Rebels Synonym Novels & Stories

His statement alone is enough to raise my worries on the state of my family residing somewhere in the border lands, together with all the rebels there is. Rebels are close to what considered as rogues, they are either Lycans and Werewolves who refuse to pick any side and therefore, resides in the lands between the borders of the two worlds. "They rebel for their freedom and oppostion the same way we do." He tells me once we are settled inside. "Now, can you tell me more about the person who got near you?" "His purple eyes were all I could think of, as they seemed to have been filled with magical dusts." I stare into space while continuing to recall those hypnotizing gaze luring my soul in th

Hazel replied, not even slightly bothered. "C'mon guys! We're all on the same side here. Hazel wants to get back home, Abigail wants to partake in the challenge and get her arm back, we just basically busted out of the dungeon and any moment now, Deltas are gonna be sent after us. We have a common enemy." Cara said. "Benard." Mark growled, raw malice and hatred in his eyes. Dude's probably got murder on his mind. Shouts and footsteps were soon echoing from outside the room, making all of us tense up. They were coming this way.

With their ability to cover more ground, the women could spread out, and those that had land riders or who could move faster wouldn’t need to continue at such a slow pace either. Calling out to a few of the other women nearby who were using transporters, she gave them orders to move ahead in groups of three. It seemed as if the rebels had broken into smaller bands. Chances were, most of them had no idea how to use the weapons they had, especially the Dicks. The Mothers would have the element of surprise, speed, accuracy, and a thirst for blood. She’d put her money on her fellow Military Mothers against these ragtag rebels any day. “Let’s go, women!” she shouted, cranking up the speed on her

I owe them that much for all they did for me, when I nearly lost myself. Her face floods my vision, as if she’s standing right before me. Sobs ripping from my chest. I miss her more than I will ever admit. My one chance at happiness and a family, stolen because some demon went on a rampage at a concert, killing over forty people and sucking each and every one of their souls from their bodies. Soraya, my mate, had been there with several other pack members, just ready for a good night. Like I said, we do our best to blend in with society. We gravitate towards the same things other creatures and humans do. In that way, we’re no different.

This was the direct opposite of what rebels would do, and no matter how they try, they do not just want to have a concern for anyone else but themselves. "Look, I do not know how to explain this to you, but I think I have found a new faith, and it is glorious to have people around who care about you and whom you care as much about. More than once those people have saved my life, and I know that it is very free and very comfortable to be a rebel because you can do whatever you want at whatever time it pleases you, but this is not bondage, and I am having all of the freedom that I ever have and also having some token of love," I said to them, but I was rather surprised at the way they were all

It crushed me to the bones and the best I needed was a distraction. Rocco was already waiting when I arrived at our usual spot. We exchanged greetings and he began as soon as we settled down. One thing was certain, Rocco was a member of one of the rebel groups and he wanted to pull me in. "Apart from political ambitions, rebel groups can also help you to get your revenge if you have a Vendetta against anyone. So it's not only for those with political ambitions…. Because I know you don't have such ambition. Do you?" "No…." I responded absentmindedly.

"I will say two things." Reinhard turned his head with an expression that was also equally serious. "First, we're going to find a place, at least somewhere safe enough for Michelle." "Then?" "You said you and Alexis wanted to fight?" "Of course!" "Then, once we find a safe place, we will return to moving as rebel forces. But this time, there is no more hiding." "You mean—" Damien gave a big smile. "Maybe I've had enough of playing it smooth all this time. I want to show those lowly bastards what hell really is."

Each member has a role to play. Rogue Wolves: These are rebels who do not belong to any pack. They are often despised because they primarily rely on instinctive animal behavior, which can lead to disruptive behavior, rule-breaking, and unpredictability. A/N: Thank you for picking up this book. Please leave a kind comment if you like it, and gems!

“Crusher sends his greetings.” The last shot hit Rebel right at the base of the spine, leaving him alive, but not able to move even one inch. The men contemplated him, prone and helpless on the ground, his golden eyes huge in his face, then they shrugged and turned around. “I’m not risking another shot being heard,” the blond one said to his friend, then glanced down at Rebel. “See you in hell, asshole.” “That’ll be way sooner than you think,” Rebel slurred. “When my boys find out what you’ve done here, they’ll come for you, motherfuckers. They’ll come for all of you.”

He looked down at his mate, whose eyes were focused on the flame in the fireplace. "Are you sure?" "Very sure." She sighed again. "But then there are two other groups." "Who are they?" "Rebels and Royalty." "Rebels have Assassins and Bandits." She did not like these wolves herself because they did not really differentiate between pack wolves and rogues. Though she had never encountered one of them, she had heard her friend Kade tell the story of how he was once in a situation where a couple of assassins had captured him and gave him a choice to either join them or die.