Rebellious Disciple Novels & Stories

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

His eyes move over me — grey robe, no clan mark, white hair, the iron Outer Disciple tag at my collar — and his expression does the rapid calculation of someone determining threat level and finding the number low. "New intake," he says. "This isn't your concern. Wait your turn." "I read the rules pamphlet," I say. "Page fourteen, paragraph three. Senior disciples are prohibited from leveraging rank differential for personal resource extraction. That's the rule. You're currently breaking it in front of twelve witnesses." One of the disciples on the bench — a girl with Frost Moon Kingdom robes, Spirit Awakening Stage 2 — looks between me and Ren with an expression of someone watching a situati

“Base on how you tamed the golden lion so fast, If I am right, you have high mental strength.” “That's true.” Pierre nodded and asked what really wanted to ask, “Do you wanna be my disciple?” Soheila's eyebrows unintentionally raised when she heard the question. “Huh? Are you okay? You're not sick?” Soheila was confused why would he want herself to be his disciple. Soheila knows that Pierre Andronicus was from the Inner Realm, so his requirements on having a disciple should be high. (Hmph! I know I'm talented! Hahahaha!)

Kael snarled, "And what will you do? You're just a pup compared to the likes of us. You have no power here." Sophia straightened up, not budging an inch. "Maybe not yet. But I have my family, and we will fight back." "Your family won't save you from this," Kael belittled. "Daniel, are you with us or against us? Daniel turned to Sophia with a look of uncertainty, his eyes not knowing quite which way to turn. "I… I don't know," he whispered. Above her frustration and terror rose. "Daniel, please, you know who I am! You know I would never betray you."

MY REBOUND DOMINEERING HUSBAND Chapter 1. Joel Richard Osteen, that's his name! The only name that makes everyone around him tremble. Even the sound of his black shiny Nike air mag shoe can make anyone just pee on their pants. The look on his face when he is angry would make anyone wish that the ground should just open and swallow him up. What about the numerous times he yells? It's a different case entirely cos he sounds just like a beast ready to devour it's prey.

With a smirk he said, "She's feisty, yeah.” His eyes flashed a brilliant, predatory gold, completely unfazed by my pathetic display of omega aggression. Looking around to at least grab anything to save myself in case things went south. My survival instincts screamed at me to shift and run, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The calm one with his arms outstretched said, "Easy, I'm Davon; this is Marcus, and there's Kael," he said, pointing to his fellows. The sheer size of them was terrifying; they were scarred warriors forged in the bloodiest rogue battles, reeking of lethal power. “And we are brothers." He paused, looking at me like he wanted me to understand what he was sa

Cody even tried to grab my hand, but Noah stepped in to block him. “Emily, I know I was wrong. I’ll never listen to my mom again. “Because of my sister, I lost my job. Yet, my mom still wants me to get her out of prison. I’m really starting to hate her! “From now on, I’ll only listen to you. Please forgive me. Just look at me, Emily. Please?” I remembered how, in my last life, I had begged their family in the same pitiful way. Cody’s response back then had been, “You brought this on yourself. You deserve it.”

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.”