Rebellious Disciple Novels & Stories

Adrian finally released Elaine’s hands. Immediately, the absence of his warmth felt unbearable. He walked toward the center of the platform. Elaine’s heart skipped. “No.” He didn’t answer. “Adrian.” Still nothing. He knelt. The white ground beneath him began glowing softly. Older Adrian closed his eyes. “I remember doing this.” Elaine turned sharply. “What?” Older Adrian looked at his younger self. “I tried to become the anchor.” Her breath caught. “Tried?” “It failed.” Adrian finally looked up.

I sighed, taking a bite of my egg sandwich. I'm not the kind of woman who tolerates being tortured, and my patience has its limits. So, whether the Alpha likes it or not, or if he chooses to kick me out of the pack, I'll accept it. Being a rogue is better than being part of a pack without peace every day. I can handle the human realm; I've done it before. "No, Em. You should seek revenge. Escaping is for the weak; face her, prove you're stronger," Marga insisted.

“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.”

“I might not always understand your mind but I’m the last person who would judge you about any of your choices. I stayed with you while you healed for months. I saw your trauma and suffering firsthand while they thrived on your demise. Trust me, I know,” Tamara’s shoulders shook and she shook her head as tears leaked from her eyes. “But that’s the thing, Marco. You were right! I The revenge,” Tamara shook her head, trying to collect her thoughts. “The revenge is—- It's eating me from the inside,” Tamara whispered her fear to her best friend through teary eyes.

Watching him from afar was enough for me even if I don't get to have him. “I'll help transform you into a woman Jake couldn't resist….” My memory drifted back to Killian’s words. Can he really do that? Can I trust him on that? Can he make Jake's attention channel to me? But we're talking about Killian? The school's rebel. Who gave the teachers a tough time with bike racing troubles. Yet girls, including some female teachers, found him extremely attractive and charming, and boys saw him as some role model. Killian is everything bad and sin….

Zayne snarled, gripping the hilt of the dagger like it was Pyro's neck he was squeezing. "The rebels aren't a group of sane men, Zayne. We're all mad. Only a madman can stand against the parliamentarians." Pyro chuckled, but it was more psychotic than humorous. "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."

“No, I have nothing to say. I just wanted to question what exactly we are doing here concerning what it is we are planning to achieve. I mean, you brought us here saying that you will help us achieve our plan. I wanted to get Adrian, she wanted to kill her sister and he wanted our sister but we're here being lap dogs for you. So I ask you, how exactly should I be happy with all this?” The Grandmaster didn't like rebellious disciples. He didn't like people who went against his orders or people who thought they were smarter than him. Especially women. “If you don't want to be a part of this, it's fine. You can walk away but just know that once you do, anything t

"That's what selfish people get! I'll make this clear: you'll pay, whether you like it or not. If you refuse and jeopardize our kids' education, I'm not done with you. Neither you nor your son is leaving today!" Ansel sobbed in my arms. "Mom, why don't we just..." "No, Ansel," I said, wiping his tears. "We won't give in. We've done nothing wrong." I raised my bleeding elbow, my eyes sweeping the room. "This is your idea of community spirit? Hurting people for the sake of your collective?" I gave a bitter laugh. "If this is your community, we want no part of it." Neville hadn't expected me to stand my ground. His face flushed with rage. "What kind of attitude is this?"

I mean, Nico’s tone was certainly scary. “Of course,” he says quickly. “Let me pull what we have.” He starts going through his computer, his fingers trembling slightly on the keyboard. I stare at the framed mission on the wall: ‘Every child deserves a family’ and I feel the old bitterness rise like bile. Some of us had waited years. Some of us had learnt that sometimes, family wasn’t everything...the people you call family are the ones that stick by you when things get hard, they are the ones that are always here.

Yasmin was left speechless. "Hey, Blake! You can't treat women like that. Let Yasmin go." Joel got up to separate Yasmin and Blake, thinking Blake was reprimanding her. Blake let go of Yasmin and said nonchalantly, "Disobedient women need disciplining." Yasmin's face might as well be bleeding from her pores. No one else understood what Blake's "disciplining" meant save for her. She didn't dare speak nor look at Blake anymore when she thought about all the things he did to her in bed.