Rebellious Group Novels & Stories

I asked still swinging my blazing sword pacing slowly back and forth. “They convinced us it was for a worthy cause of peace. I am always for peace.” “What world is this group from?” I asked stopping and facing him. “They claim to be from Amadoria.” “They claim… and where are you from and the others?” “All over, it is a growing group that claims to want peace, but against how these three worlds are going about it.” “These three worlds, such as Valaisha, Cainya, and Kaihu? These three?” He nodded his head, “Yes. The group is rebelling against how you handled things even the peace talks.”

"What? I never said I will!" "Well, were you planning to?" "No!" he says irritably. "I was just trying to be all tough about it because we have a lot of lost people wandering here and my group is kind of vulnerable." His group. Ha. I knew he's part of a rebel gang. "I understand and respect that completely," I say quickly. "I was lost and this is where I ended up."

I asked, and he pinched his nose. The rebellion was a union of human hunters who had decided to come together and form a small army to defeat the king and the werewolves. The rebellion groups were scattered across the different provinces, and I was a member. Our aim was to see the downfall of the werewolves. "I just want you to be safe," Caleb said, resigned. His eyes filled with so much concern. "By default, I am already in danger both from my kind and the werewolves, but I have you, your family, and the rebellion to protect me, right?" I smiled at him, and he nodded with a fierce look in his eyes.

The five of us named ourselves the 'Rebel Gang', even though everyone else called us the 'Havoc Clan'. The team was lead by me and Dione - my best friend from our pack's Delta's family. He was a true rebel at heart and a brilliant schemer. The three other members were Helena, Rachel, and Campton. We were all brilliant fighters and disliked the hierarchy instilled upon us. "It's a perfect crime because no one will suspect us, since minors aren't even allowed to attend monthly gatherings," Dione wiggled his dark brows. "C'mon, guys, stealing that equipment's a step too far. What if they get attacked and are left with nothing to defend themselves with?" Helena shook her head. "You really wanna

"Agreed, Zavier. We'll investigate discreetly, gathering information and uncovering the identity of these rebels. But we must proceed with caution. They may be more cunning and organized than we anticipate." We delved into the intricate web of secrets and whispers that had infiltrated our pack. We sought out trusted allies, those whose loyalty to the pack was unwavering. Together, we pieced together fragments of information, revealing a clandestine group within our pack—a group that aimed to overthrow our leadership and seize control. As we uncovered the extent of their plans, we realized the rebels had been operating in the shadows, carefully manipulating events and sowing seeds of disconte

"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.

I whispered, more so to myself. “What’s a rebel wolf?” Reaper asked. “They are pack wolves who lost respect in the hierarchy. They remain pack wolves but choose to run with domestic wolves. It’s scarce. I’ve only heard of three incidents in wolf history where it has happened. It usually happens when the rebel wolf has been wronged. They seek retribution. It is why they do not disband. They want an apology for the wrong, or they will seek vengeance for a crime.” I looked at Beast. “Have you reached out?”

The gang was far from perfect but it was the closest to a family that either of us had ever known and they were the first group we had ever felt safe with. The Rebels gang lived up to it's street name. We rebelled against anything that we didn't agree with. Racism, sexism, classism, homophobia, we worked chaos against anything and anyone who tried to keep these oppressive ideals alive. We also worked to take down the evil rich in anything and anyway we could. That's not to say we didn't make good money while doing it. And by make, I mean steal or blackmail. We liked to keep off the radar though. We worked behind the scenes and most good people haven't ever heard of us and that's the way we l

I completed silently in my head. "Why are you suddenly smiling, it's creepy," Maya chimed, not believing me but I ignored her. "I have a crazy plan girls," I informed them and they shared a glance before facing me, looking totally interested in whatever crazy plan I had. "What's the plan?" Maya asked curiously and I grinned. "I'm going to have a rebel group." "A rebel group?" Naya repeated, unsure of what I meant. "Yes, a rebel group," I affirmed "With ladies ready rebel against the unjust traditions of the werewolf community that makes the females inferior to men and the unfair treatment being imposed on us."