Rebels Kenobi Novels & Stories

They haul me to my feet with such urgency that said "the faster they get this over with, the better it would be for everyone" They proceed to drag me through the trees like a plague they could not bear to touch. When we finally come to a stop at the clearing just at the edge of the forest, torchlight flared and I see them in the distance. The Moon council, looking exactly like the stories had described. The same seven figures, the same silvery black robes, the same air of entitlement and superiority, the same elder with ice in his eyes stood at the center. He looks at me like he had finally won a game I had no idea we were playing.

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

But she doesn’t know about the malnourishment Rebel suffered. “Mom, how about I explain it to you over dinner?” I say as we head inside. As Rebel and I make our way to the bedroom, as she strips down, she turns around and says, “Alpha Kaden is working with rogues Austin. He is going to try again. I think we only bought a couple of weeks max. But we need to do something about this situation.”

I blink, the memory of the moment I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that Kenna was my mate drifts back into the recesses of my mind where it refuses to fade away entirely. She’s looking at me like she did that day–broken, confused, and scared. “Why are the Rebels after me?” she asks quietly. I stand and hop to another boulder, putting less distance between us as I sit back down. “What do you know about the Rebels?” She draws her knees against her chest, resting her chin on her left kneecap as she faces the inky dark horizon. “Not much. I know there have been whispers of conflict brewing, but the past few months, my priorities have been preparing for the Rite and–” She cuts herself off.

Damon said as he walked into the living room. After Geraldine died, Novan was sentenced to life imprisonment for attempted murder and a number of other crimes, Michelle and Jade however got a lighter sentence. They were both sentenced to two years imprisonment each, there wasn’t any evidence that they were a party to either Novan and Geraldine’s plans. Turns out that Daphne was pregnant, actually makes sense to why Novan must have protected her.

But I can take a few punches before dissolving the entire plan Malin and I have constructed. "No...Listen to me, you don't want to hurt me," I warn them, trying to shuffle back, but it's hard when I'm losing balance with every movement. "You're the daughter of that Noble, aren't you?" the Rebel exclaims, getting back to his feet. I can hear the grin in his voice, mingling with the pure, uncompromising hatred. "I'm going to take so much pleasure in killing you." "Kill? Since when do you kill?" I snap, glaring up at him.

“And whose kindness allows you to live?” “Yours. Your kindness.” Tears streamed down Clint’s face now. His features scrunched as he let out an ugly cry. Lily almost felt sorry for him. “And do you know the rules?” Rebel asked. His voice was so cold and calculated, it wrapped a chill around her despite the humid summer air. Clint struggled to form a sentence. “A-anyone who l-l-lays a hand on a child or a woman…is…is.…” “…is no servant of mine,” Rebel finished. “You exist solely because I allow

she says, “we face it together.” I nod. But inside, I know what I’ll have to do if the reboot reaches completion. Because the system only recognizes one code as its origin point — mine. If Genesis reawakens, it will come for me first. --- Liana’s POV Morning breaks with a sky the color of steel. I wake to find Axel gone, a note pinned to the console. > I’m going to finish what I started. If I’m not back by nightfall, destroy the cube. The words blur as my hands shake. “No, no, no…”

Within ten minutes, every newsroom and online streaming service was tuned into that one channel, and the world watched in glee as they executed one corrupt leader after the other. For a little while, the humans celebrated. They blamed their leaders for all the pains in the world. All the wars, the famine, the death and suffering, and they weren’t wrong, but with absolutely no one and nothing to keep them in check, the humans ran riot within days. I walked into the catacombs a week after Simone's grandfater, a boy named Morten, was born. Athenia promised me that she would make sure the golden children stayed safe, but shit went horribly wrong when the compound where he hid them was raided. Al

'We will come back as the new ruler, I will become the new King,' his mind speaks after him. Lucas looked at him in the eye measuring the words that just came out of his mouth. He still feels reluctant about what his nephew is saying. He just can't just give his trust in him fully. "Stay, you have no place in that quest. Everyone is accounted for and has a role to play. You cannot bring something that you don't even know of," Lucas said "I know now who's the flame," Aiden said "So what if you knew? What can you do? Will you be able to command the other guardians? Do you even know what the flame needs to do after coming to the underworld?" Lucas asked him