Rebellion Bar Novels & Stories

Yelled our father using is alpha command. Matthew the Commander of our army just returned from what was supposed to be a milk run. Telling us he had a run in with the heathen we lost one of our men and our cousin Dj is in critical condition because the heathen infected him with its venom. Matt was fed from as well but for some reason wasnt injected with the venom. On top of that he failed to bring us the human rebel that wears the heathens mark which could lean us to the heathen. "So let me guess this straight. You went to fetch the human rebel that could be our only lead to get the heathen. Then the heathen showed up to get his girl and free the other humans" said my brother in anger.

I remained calm and composed, watching the usually cold and composed merman lift his frail body and tilt his head to rub against Lyra's palm. I could not help but sneer, realizing how foolish I was to have never noticed that he wanted Lyra all along. In my previous life, I thought I was kind-hearted to take in the merman. His name was Thalyx Stormfin, and I kept him by my side and carefully trained him. I spent a fortune getting the top doctors of the Beast Clan to treat the poisonous wounds on his body. Worried that Thalyx might harbor resentment toward me, I used the ten cities under me as leverage, exchanging them for his flimsy slave contract to set him free.

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

"To join the rebels, you must be mad, and what other way to show your madness than to hurt your mate and the moon child. Just one swipe to the dagger, and you'll be part of us, the rebels." "To hell with your f..king rebels. You and all the rebels can burn in f..king hell along with the f..king damned parliamentarians." He barked, pointing the top of the dagger to him. "I will never, f..king never hurt my Layla. I rather slit my own throat than hurt a strand of hair on her."

He could just be with her—scars, broken past, and all—and that would be enough. But in the waking hours, when she still didn’t know who he was, it was never enough. Having her in his arms, kissing her, making her writhe beneath him. None of it would ever be enough. Rebel shifted into his wolf, running back toward the house until his legs burned with the exertion. When he arrived, he went straight to his room and showered, hoping to wash the scent of her from his skin, but it was no use. Once he was clean and clothed again, he made his way down to his personal bar in the library. He’d forgo the cup in favor of the bottle. It was in his armchair, legs slung over the armrest as he gripped the b

And the people of such towns tightly kept within the King’s fist, people fall into line very quickly. However, as there always is a group unjustly ruling people, there are always the rebels. The rebels of this new world and enemies of the King of Crows are ones who call themselves Legion. *** Rebecca watched her brother shoulder the large gun as he prepared to leave. She clutched the rag she’d been using to wash their small stack of dirty dishes with by the valve of water shared by everyone in town. When she’d come to clean dishes, she hadn’t known she’d see her brother trying to leave with a band of rebels.

Rebecca’s hands were shaking and she sported a big smile. “You guys know how I’ve been following the entire case of our founder? Mrs Elena Windsor?” “Not Windsor, babes,” Stella her friend shook her head in exasperation but a small smile played on her lips. “She’s not married to Mr David anymore,” Rebecca’s cheeks flushed red. “True, anyways!” She commanded the attention of the room back and dropped her voice to a whisper. “Check this, she got married again,” “You’re lying. Last we heard, she was engaged to Mr David again and went by Tamara Caraballi. After the arrest, she kind of fell off the radar,” A random co worker called out as agreements rose up in the room.

said doctor Emre with a sneaky smile as he presented the view of the place where the rebels lived . Kiara looked around and started to see the conditions in which the rebels lived . In comparison to the nobles and other clans , the rebels lived like the ancient humans who hadn't fully developed technology yet . They looked like a population coming from the years 1298 , 1400 . Kiara stared at a poor person who had been sitting all day with a hat in front of him , waiting for someone to throw some money . She turned her eyes on the corner of a street and saw some little boys bullying a younger boy .

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.”

“I was looking for it, though. We were hopeful there was a place we could use nearby to store our supplies. We just got lucky. I did know about the rebellion back then, though.” Rain sank into the ground. How long had Mist been keeping secrets? What else was she refusing to share? Any chance of asking questions faded away when the sound Rain had been both waiting for and dreading blared in the distance. Both girls jumped to their feet. It was the breach siren. The rebellion was underway. With her stomach in her throat, Rain looked at Mist. “What do we do?” “Nothing yet. Get ready to run.” “How will I know when to run?”