Rebellious Game Novels & Stories

Betrayal is when you are jilted for your twin sister days before your wedding; and this was the case for Teresa. Even worse is when the man for whom she agrees to be a surrogate mother turns out to be her ex-fiancé half brother. Life happens, and Teresa's biggest obstacle is her family. What will she do to save her babies? Meet Teresa, a survivor and a successful medical doctor with those who betrayed her at her feet.

Only One Crown One team. One legacy. One crown. Jaxon Reed built his name on control. As captain of the Frost Giants, he turned pressure into power and silence into strength. The league calls him the best to ever wear the jersey. He carries that title like armor. Then Adrian Cruz walks back into his locker room. Adrian was once more than his rival. More than his teammate. He was the one Jaxon loved in secret and the one he let go when fame, fear, and outside pressure closed in. Now a shocking trade forces Adrian onto Jaxon’s team, binding them together under a brutal contract clause neither of them fully understands. On the ice, they are unstoppable. Off the ice, they are unfinished. As the media fuels a ruthless GOAT debate and the billionaire owner pulls strings from the shadows, old wounds rip open. Accusations of betrayal resurface. Secrets about a hidden clause threaten to ruin more than their careers. And the question that has haunted them for three years demands an answer: Who really tore them apart? Forced to play on the same line, Jaxon and Adrian must decide what matters more—protecting their pride or fighting for the love they never truly lost. Because there’s only room for one crown in the league… …but there might be room for two hearts. Only One Crown is a dark, emotional second-chance sports romance filled with forced proximity, buried secrets, fierce rivalry, and a hard-won happily ever after.

It was our sixth anniversary, but he chose that day to end it with me. Alpha Ivan Slade was my fated mate, bound to me by the will of the Moon Goddess. But when his chosen mate returned, carrying his heir, I became expendable. Instead of facing me himself, he sent her, Marissa Rowe, to deliver the final blow. With a smirk, she handed me the divorce papers while cradling her growing belly. For six years, I had waited for Ivan to see me as his true Luna. I believed the bond we shared would be enough. I was wrong. Signing those papers felt like the end of the world, but Marissa wanted to ensure I never had the chance to rebuild. On their private jet, as the plane cruised over the endless mountains, she made her move. I was thrown into the night sky, plummeting to what should have been my death. But I guess fate wasn’t done with me. Because instead of dying, I was reborn… as the mate to the Alpha King.

They took her daughter— They thought they won. They underestimated her. Roberta Riggs was the invisible wife of a powerful billionaire—silent, obedient, and easy to overlook. When her husband, Jace Riggs, reveals he has a secret son with another woman, Roberta’s world cracks. When he demands that their seven-year-old daughter, Ziva, risk her life to save that child… it shatters. And when Ziva dies—after the hospital neglects her for a VIP patient—something inside Roberta breaks beyond repair. Betrayed by her husband. Destroyed by the people she trusted. Silenced by a powerful family. Roberta loses everything. Until she meets him—Brett Temples. The man she had a reckless one-night stand with years ago. The man who unknowingly played a role in her daughter’s death. He’s powerful. He’s married. And he doesn’t remember her. But he will. And when he does, he offers her something dangerous: power… and revenge. But revenge is never simple. And when their love begins to grow in the ashes of betrayal, one final truth threatens to destroy it all. They made one mistake— they didn’t make sure Roberta stayed broken. She rose. Now she is done begging. Done forgiving. Done being the woman they could control. She’s coming back with power. With secrets about her past, they tried to bury. With a truth that can burn an empire to the ground. And this time— She’s ruthless. She’s not asking for justice. She’s taking it.

Diana was rejected by her Alpha mate because she was an Omega , she was framed by her mate's younger brother and girlfriend on the night she got her wolf. Thrown into the dungeon and lost her mother to the false accusation and auctioned off to the highest bidder. The twins who bought her had a strange way of showing their love and she ran away on many occasions, only to be caught and brought back to the hell she was living. On one such flight, she happened to save the life of a wolf who she later found out was the Alpha of the largest and most powerful pack in the clan and worst of all, she was mated to him. She broke off her mate bond with the twins and goes with Alpha Sabastian to his Pack but would have nothing intimate to do with him. Alpha Sabastian is ready to give her the time she wants, hoping she would come to accept their bond and his love, but helps her get revenge for her illtreatment from all her previous mates.. What happens when she finds out that the parents she grew up with were not her original parents but they had rescued her from her birth pack when it was being destroyed and that she is actually the daughter of the great Lycan king Nicolas? What should she do when Alpha Ray her first mate and love comes begging out of regret? And how long will Alpha Sabastian be willing to hold off his consuming desire for her and wait for her to accept him, when his Pack elders are insisting on an heir, foisting another female wolf on him, and he is finding it increasingly difficult to control himself around her?

Hope Daniels has spent her life mastering control, on the softball field, in school, and in the quiet spaces where emotions are better left unspoken. With college within reach and her future finally aligning, everything should feel safe, predictable… normal. Then she falls for Kade Mercer, her best friend’s older brother. He’s distant, unreadable, and always watching her like he already knows how their story ends. What begins as stolen glances and unspoken tension slowly pulls them toward something neither of them can stop. On the night everything shifts, Hope wakes in a world that is not her own. The sky is fractured. The air is alive. And creatures born from nightmares hunt anything that breathes. Stranded together for seven relentless days, Hope and Kade must survive a shifting, brutal realm where instinct is the only law and fear takes physical form. Every battle changes them. Every choice binds them closer. And every night reveals they are being watched by something far more dangerous than the monsters chasing them. But survival comes at a cost. Because when they wake back in their world, nothing is as it was. Time has not moved, but they have. The marks they carry begin to glow. The memories refuse to fade. And the line between worlds is beginning to tear again. Some doors are not meant to close. And some connections were never human to begin with. Hope thought she was fighting to survive seven days in another world. She was wrong. She was being chosen.

They ambushed his bride and killed her. His first move? He captured the daughter of a renowned Executor. With unlimited power, vast wealth, and absolute authority, Demi Shire did not just seek justice—he hunted for revenge. He is a legend of cruelty. He strikes down lives with a single blow, his face never changing, his heart never wavering. People fear to speak his name. They tremble in his shadow. They bow before him as if he were a deity. He wanted to kill her. He ached to end her life. But he made a vow. An oath sealed between Heaven and Earth that he could not break. So he chose a fate far worse than death. "I will make her suffer every pain known to the world—sharp as a blade, deadly as poison. I have built my own hell, and in this place... no one escapes."

When broke event planner Isabella “Izzy” Hart agrees to fake an engagement with cold, commanding tech billionaire Alexander Blackwood, she thinks it’ll be simple: smile for the cameras, fake a few kisses, collect the money, and walk away. But nothing about Alex is simple. Not the way he looks at her. Not the way he touches her like she belongs to him. And definitely not the way he says: “If this is just business… why does it feel like you’re mine?” It was supposed to be fake. Now neither of them knows what’s real.

On campus, he was the most well-behaved student in the entire department. Oversized hoodies, black-rimmed glasses, quiet enough to fade into the background. Even when facing the notoriously strict Professor Elliott, he would only lower his head, clutch his books, and murmur a timid, “Professor.” At night, he became the most intoxicating dancer in the club. He wrapped himself around the pole, bent low, rolled his hips—each movement driving the men below into a frenzy. Bills were stuffed into the strap around his thigh as they shouted his name. To cover his obscene tuition fees, he took a private party offering an equally obscene payout. Inside the VIP room, he straddled the pole, bathed in dim, hazy light, fingers reaching for the final restraint he was meant to undo. Suddenly, the man lounging on the sofa stubbed out his cigar and stood. The light swept across his face— It was Elliott. The very man he feared most by day. He walked onto the stage step by step, then slammed him hard against the pole in full view of everyone. “Can’t even breathe in front of me during the day,” Elliott sneered, “but at night you’re here shaking your ass, begging men to f*k you?” His mentor wrenched his arms behind his back. Hot lips brushed his trembling earlobe, his voice low and dangerous. “Noah,” he murmured, “if you’re that desperate for money… why didn’t you just come to me? How much—per night?” He panicked and tried to struggle, but Elliott forced his legs apart with his knee, pinning him against the cold metal. “Don’t hide,” Elliott said softly. “Now. Take off the rest—right in front of me. And if you perform well…” A pause, deliberate. “I’ll pay you ten times tonight’s fee

I walked in on my husband fucking another woman on my dresser. He didn't even notice me standing there. Four years of marriage, two years without being touched and a thousand small cruelties that I swallowed because I thought being his wife was better than being alone. Turns out, he was already planning to throw me away. He just wanted to do it on his terms, after he'd finished destroying whatever was left of me. Then I met Cameron Tucker. He's patient, kind and looks at me like I'm the only woman in the room. When I finally broke down and asked him to remind me what it felt like to be wanted, he didn't hesitate. Now my husband wants me back. He's following and watching me. He already put Cameron in the hospital once, and he's not done yet. They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. They haven't met a man who has everything to lose.