Rebellion Characters Novels & Stories

For the first time, she looked like a child again — scared, exhausted, and lost. Sherephina didn’t hate her. She only felt tired. The enemy network collapsed piece by piece. Each gang turned against the next. Each leader fell into police custody or disappeared. And when the dust settled, the Vale family stood unharmed. With the criminal web dismantled, Grandpa Tomas regained his strength. The house quieted. The staff smiled again. The air felt lighter. But the world was still dangerous, and Grandpa insisted: “You will learn to protect yourself now, Sherephina. No more innocence.”

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.

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

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

“I’ll figure something out, ma’am, but…” “No buts! I’ve already had enough with that useless Augusto letting himself get killed by that rebellious girl. Now I have to deal with all these problems on my own. Damn the moment I trusted that good-for-nothing! I thought all those rogues I brought in would be enough, but no, they were just as useless as he was.”

"You're quite popular around here, you know." I scoffed. "The only place my fame blooms in, is Greenville and it's for a bad cause." I answered dryly. "Greenville might know you as the son of a traitor but outside Greenville, you're known as The Rebellious Alpha." He replied and immediately some of his friends looked back at us. "I'm no Alpha, Gabriel." "Well you are, you do have Alpha blood running through your veins and of course, you're the only man who challenged Alpha Jason's position." Gabriel explained. "So technically, you're the rebellious Alpha."

He hesitates, and that hesitation tells me he’s been wondering the same thing. Finally, he says, “Then we find her before she finds us.” I look up at him, searching his eyes for something solid. “And if she’s me?” His jaw tightens. “Then we save her, too.” That’s Axel — always chasing the impossible. Always choosing mercy when the world demands war. He reaches for my hand. “Come on. There’s something you should see.” --- The walk through the rebuilt city feels like a dream I barely remember having. The skyline glows with faint lights, streetlamps flickering to life one by one. People have returned — engineers, families, scavengers — all rebuilding what Genesis broke.

Daniel said, stopping Dantley in his tracks. Now Dantley turned around and stood up straight, right in front of the table. "What Dad, I think I'm sleepy now and need to rest." "Sit down first, you have to make a good choice," Daniel said. Dantley waited and he explained, "Which would you prefer, my son, to be a free businessman, and be considered a terrorist for openly selling weapons to rebels, or to be a hero for helping the country?" Daniel asked and Dantley was quite confused. He had never wanted to be a rebel and he knew that he himself had led the rebellion long ago, just to stay out of the way of the human race.

Obviously if I hadn’t died that night, in my weakened state of mind I would have agreed to side with him, then I didn’t have a choice I would have taken anything, but now I do, and I choose to do this on my own! I really need to know what issues they had with Mother that makes them want to ruin her so bad that they had the audacity to try and use one of her daughters in their plan. “I have a friend who can help,” I suddenly heard Collin say, I slowly turned to look at him, my eyes dimmed in confusion. “Help who?!”

“I was…” He swallowed thickly. “I was betrayed,” the betrayal was still in his voice, raw and visceral. “I was betrayed, poisoned, weakened, and imprisoned. I was sent to the human’s lands, and there magical cuffs were put upon me,” he looked at his wrists as if still seeing those bindings. “Bindings created by a witch, who they continued to torment, seeming determined to torture unto death. I broke free, and took her with me, making her my second child, Meguitte,” his eyes flared red with his rebellion against the humans who had tried and failed to break him, the tension of his confession breaking. “I have always adopted rebels,” Talen’s smile was all teeth. Heath’s lips curled. “I’d believ