Rebellion Soul Novels & Stories

I whispered under my breath with a smirk, Three weeks from now, a trade shipment from Europe would be ambushed, everyone would panic, supply chains would collapse, prices would skyrocket. But one thing would become far more valuable than gold overnight. Moonshade herbs. They were powerful and useful enough that everyone used them, but not that rare that they cost a lot. That changed when the largest shipment of the herbs was lost. This time, I had the knowledge, and with that knowledge came the ability to get rich. This was just the beginning. I let out a soft laugh as I looked up at the sun. This time, I wasn’t just going to survive, I was going to rise. And if I did, absolutely no one woul

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

The fear wasn’t the kind of fear when you see something you don’t like but it was like the feeling of losing something so dear to you. Dove might be a tough girl, of course everyone sees that but I see someone trying to mend her broken parts. To mend your broken parts, you have to go through the worse mental and emotional pain you have ever gone through and as an old woman; I have gone through that phase before.And that pain could drive you into a reckless path of revenge, I have seen it before. She might be showing symptoms of falling into the feeling of carnage.

I could feel rage boiling in me but kept it bottled in. “Mama Reese used to plead on his behalf after the beatings. She would blame it on the alcohol, you see he was a chronic drunk. The type that got even more violent when he was sober. A terrible, terrible drunk,” Rowan’s eyes were full of hatred as he spoke while I sat quitely, listening. “One day, I got tired of it all. Some say I had gotten to my breaking point but I don’t think so because every time I heard Mama Reese screaming, I knew I had to do something about that husband’s of hers before he killed her or me,”

Rid simply whispered. I replied narrowly, "Crush!! We have fallen into a trap, Sophia will wage a war from which only a miracle can be spared." I said that as I listened to my rebellious whisper to her wolf Alora, "This is who you are supporting!! Let him and the ugliness wait. I'm sure they'll love my surprise for them."

They said she had a guess, a bad one. After Reva left, I lay on my sleeping mat. The ceiling was just dark. I stared at it, letting the words roll around in my head. Caius Ironblood. Twelve days. My mother's fear. My father's cold dismissal. And then, just for a moment, in the dark where no one could see me, I allowed it. That terrible, specific hope. The thought that maybe, just maybe, this awful thing. This being sold. This handing over. This might be the thing that takes me out of here. It might be the only way. And for the first time in my life, I wanted something. I wanted out.

Slowly, the vulnerability burns away, replaced by something rigid and cold and my resolve strengthens back, the heat in my core hardens into a sharp, icy focus. I am going to spend life entirely differently this time around, it doesn't matter what obstacles this new life brings my way, and it doesn't matter how twisted Valerie's reality turns out to be. From this moment forward, I will be playing it completely by my rules and no one else is going to dictate my steps, and no one else is going to make me a victim again. I just need to know how it works around here first, to study the layout of this prison and the players inside it but revenge I absolutely must get even if I have to use my very

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 .

Luna screams and cries, and RJ is the same. “Let me go, let me go!” Luna screams and I let her go, and she staggers to her mom and dad. RJ following her. I look at my dad, and he nods his head. I just watch as chaos ensues in the compound. Members running around waiting on orders from our prez. Angel is sobbing as she holds Savage. The crotch goblins are the same. It makes me feel sick that they would never be like this with Rebel. They would just act like she wasn’t there. That is why I’m going Nomad. I can’t be involved in this MC anymore. Not after everything they have done to Rebel. I should have left sooner, but couldn’t. I have nothing left for me now that Rebel has gone.

The Rebelution is a city on its own. The number of members is almost at three thousand, with children and the elderly included. The elderly are not to be underestimated though. They still have the fight in them because of our ability to slow our aging. This place may have only been up and running for five years now, but Clayton and I pride ourselves over it. It takes a lot to build up an entire city, something I will not take credit for since it was all Clay. I played my part, but we truly wouldn’t be here without him. He even has the respect of people who don’t know him.