Rebel Soul Novels & Stories

Leave it at first I concentrate on IKha's song. When I found you, I found everything. The prayers of the heart went beyond the sky, It was then that I got you, O' my SOUL... _______________________ I found my SOUL in you. My world doesn’t exist beyond your arms, keep me here only, O' my SOUL... _______________________ The sight that your eyes don’t like, I’ll not see that scenery again... If I find you, I’ll leave myself, in you somewhere there is my shore...

“WELL, WELL, WELL—I'M GOING TO BE CHOOSING THE BEST COUPLE FOR TONIGHT’S SHOW TO COME GIVE US SOME SMOOOOTH MOVES.” This. This is what life outside Michael’s world feels like. I feel like I’ve been in chains for years. Even though I’m not completely free yet, nothing compares to this sense of liberation. “I SEE THEM! EVERYONE, MAKE WAY FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL IN L.A, THE LADY IN THE SHINY RED DRESS AND HER MAN IN A BLACK SUIT!!!” I turned around in search of the couple, but immediately froze the moment the light dropped on us.

Rebel found it difficult to breath as he fought hard to control himself in the face of such assault, no matter how aloof and averse he was to women, this one here was different Her soft body, the mellow fragrance on her skin mixed with alcohol wafted to his nose, heating his senses uncontrollably as well “Hey, listen, woman, I’m warning you already, get off me now,” This woman is a bit too intoxicating and hot! He pulled her arms away from his body annoyingly, then pressed her down on the passenger seat so that she could lay and rest “You should sleep!, we’ll be home soon, then you can release your steam on Siddharth.. Okay!,” ‘Damn, amen’t I great!,’ Rebel was impressed with his own will po

For a long heartbeat, nothing moved. Then the courtyard shifted, tectonic, hearts and loyalties realigning—or refusing. Rhea slapped a fist to her chest, eyes fierce. “You want rogues held back and walls patched from the *outside,* storm-girl?” she called. “I’m there. We’ve been missing someone who knows which way the wind is blowing.” Rebel hesitated, tension written in every line of him. Then he nodded once, sharp. “I don’t like being told what to do by pups,” he said. “But I like losing wolves less. If you can keep more from walking into those cracks, I’ll hold the lines you point at.”

Because now it's impossible to be like that . My life has been changed a lot since then . I have become a professional assassin . Who would kill people . Just to earn money . That's what I have been doing for years and so . Now there is no point in turning back . I always come here so that I won't ever forget the mission I set for my own self , years ago . I need to take that bloody bastard down in order to take revenge for my father . And I will succeed one day .

Love is dead for me from now on and I promise no matter what,I will never stay. Even if it meant loosing my wolf, I will be free from here. I promise. The epitome of female empowerment will not face the fate she saved others from. She will be a Rebel , till the last day of her life. She will Rebel against her mate,she will Rebel against her father. She will Rebel against the entire world if she has to. But she will never open up her heart for anyone. Never again.

“I can’t focus. I can hear stuff I shouldn’t, and smell things-” “I know, I know,” I soothe her. “You have to learn how to tune those things out.” I put my hands on her shoulders. I have to fight against myself not to slide my fingers under her shirt. “You are newly reborn…you are a baby, everything is new and different. You have to forget everything you think you know.”

Three years ago, at a Sotheby's auction, Damon sent me to deal with a Russian who was becoming a problem. The man's name was Leo Volkov. When I pressed a gun to his back, he didn't flinch. He just laughed quietly and slipped this phone into my hand. He’d whispered, "A beautiful bird in a golden cage always dreams of flying. When your master breaks your wings, call me. I'll give you the sky." I thought he was crazy. Now, he was my only hope. My trembling fingers typed out a message: [I'm taking your offer. Three days. Get me the hell out of New York.]

"What are you really trying to say? Don't give me any weird bullshit. I'm fucking tired right now." The man smiled widely. "What I want to say is that I found someone suitable as the leader position for our rebel group." Caskey, who had closed his eyes while leaning back in his chair, now opened his eyes spontaneously. "What?!" They are a group of rebels. However, until now, they have implemented a leaderless system. But now, it was the founder of the werewolf rebel group himself who said that he had found someone suitable as the leader of their group.