Rebels Kanan Jarrus Novels & Stories

Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks. Brent, Jarret’s younger brother is still in the Army. After he gets out, he will be joining the club. His road name will be Army. Joel, Tracker’s younger brother is still in the Marines, when he retires, he’ll also join the club. His road name will be Rebel. CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC

“Both physical and spiritual shields.” On cue, Kieran added, “We also discovered that the rebels drink the potions close to the place they intend to attack and do not react to it. But they can poison others after taking them." “So the plan is to do our best to either get the portions that grant them the ability to pass the poison into our warriors and study them.” Serana picked up from where Kieran stopped, sounding well-informed. “Or get our hand on one of the rebels after they consume the portion.” My brother concluded. “Alive.”

"This is it. We strike tonight, and we hit them hard. The Temple won’t be able to recover if we act fast. We’ve trained for this moment. Now we execute." Sena looked out over the faces of those gathered, her heart swelling with a fierce pride. These people, these rebels—they were her family now. And no matter what happened, they would face it together. --- That night, as the rebellion moved out under the cover of darkness, the desert came alive with the sound of their movement. They moved quickly, silently, a shadow in the night, weaving between rocks and dunes, heading toward the Temple’s outpost. It was a small force, but it was enough. They had the element of surprise, and with the power

Waiting for them beneath the overhang of a collapsed tannery were three figures clad in dark, oil-slicked leather. It was Jaren and his remaining scouts, the eyes and ears of the underground resistance. Jaren looked hollowed out; his left arm was crudely bandaged in blood-stiffened linen, and his face was pale beneath a layer of grease and dirt. "Natalia," Jaren breathed, stepping forward. His eyes immediately locked onto Kael, widening in a mixture of horror and recognition before he forced himself to look away. "We thought you were still buried under the mountain core. The rumors said... well, the rumors said a lot of things."

She inclined against a carton adjacent, arms crossed, her smile dribbling with fulfillment. Lila met her look without jumping. “I wouldn't call it a victory.” Jessa chuckled, the firelight casting glinting shadows over her confront. “Good. Since Kane isn't done with you however. He wants to see what you'll truly do.” Lila stilled, her fingers fixing around the strip of dried meat. “And what precisely does that mean?” Jessa tilted her head toward a bunch of rebels gathering at the edge of the camp. “See for yourself.”

Caleb introduces Rahul to everyone. "Comrades, this is Rahul Taraka. We went to the same school, he is a senior student and just recently graduated," Caleb said introducing him to the group, "This is Alpha Ulric of the Emerald Gorge pack, that one is Arnou son of Marrouk of the Avalon tribe, this little one is Aaron of the southern Coastal tribe, you have met Alina and Amelia. We lead the team going to the underworld, with us is our warriors and elders who would guide us through our journey." Caleb started.

Sienna replied, drawing back her hood, “you would not be standing so close.” “You assume I fear discovery,” he shot back, but there was the faintest twitch of relief in his expression. “Not discovery,” she said. “Execution.” The second rebel stepped out from behind a pillar of cracked marble, his footsteps almost inaudible. Younger than Jarek, wiry, restless, his blond hair tied back with a strip of leather, he regarded her with a mixture of awe and disbelief , the way men looked at fire when they weren’t sure whether to bow to it or run from it.

She had heard about the rebels, and she knew that they were skilled fighters who sought to overthrow the oppressive monarchy and establish a new, more just society. If anyone could help her, it was them. "I need your help," Karen said, stepping towards the rebels. "I need to get out of here and find a way to fight back." The rebel leader smiled. "You've come to the right place, little wolf. We'll help you. But first, you need to prove yourself. You need to show us that you're willing to fight for what you believe in." Karen nodded, feeling a sense of determination fill her. She would do whatever it takes to win her freedom and shape her destiny.

I need to remember why I am here . Christian showed me around and I met some people . Let’s be honest I don’t really like humans , so I won’t say that smiling and hugging work well with me . I just want to get out of here . “Raven , What are your qualifications ?” Irela , assistant manager of which team again? I forgot . Well fuck that . This bitch is getting on my nerves . I don’t usually judge people badly but this woman right here is despicable . The moment I stepped in , she was eyeing me weirdly . Making cringy faces like I wouldn't notice . I hate people like this from the depth of my heart .

Jacque Rhodes, the best dad I have ever seen in a very long time, had fallen to the floor, his life slipping before the crowd that would never understand why. Rebel was so shocked and bewildered, broken even, but I did what I had to do to survive, to get my freedom; Killian had ordered the murder of his own father as he assumed command of the organisation. He should be the guilty one and the bad one – not me. I was obeying a command as a soldier, but I could not stay; I had to go. I shoved the rifle into the bag, its cold metal against the fabric like it did not belong there like it was something that had no place in my life any longer. I ran my hands over my face, trying to calm down, but p