Rebellion The 100 Novels & Stories

That night, a single whisper reached the compound. A scout who is unconscious and bleeding. “Xavier’s gathering the broken packs. Old traitors. Exiled Alphas. He’s building... something.” Maximus looked to me. And I answered before he could ask. “He’s building a rebellion,” I said. “But he forgot something.” “What’s that?” “I don’t rule by tradition.” I turned my eyes to the moon. “I rule because I made the moon look down and listen.”

Otherwise I'm gonna get that full 24/7 lecture . Yeah it's weird how I'm an adult . And I still get those stupid teenage lectures. *************************** RAVEN'S POV I went to the company I'm supposed to work in . I guess . 'ONE STROKE' is written so big on this stupid building . I wonder whose idea it was . It would be so great if they really get a stroke one day . A brain stroke or maybe heart one , anyways they die . It really doesn't matter how . That's why I think I should do that honour .

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

“You probably haven’t spent much time around her, but apparently no one in her group can stand her, she is too selfish and temperamental. No kid deserves a mom like that.” I shrug. He is right, I don’t really know Eliza, I have just seen her from a distance. Ahead of us, we hear a commotion and Shark sirens approaching. “What is going on?” I ask looking around. “Look!” Zack exclaims as he points to the Ministry of Education. A group of rebels, known as Eels, are throwing rocks and grenades at the Ministry of Education as they shout typical Eel’s hateful lies. “The Righteous Regime is evil!”

Venera concluded. The prince was staring in awe at the two rebels in front of him. They had a whole hierarchy of operations. The 10 weren't just ten teenagers rebelling for the sake of it. They were organized and deliberate with what they did. This was so much more than Felix had given them credit for.

"What are you really trying to say? Don't give me any weird bullshit. I'm fucking tired right now." The man smiled widely. "What I want to say is that I found someone suitable as the leader position for our rebel group." Caskey, who had closed his eyes while leaning back in his chair, now opened his eyes spontaneously. "What?!" They are a group of rebels. However, until now, they have implemented a leaderless system. But now, it was the founder of the werewolf rebel group himself who said that he had found someone suitable as the leader of their group.

Rebel didn’t know which hole he should hold to stop the bleeding, his blood flowed out like a river, and slowly, he felt the entire world fall weak. But he was stubborn enough to give up and cursed, “David Xiver, you’re a demon, so what…what you don’t….even care about her? She is not your own, but your sisters and your bros; what about them?” So rebel used his last straw to save his master. Even though he knew death was near, he didn’t care about anything; he just wanted to give his master a chance to live. “Do you think I gave you a chance to blackmail?” David didn’t answer him and looked at Alex and Kevin. “Let’s go.”

"What are you doing here? Have you come to steal the Moonviolet serum? Let me tell you—from now on, Mom, Dad, and I won't be leaving Meg's side for even a second. You can forget about taking the serum!" I froze for a moment. In my past life, I had stormed into the infirmary, snatched the Moonviolet serum, and gulped it down in one go. Why were things different this time? Could Alaric have been reborn too? But none of it mattered anymore. "The family doctor already told us—you're perfectly healthy. There's nothing wrong with you at all! You only wanted to steal the Moonviolet serum to kill Meg! Evelina Sinclair, how can you be so vicious?"

"Crestwood isn't just a school. The spires—those gothic towers—were built with high-gain transceivers for Pack communication. Viktor is using the school’s own infrastructure to amplify the signal." Elara looked at her mates. They were battered, bleeding, and hunted. Kael’s chest was a mess of silver-scarred skin; Rhys’s hands were shaking; the twins were exhausted. They were the Found Family she had clawed out of the dirt, and now she was leading them into a war that made the Fighting Ring look like a playground. "This is the Rebellion Against Corruption," Elara said, her voice growing steady, the weight of the Street Kid to Queen mantle finally settling on her shoulders. "It started with ho

‎Still. ‎Unfamiliar. ‎ ‎And wearing the burning sun symbol. ‎ ‎The new leader. ‎ ‎ ‎