Rebels Vader Novels & Stories

Zayne snarled, gripping the hilt of the dagger like it was Pyro's neck he was squeezing. "The rebels aren't a group of sane men, Zayne. We're all mad. Only a madman can stand against the parliamentarians." Pyro chuckled, but it was more psychotic than humorous. "To join the rebels, you must be mad, and what other way to show your madness than to hurt your mate and the moon child. Just one swipe to the dagger, and you'll be part of us, the rebels."

I watch as he walks around to be in front of me and holds a curved dildo looking thing with a wide circle base. "This is the vibrator. It's remote controlled so I'll be able to turn up the intensity with this remote." He walks back around to my ass and I hear a bottle of lube being opened. I groan when the tip of the vibrator pushes into me. Daddy pushes it in slowly until the round base is nestled between my ass cheeks. I wait patiently as he sits back down and looks me in the eye.

“I can break your neck right here, and it would be much kinder than what I’ve done to others who dared to challenge me.” “Do it, Connor. End what angers you so much, just one move and you’ll be free of this rebel,” Selene responds without hesitation. The alpha blinks at his mate’s daring comment. His eyes roam her face, and the heat of his palm on her waist burns her skin. His fingers dig into her flesh, and he has to suppress the moan that violently bubbles from deep within his chest. “Do you really have such a death wish?” the alpha questions through clenched teeth.

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

“These are extraordinary times, but I’ll give you this one chance: If you do not wish to join the war, this is your one and only opportunity to walk away. Right now, before we give you your orders.” No one moves. Where will they go anyway? The other vampires will kill them on the spot for supporting us, and news about the neophytes attacking everything remotely human reached them even all the way up here. They have nowhere to go. It's fight or die. “Good. Let it be known that from here on out, desertion and treason will be punishable by death.” “What?” Kevin hisses. “You heard me. I’m not taking any chances. The stakes are too high.”

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

"Thank you, Enrico, and thank you all. Our journey will not be easy, but with each of you standing with me, I know we can overcome any obstacle. We must stay focused, rely on our training, and trust in one another." She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping across the determined faces before her. "Remember, this is not just about seeking revenge. It is about reclaiming our dignity and ensuring that no one else suffers at the hands of those who abuse their power. We are fighting for a future where justice and compassion reign." ‌ The young rebels nodded, their determination unwavering. They knew the risks they were about to face, but their belief in Virginia's cause burned brightly within th

Hope. "The war is over" I said. My voice carried across the clearing and everyone could hear me even though I spoke quietly. The goddess's power made my words reach every ear. "Varek is dead and the rebellion has failed" I continued. I looked at each of them as I spoke. "You can see his body and you know what I can do and you know you cannot win." Some of the rebels looked at Varek's corpse. At the blood pooling around him in the dirt. At the man who had promised them freedom and instead led them to death.

These boys were taught how to handle firearms and were being prepared to combat the government. During the assault led by Hunter and the Astral Guardian on the rebel base, a fierce battle erupted between their forces and the combined strength of the rebels and rogues. Some rebels perished, as they refused to surrender. Despite Hunter's reluctance to see bloodshed, he had no choice since negotiations with the rebels were impossible. One of the rebel leaders was killed in the clash. Meanwhile, the rogues involved in the group resisted capture and left Hunter and his team no alternative but to neutralize them. While some rogues managed to escape and remain in hiding, among the rebels, one fled

They didn't look like liberators; they looked like executioners who had finally found their god. "Put the rifles down!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the cracked obsidian walls. I stepped in front of Dante, my wings unfurling to their full, jagged span. The "Obsidian-Gold" in my feathers was flickering, dying out, replaced by a dull, smoky grey as the Void-Hybrid in my womb continued to drain my reserves. "He is your King’s father! He is the reason the sky didn't fall!" The lead rebel, a man whose face was a jagged map of thermal burns and Lagos-scars, didn't lower his "Anti-Matter" rifle. His eyes were fixed on Dante—or what was left of him.