Rebellion Soul Novels & Stories

The moment I was blasted awake by nonstop phone calls, I knew I had been reborn. I smashed my phone into pieces without hesitation. In my previous life, Elijah Cook had courted disaster. He secretly embedded pirated software bought online into the security program. The security system collapsed under a virus attack, and the cryobank began to warm. He cried and begged me to save him. I knew that the cryobank had just received the last vial of sperm from a powerful heir who had become infertile. It was his final chance to have a bloodline

“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.”

The sixteen allies, united by the common thread of freedom, huddled in secrecy, far from the prying eyes of Athena's enforcers. Maximus, his eyes gleaming with a fierce resolve, took charge of the impromptu war council. "We cannot afford to underestimate Bastian and his soldiers. Our survival hinges on outsmarting them at every turn," he declared, his voice a low murmur carrying the weight of rebellion. The rebels, a diverse group with different backgrounds and skills, listened intently. Among them were former gladiators, skilled artisans, and even a few who possessed knowledge of the wilderness – a formidable blend of talents that Maximus sought to harness.

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.

After the SAT results come out, the girl everyone knows as the school's scholarship case throws a lavish graduation party. That same night, I get a text alert saying my credit card has been maxed out. I go to confront her, but she's already in my boyfriend's arms, sobbing like she's the victim. "Just because I'm on financial aid, I'm not allowed to throw a party?" My boyfriend rushes to comfort her and turns on me instead. "Your family's loaded anyway. Spending a little on Lacey isn't going to kill you." Sure, my family has money, but I'm not a saint, and I don't see why I should be footing her bills. I refuse to back down. I call the police to make her pay me back, but my boyfriend re

“What is it?” “The baby,” David dropped his head, shame etched on his face. “I’ve felt so guilty over our child for years and yearned for a child of my own. Please whatever you do, take your revenge on Chelsea but not the baby. That’s the condition, I’m releasing the evidence to you,” Pain lanced Elena at his request. This monster had killed her child and now? He requested she save his. For a second she wished she was evil to take justice. Walk out of his prison with zero cares for the child Chelsea was growing in her womb. But she couldn’t.

"Is now really the time for a therapy session?" "Maybe. Most people would be traumatized in your situation, I was, but you immediately mentioned getting revenge. It's a rare thing," he said. "I just made a promise to myself to deal with everything more effectively than I used to. I was extremely lucky nothing happened to me, but I wouldn't be able to rest well until I got revenge," I said. "That would drive me insane." "Why do you have to be there yourself, though?" he asked. Because I made a promise to myself when I was reborn. I'd be the best version of myself, and I couldn't do that with that assault on my mind.

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

Austen stood guard anxiously outside the ward, telling me to call him immediately if anything was wrong. I knew he had natural hostility towards Gilbert. But I didn’t want him to know that I was actually a reborn person. Meeting Gilbert’s cold gaze, I smiled calmly: “Brother, I know you’ve been reborn too.” “In this new life, I’ve left you as you wished. To erase the child that you truly hated, I even almost lost my life.” “What else do you want? I won’t tell anyone about what happened that night. It’s ends here.”

"My dashcam has cloud backup. Everything's clearly recorded, from how you forced me to how you stole my coat and even pushed me out of the car." Those words were the final nail in the coffin. All color drained from Mason's face. He knew that if the footage was released, not only would he not get compensation, but he might also face charges for attempted murder. "Raine… Raine, I'm sorry…" He burst into tears and started slapping himself wildly. "I was possessed! It was Pamela who made me do it. She told me that if you died, all your money would be ours!" "Mason, you coward! How dare you sell me out?" Pamela shrieked. Not to be outdone, she lunged forward and sank her teeth into his ear.