Novel & Cerita Rebellion Bar

Did she think she could have both brothers - Raymond on one side and Alex on the other? In her dream! Albert and his team had been watching the livestream, waiting for an opportunity. When they saw the two embracing, they quickly recorded videos and took screenshots. Baron messaged the team group chat, "The perfect moment has arrived. We can release the information now."

They haul me to my feet with such urgency that said "the faster they get this over with, the better it would be for everyone" They proceed to drag me through the trees like a plague they could not bear to touch. When we finally come to a stop at the clearing just at the edge of the forest, torchlight flared and I see them in the distance. The Moon council, looking exactly like the stories had described. The same seven figures, the same silvery black robes, the same air of entitlement and superiority, the same elder with ice in his eyes stood at the center. He looks at me like he had finally won a game I had no idea we were playing.

Instead I’m staring at a water ring on the wood, lost in a childhood I should’ve buried years ago. “Rebel.” A hand snaps in front of my face. I jerk, rattling a stack of glasses. “Shit, sorry.” Fang is leaning over the bar, brows raised, concern slipping through the cracks of his permanently pissed off expression. He looks the same as the night he kicked down my parents’ door, broad shoulders, heavy tattoos, a wolf in his eyes that never fully tames. “You alright, little wolf?” he asks, voice gruff but soft in that way only I ever hear.

I bet they all still see it as some fancy traditional challenge. The agreement between me am Ryan was that once I finally whoop his wolfy ass, I get my bionic arm back. I heard it's stashed away in somewhere the pack's main house. A tech facility of some sort. "You need to surrender. Call off the challenge." Benard suddenly said. I gave him an incredulous look, scoffing at his demand. Spoken too late Alpha! "I am not asking, Abigail. As long as you are on my pack lands, you live by my rules." He said, waving a finger in my face.

Rebelliad is governed by the city lord mansion, but it has been acting as a lawless place since it was built in the past, but the former city lord and Samel did not want meaningless killings, so they took strict hold of the management and security while maintaining the legal fighting arenas in the inner city territory to soothe the wildness of the groups of presumptuous and reckless rogues. Captain Ross thought of the grand display of power the day their lord screened out the inner city territory from those rogue groups that does not care about their morality and conscience anymore. It was a sight to behold as blood dyed the ground at that time like drizzling rain without any signs of stoppi

I was betting everything on Solas’s greed outweighing his cruelty. But as I looked at the Onyx crest on the corporal’s tattered uniform, I knew I had no other choice. The Rebellion had officially begun.

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

Beta Caleb explained to his boss, his eyebrow scrunching while showing the screen of his iPad. I was curious and hid in the wall. They were too immersed in their talk that they didn't notice me. On the screen of the iPad, I peeked and saw a raging fire in the Blue Moon Kingdom pack! What the hell?! Why are they protesting?! There were holding placards and torches, even a child was holding a placard while carrying his cat. Poor baby... "How many rebels are captured last night?" Thomas asked in a dangerous voice. "Two hundred and twenty, boss."

“Not until I have this place safe. You’re safest in your room with Mara and Elvie right now. You need to eat this not me.” Reu said nothing, just stood with his head downwards, trying to make himself invisible. The room was too small to make a third wheel disappear. Even so, I wasn’t going to accept this lying down. “It hasn’t even been twelve hours since I woke up and you’re getting rid of me? What happened to everything you said?” His face snapped to attention, his brown eyes burning daggers into me with frustration. “A full scale rebellion happened, that's what! Machine-guns still ringing in my ears! I cannot look after you in this state-”