Rebellious Hearts Novels & Stories

How do I shamelessly admit that I feel a deep, never-ending hollow in my chest, just at the mere thought of not seeing him again, of not seeing what he looks like anymore, and not even touching him. How do I explain that my heart is burning with pain at the thought of someone else touching me in ways that could never be my captor’s, and looking at me with those stone cold dark eyes that looks at me like it sees everything and knows every little detail about me, even when he can’t hide how clueless he is about the sort of creature that I am. April was right, and I am a shameless old hag. I tried to pull myself together, and since there was no other way forward than the one that was already pl

Lani It was late at night, and I was starting to wonder if this was what madness felt like. The folder was burning against my skin like it had a pulse, like it was alive. I had shoved it under my mattress earlier, then yanked it out again, then stuffed it back. Every time I tried to sit still, it was like the leather called out to me, whispering what was inside. The contracts. The boardroom votes. The photographs of my family that the Caldwells had been keeping in neat, damning rows.

citizens; they were refugees, seekers, and rebels, all drawn to the light of the North. ​"The Council is broken," Rhea said, her voice carrying across the valley. "But the world is just beginning." ​Elias opened his eyes and looked at her. The gold was gone, replaced by the storm-grey of the man she had first met, but a thin circle of starlight remained around his pupils. ​"We’re not archived, Rhea," he said, pulling her into a kiss that tasted of victory and woodsmoke. ​"No," she replied, her "Tameless Heart" finally finding its rhythm in a world that was wild, dangerous, and perfectly, beautifully free.

I continued. “So what is it that you so desperately want that you are willing to betray your sister for” “I want to be happy with Asher in his healthy form. To have Asher be my mate and that he knows it. For us to restart without Scarlet ever being part of our lives. I also want my parents to forget that Scarlet ever existed and that they never took her in. That I was their only child. She was never my sister and will never be. Betraying her. HA. No just getting my revenge, which is an added bonus”

His eyes spoke of some sort of fear but also with every trace of fierceness at the same time. "Your mind doesn't beat to conquer the wild. It beats to earn its heart. You don't belong here. It means that the role is reversal. You will tell me what you want while I oblige instead." In that moment, I was King—over the Azgaroth and over the wild itself. The mere thought of catching those belittling words on Ravenna's mouth had me losing it as I met her atop the parapet. A snake indeed. I brought out the heart without any further ado, stretching it over to her. "Here it is, Ravenna. The punisher's heart you had requested of me. Take it and leave now. Never to return."

Her heart swayed between the threads of familial loyalty and the call for justice that echoed through the streets. Maximus, surrounded by his trusted allies, grappled with the weight of leadership. The rebellion, now unveiled, demanded more than clandestine maneuvers. It required a vision—a blueprint for a liberated Athena. Bojan, the sage orchestrator of resistance, urged Maximus to address the people, to embody the voice of change. The rebels, scattered across strategic points in the city, awaited Maximus's call. The symbolic act of defiance needed a focal point, a rallying cry that would solidify their cause. Maximus, despite the wounds inflicted by Ganicus in their previous encounter, st

she sobs and I hug her tighter as I glare at the club girls as they walk inside the clubhouse. “It’s ok princess, daddy will sort this out. I only want you and mommy ok? Don’t listen to them.” “NO, I WANT MOMMY, I WANT MOMMY!” Shit, she screams and thrashes. The men all look over and my dad and Blaze come over trying to calm her down, but it only makes her worse. We were having such a great day today and now it’s gone to shit because of meaningless words. Well, they are meaningless to me, but not to Rebel. She is hurt. They will fucking pay for this. Damn gossip. Why can’t women learn to shut their damn mouths? They know I’m only interested in one fucking woman. My woman!

For a long heartbeat, nothing moved. Then the courtyard shifted, tectonic, hearts and loyalties realigning—or refusing. Rhea slapped a fist to her chest, eyes fierce. “You want rogues held back and walls patched from the *outside,* storm-girl?” she called. “I’m there. We’ve been missing someone who knows which way the wind is blowing.” Rebel hesitated, tension written in every line of him. Then he nodded once, sharp. “I don’t like being told what to do by pups,” he said. “But I like losing wolves less. If you can keep more from walking into those cracks, I’ll hold the lines you point at.”

Mоrе tеаrѕ trісklеd after, and I рullеd away, I hаd tо fіnіѕh tеllіng hіm еxасtlу hоw I fеlt. “Thіѕ body burns оnlу for уоu, Joel. Mу heartbeats оnlу for you, and I will nеvеr feel thіѕ way about аnуоnе else. If уоu leave mе, thеn I wіll be nоthіng but аn empty cold ѕhеll. I nееd you tо brеаthе, tо funсtіоn, tо live.”

“I’m glad you’re doing this with me. I’d be more scared if you weren’t.” “More scared?” Rain echoed. “You mean, you’re scared now?” “I’m terrified,” Mist admitted. “But I know it’s something we have to do.” Rain drew in a deep breath and nodded before returning her gaze to the ceiling. She wasn’t sure it was something she had to do, but it seemed like it was too late to back out now. She was already a part of it, and if the Mothers were to find out she was the one who’d passed on the information to signal the rebellion, she’d be dead if she stayed behind. She closed her eyes, doing her best to picture Adam’s face, and tried to rest. She had a long road ahead of her, and today’s mission was j