Novel & Cerita Rebel Song

Rebel didn’t know which hole he should hold to stop the bleeding, his blood flowed out like a river, and slowly, he felt the entire world fall weak. But he was stubborn enough to give up and cursed, “David Xiver, you’re a demon, so what…what you don’t….even care about her? She is not your own, but your sisters and your bros; what about them?” So rebel used his last straw to save his master. Even though he knew death was near, he didn’t care about anything; he just wanted to give his master a chance to live. “Do you think I gave you a chance to blackmail?” David didn’t answer him and looked at Alex and Kevin. “Let’s go.”

Chapter Seventeen Nina “This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on Starting right now I'll be strong I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me!” My voice echoed as I hummed the uplifting lyrics of the song title “Fight Song” by Rachel Platten while I mopped the sticky floor of the dungeon using both my normal and wounded hands.

"When history comes knocking at your door again and justice lies dead in the blood of the innocents. When those who claimed to be the strongest fail and the helpless look around ,struggling in vain. Is when she rises from the dead. Spreading the light of heaven in this world that has turned to hell. Making them know indeed who is the real. "Rebel" ..................................................... The sun was going to set in the horizon bringing in the darkness. Which was going to envelope this world into a lifelong of servitude and injustice.

**** Note: Song*- Homesick by Dua Lipa

I owe them that much for all they did for me, when I nearly lost myself. Her face floods my vision, as if she’s standing right before me. Sobs ripping from my chest. I miss her more than I will ever admit. My one chance at happiness and a family, stolen because some demon went on a rampage at a concert, killing over forty people and sucking each and every one of their souls from their bodies. Soraya, my mate, had been there with several other pack members, just ready for a good night. Like I said, we do our best to blend in with society. We gravitate towards the same things other creatures and humans do. In that way, we’re no different.

RAVEN'S POV Voice of screeching metal rode feels like music to my ears . The silence of abandoned sites . Filled with the screams of people who are gonna die . What else is more needed in life ? Slow and steady steps taken to reach the target helps to gain patience . But it doesn't seem like I have got some of it . "So are we playing hide and seek now ?" I said with sarcasm and a little husky laugh . Reaching in the room I stopped . Glancing under the table I laughed.

She had heard about the rebels, and she knew that they were skilled fighters who sought to overthrow the oppressive monarchy and establish a new, more just society. If anyone could help her, it was them. "I need your help," Karen said, stepping towards the rebels. "I need to get out of here and find a way to fight back." The rebel leader smiled. "You've come to the right place, little wolf. We'll help you. But first, you need to prove yourself. You need to show us that you're willing to fight for what you believe in." Karen nodded, feeling a sense of determination fill her. She would do whatever it takes to win her freedom and shape her destiny.

Rebel and Siddharth were best friends, they had the same teacher who was Rebel's grandfather, however during their training years it was Siddharth who would always beat Rebel in the game, creating a high opinion and position for himself in his grandfather's heart As a result Siddharth rose to fame quicker and was more feared, however Rebel fell out with his grandfather for having favoured Siddharth more and he left the country to join the other world. That was why he harboured concealed feelings to snatch away everything that Siddharth had

I say to them and Rebel just nods her head at what I’m saying. “Ok, you leave and you stay in touch with me. I will be heading out with the Mother’s Revenge to find the underground auctions and to find her. The problem we have is she may not even be in the country. I have called in the help of other clubs around the world and the DeAngelis’s will do the same. Go, Melody will be looked after here. No harm will come to her.” Rebel says, and I stand up and turn to walk to the door. “Oh and Outlaw, I want Felicity and the president of the Sons Of Hades alive. I have big plans for them. So don’t disappoint me.” Rebel says, and I smirk at her.

It's refreshing that Rebel doesn't care. She is perfect in every single way. "This is nice," Rebel mumbles and tucks her icicle feet between my legs before closing her eyes. She backs against me, rubbing my hard-on with her cute little butt. "You're so warm." I breathe a laugh behind her. "You're just cold," I stroke her hat, intent on ignoring the fact that I'm semi-erect again. "I would never ditch you for being bald. You know that, right?" Rebel is silent for a while, then speaks in a soft tone. "I want to keep it on for my sake... If you stroke my bald head, then I... I don't know... I just feel so vulnerable when people do it..."