Romans & histoires Rebels Hera Syndulla

“You look like every bad decision I’ve ever wanted to make.” She didn’t flinch. “And you look like every woman’s post-breakup regret in a leather jacket. His grin stretched wider. “God, you’re even better in person. Let me sit down before I start proposing things I can’t take back.” “So this is the Ryder Jordan. The newly acquired striker for the New York Guardians. World record signing for 200 million dollars. I expected someone taller.” He pouted. “Ha ha, funny, you know I’m tall and I play like a giant too.”

“Really, you live under a rock. No wonder Jake doesn't find you interesting.” I frowned, annoyed at his words. If he had to insult or comment on my weight like everyone does, he should come direct and not indirectly. “I'm not current with social media platforms or their celebrities.” I politely stated. “Of course, I know. You're always buried in a book, so how'd you know how the outside world operates?” He heaved a deep sigh. “Bella Hadid is a supermodel known for her works with high fashion brands like Dior, Chanel, and Fendi, as well as her influence on streetwear trends.”

I run towards her, helping her to find a temporary safe location. “I found ten small vials and syringes.” Her hands had burn marks where she must have opened a vial to test its contents. “We need to fill up as many syringes as we can carry. Then I want you to carefully administer just a few drops of the liquid into each rebel. But you’ll need to do it when they are in a fight, when they don’t expect you. Can you do that?” She looks as if she might vomit. “Isla, you are the Saunders pack Luna now. Your pack members are dying…can you do this?” I try to give her a tough love speech and it seems to work. She nods to me, too vigorously.

“Can you imagine what they did? They gutted the males and females but kidnapped the children. Who knows what they’re going to use them to do? I heard rumours that they were going to use them as ransom or train them to be suicide bombers. Those rebels are just sissies and cowards for kidnapping those children. And I thought what they did the last time was bad. They—” ‘But you said the rebels aren’t bad, Eleanor. You said the parliamentarians are the villains. How can I trust you when I’m hearing news like this?’ Layla thought, drowning out Nyssa’s voice. She imagined Eleanor standing before her, ready to answer all her questions. Ready to tell her that it was all a lie. But it was all in her

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“You don’t have to believe in yourself alone. We’re in this together.” She squeezed his hand, grateful for the reassurance. He was right. She wasn’t alone anymore. With one last glance at the map of the capital, Rhea gathered the rebels and gave the order to move. The plan was simple—yet incredibly dangerous. They would move quickly, striking at the heart of the capital, seizing the altar, and disrupting Silas’s connection to the Heart. They had one shot, and if they failed… Lia pushed the thought away. **They wouldn’t fail.**

She was aware that she could not continue to deny the truth any longer. She needed to look for assistance. She did not want to add to the pressure that Davien and Fabian were already under because they had been working so hard to bolster the alliance. But she needed somebody she could talk to in confidence. After gathering her strength, Hera went in search of Lysandra, a vampire who had extensive understanding of traditional medicinal practices and was a close friend and counsellor to Hera. When Hera came, Lysandra was awake and tending to a tiny herb garden that was located outside of her tent.

Rebel asked Siddharth Siddharth didn’t reply, he only pursed his lips as his gaze fell on the slender figure that wrapped her arms around her chest and walked with lowered gaze As cold wind blew, she resembled like a dry leaf that had broken away from its tree and fallen to the ground “She said that she wanted to be alone for a while, so don’t bother her, she seems to be quite bitter and dismal at this point so just watch her from a distance,” Rebel’s voice was loaded with sincere concern for the woman, and Siddharth could feel it as well Seeing that Siddharth wasn’t replying to him, Rebel sighed “Sid, this time, I think you went too far with her, why should she be punished for wha..,” “One

“You saw her picture at the house, didn’t you?” I froze. “You weren’t supposed to see her pictures.” “Who is she, Dante?” His jaw clenched. “She’s not your concern.” “She’s a child. And she’s everywhere. In your house. In your goddamn pool. What the hell is going on?” Silence. Heavy. Unforgiving. “I’m not leaving until you give me something,” I said, voice low now. “A name. A story. A reason I keep seeing her.” He stepped back, running a hand through his hair, as if trying to decide whether to speak or vanish into thin air. “Sapphire was… she was real. Once.”

I’m in deep trouble. It’s just a picture. He could’ve just photoshopped it. Hotsome: Are you still there, SinDeRella? What had gotten into me to use this username? SinDeRella: Something came up. I’ll chat with you when I’m free. Hotsome: How about tonight? I really wanna know more about you. SinDeRella: How would I know you’re not some psychopath? Hotsome: Then we should probably meet.