Rebellious Disciple Novels & Stories

"I don't dare to punish you, the master of Heaven's Gate. You've grown up. You dare to bear what I can't bear. Forget it, I am supposed to have a lot to say to you. Forget it, there is nothing to say. I have accepted many disciples, but you're the only one who doesn't listen to me. It's also because I spoiled you too much when you were young. It's reasonable for a girl to be a little arrogant and domineering. Besides, she has an invincible master, but after all, I was wrong. Not only are you arrogant and domineering, but you are indiscriminate of rights and wrongs." "Such a person as you can't be my disciple. Our mentoring relationship is over." "You are not allowed to do things in the name

All the disciples became pale at her warning and they tried to escape but Cain still angry looked at them coldly and said, "She is right, when did I teach you this kind of behavior?! I always told you to respect every person's judgment. I am extremely disappointed in you all, pack up your stuff and leave." "Ah! Master....we..we didn't mean to..We are sorry. Please don't discard us. Miss we are extremely sorry for our behavior, please forgive us." The others went on their knees and cried, "Please master, miss we are so sorry..." Eleanor grabbed Cain's arms, pulled him toward her and said while looking at him worried,

“Or control?” A low growl rolled through the crowd. Kael lifted a hand. “Enough. This is not a debate.” “No,” I agreed. “It’s a test.” Silence fell. “You rejected an Alpha,” Soren continued. “You severed an external authority. You survived contact with the Shepherd.” Gasps broke out at the name. “You now stand at the convergence of belief and rebellion,” he said. “That makes you either a catalyst… or a catastrophe.” “And you intend to decide which,” I said flatly.

Discipline. A slow, predatory smile touched Albert’s lips. “So. We begin with order. We end with the ultimate surrender.” He placed the die carefully on the glass table. “For Discipline, the transgression must be clear. You have been flawless in following explicit commands. So the transgression must be one of… spirit. Of unspoken defiance.”

Hanson moves forward while commanding to others, “Release her!” When no one listens, he moves to do it himself. “Hanson, stop!” His body obeys as his mind churns, his heart burns, and his eyes yearn to follow through with the task. The Alpha Female. “COME BACK TO ME!” Hanson straightens as his body obeys a call the rest of him wishes to ignore. As he comes to stand next to his new female, he watches Jezebel and pleads for forgiveness and offers false promises of freeing himself from his Alpha Female with his eyes. Jezebel closes her eyes before looking straight ahead. That was the last time she looked at him. The thin silver thread grows even weaker from the final betrayal. He was going to s

They both came after us. Where is Dal? Jake enquired. They enjoyed playing with my snow leopard as well; in fact, Dal was the main focus of most of our early memories. I responded, "He is now under my wing. I don't have faith in tonight's visitors." "This came so quickly. I'm curious why he's here "Embry raised her voice and echoed our interest. "He appears to be seeking increased military collaboration. Increasingly, he is enlarging his empire in opposition to the dragons "When Jacob spoke, I found myself agreeing with his viewpoint.

In the past, whenever Megan wanted something of mine and I refused, they berated me for not knowing how to care for my sister, for not setting a good example as the elder one, and for being selfish and only thinking of myself. Now that I was voluntarily giving everything up, all of them suspected I was plotting something. Wasn't this exactly what they had wanted? "Evie, yesterday, Rick told us he was reborn. He claimed that you had faked your illness, stolen the Moonviolet serum, driven Meg out of the house, and caused her to die in a car crash. But looking at things now, it seems he was just talking nonsense. "You're clearly much more sensible than before. You even learned to give in to you

She said she was studying to become a counselor, because "nobody understands what it feels like to be misunderstood better than I do" I scrolled through the comments underneath. Some people reassured her that she did nothing wrong, and others asked if she could ever repay the 38 students whose lives she had derailed. I stared at the post for a long time, smiled to myself, and locked my phone. Time moved quickly. In my senior year, I was accepted into Hartfield's graduate program and stayed on. Caelum graduated from Bowman and took a position at an aerospace research institute down south. I'd catch glimpses of his life on social media every now and then. He was either pulling late nights at t

The picture on the screen felt like an uppercut, taken right on the chin. It was a picture that mocked their failure—a picture that sent a wave of emotions through their core. The study, once a place of peace, knowledge, and warmth, was now a stage for a nightmare. Her father, once a king in the mansion, was now a disgraced and dethroned king. The shadowy figure behind him was a phantom, a ghost in their own narrative, and the eagle tattoo was a brand, a symbol of a power they had grossly underestimated.

"Rach, I'm sorry. Please don't be angry with Seb. I know you misunderstood my relationship with him." "Don't kneel. It's my fault for making you suffer. We'll go back right now." He even glared at me, his eyes seeming to accuse me of being ‘unreasonable’. More and more students gathered around, pointing and whispering. I could not be bothered to watch this farce any longer and turned to leave. Let them perform if they wanted—I would not be their audience. Vivian was quite capable, as Sebastian stopped coming that very day. I threw myself into my studies, joined the school's math club, and met Gabriel Campbell. He was tall and lean, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had a sunny smile.