Rebels Phantom Novels & Stories

Phantom yelled as he walked in, his rifle aimed at the mother and daughter. Savannah was more surprised with her eyes closed than the two of them. 'This man is really a reckless one!' She yelled in her head. What he did angered the b*tches even more. Phantom sabotaged her plans. Phantom's mother, who was crying, turned to face her son. She sobs as she looks at her son. "My son..." She spoke in hushed tones. "I'm glad to see you again, Mommy. Thank God, I didn't believe their deceptive words," Phantom told his mother.

He picked up his phone and spoke in a chilling monotone. “Target in sight. We’ll be able to avenge the Second Commander soon.” From the other end, Black Shark—Raze—replied, “Good. Make sure Sebastian and the others are wiped off the face of the earth.” The call ended. The man, Phantom, toyed with a small detonator in his hand. He could trigger it at any moment—but he was waiting for the perfect timing. Meanwhile, James and Tyler were circling behind the building, searching for an entry point. But the structure was exposed and unstable. Any direct approach risked being spotted by Megan, which could end in disaster.

the Phantom was broadcasting. "Mommy!" The hatch of the gunship hissed. Leo stepped onto the ramp, ignoring Marcus’s reaching hand. He stood there, small and fragile in the harsh floodlights, his sapphire-gold eyes darting between the two of us. The silence that followed was absolute. The Phantom didn't lunge. She didn't attack. She dropped to one knee in the mud, her crimson coat spreading around her like a pool of blood. She opened her arms, the same way I used to do in the basement when the nightmares were too loud.

Saving my pack and the rebels. I grab my training gear and move to the bathroom, working out my new plan as I go through the daily motions. The first thing on the docket is getting packs to join me, sadly this is also the hardest thing on my list. I’m nothing more than a low-ranking wolf exiled from my pack for betraying them. This is why I have decided I need to travel back the way I came and seek the help of the rogues. They are the original rebels and where I technically belong with them.

Becca said, and I nodded in appreciation as she left. "I didn't expect that you'd come back here." She looked around, smiling. "I also didn't expect to be back here but I wanted to see you." "See me?" I squinted my eyebrows at her, surprised. Mirabelle wanting to see me was something new. "Yea, I shouldn't be telling you this but I just thought I should pay you back for helping me by informing you." "Ok , so what is it? "There's a rebel group, fighting for the equal treatment of female wolves and I want you to join," she whispered, keeping her voice low.

Bellatrix was right-The servant doesn't live in that abandoned, haunted palace. He also had a tandem standing outside. Setting Fire to Nicholas's coffin, Bellatrix came out of the palace and hid behind the bushes. She was waiting for Coach One. The servant came out a little later. Bellatrix carefully climbed back as she sat down in the coach's seat. She crawled and hid under the seat. Coachvan began to run the tandem to the sound of slapping the horse's skin.

"You're quite popular around here, you know." I scoffed. "The only place my fame blooms in, is Greenville and it's for a bad cause." I answered dryly. "Greenville might know you as the son of a traitor but outside Greenville, you're known as The Rebellious Alpha." He replied and immediately some of his friends looked back at us. "I'm no Alpha, Gabriel." "Well you are, you do have Alpha blood running through your veins and of course, you're the only man who challenged Alpha Jason's position." Gabriel explained. "So technically, you're the rebellious Alpha."

“There were five of us, but because he was being hysterical, we did not move at all— not unlike the other group.” “How about them? How many of them stepped into the boundary?” James thought for a while before answering. “There were seven of them— one was the guy who got trapped and went missing,” he answered. “I see…” Evie lapsed into silence as she pondered. Seven people, but one of them was certainly dead. So, there were still six people who were probably still in danger. The rest of the group were not trapped because they were not the chosen sacrifice. But it didn’t mean they were spared. The creatures that Richard saw— those skull masked phantoms were weak elementals, yes.

"You're okay, I guess." The rest of the ride was quiet. When the car stopped, I stormed out. After I slammed the door, I heard him call my name. I turned, confused, and saw Daniel's face half-hidden in the shadows. He spoke softly. "The truth is, it wasn't Jeffrey who comforted you back then. It was me. Jeffrey poisoned Bobby and killed him." I felt like I had been hit by lightning and just stared at him. "Why should I believe you?" "The white frangipani flower, remember?"

I scoffed lightly, Better to die by their guns than to have that handcuff shamelessly cuffed around my wrist. The moment I saw a tiny spot for me to escape through I dashed towards it, calculating in my head that they wouldn’t want to fire bullet in an open space where majority of civilians are. But I was wrong, at the first step I took, I felt bullet pierce into my body, by the time I had moved three steps away, numerous shots had been fired into my body, i coughed out blood and slumped to my knee. My lips stretched into a smile and I looked up at Damon, “Send my hate to the rest of you guys,”