jacque Rhodes, the best dad I have ever seen in a very long time, had fallen to the floor, his life slipping before the crowd that would never understand why. Rebel was so shocked and bewildered, broken even, but I did what I had to do to survive, to get my freedom; Killian had ordered the murder of his own father as he assumed command of the organisation. He should be the guilty one and the bad one – not me. I was obeying a command as a soldier, but I could not stay; I had to go. I shoved the rifle into the bag, its cold metal against the fabric like it did not belong there like it was something that had no place in my life any longer. I ran my hands over my face, trying to calm down, but p

Because this — the judgment, the labels — was exactly what she’d promised herself wouldn’t get to her. Focus, Brooks. Ignore the rebel with a death wish. --- Axel’s POV Axel Knight hated mornings, rules, and umbrellas — in that order. Rain or not, he liked feeling the wind slap against his face when he rode. It made him feel alive — something he still needed practice at.

Cerise thinks, Desperate to see her only star among the red, dark sky. The morning comes, and the sky remains blood-colored. Joy-I weeps like a child, far from the mature image she always puts on. Yzander and the doctor stood at the corner, as suspicious as ever. Halo and Nicholas struggle to keep sleeping, as the murmurs and crying stop them from doing so.

All day matty has been torturing me even hook me up to an iv with the wolfsbane and ravine mixture he likes to call the hybrid mix because he can't think of anything better I guess. Matty has been torturing me every hour to keep me from healing. My body was covered in bruises, cut and burns, I was wearing nothing but a black bloody sports bra and black bootie shorts with a black collar that has heathen wrote on it. True to his word the king was doing anything and everything to insure that everyone saw a weak defeated rebel. Little did the stupid king know that I still had alot of fight left and I'm as stubborn as hell.