Rebels Zeb Orrelios Novels & Stories

Ashina asked. " Zeeb," Orwella answered. "Zeeb has my family, he has my mother, my father, and everyone dear to me in his custody," Orwella answered. Ashina could feel her blood boil at the name that Orwella had just mentioned. Zeeb was her greatest enemy and she couldn't wait to finally have her revenge against him. A glint flashed through her eyes as she thought of how their final battle would be. She was going to make sure he wept bitter tears for all the wickedness he had done.

“I feel like I'm holding up a mountain with a broken arm. Elijah’s brother is still out there. The coven is still watching. This was just one battle.” “And you won it,” Kaelen said, joining them. He bowed his head slightly, his loyalty shining in his eyes. “The Midnight Rose pack is behind you, Rebel. As your Beta, I will ensure that the patrols are doubled. We will find Enzo’s trail. He cannot hide forever, especially not now that we know he is working with the Pale Moon. He underestimated you, and that will be his undoing.” Rebel looked at Elijah, who was standing a few feet away, talking to the high council. He looked tired, but the way he kept glancing back at her showed that he was no l

“You did what had to be done. But next time— if there will ever be one— we will find another way. One where you aren’t alone in whatever realm you have to go to.” Rowan exhaled loudly, rubbing the back of his neck. “So what now? We know Zerathos is more powerful than we thought. We know he’s still trying to get inside Ava’s head. And we know that the rebels lost one of their biggest weapons.” “The rebels won’t give up,” Darius muttered. “They still have weapons made from the Dark Forge, and now that they’ve lost the light-infused bombs, they’ll be desperate. They might try something reckless.”

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. "Back at Myozola, those with powers were free to go to the Moka, the wells to drink freely and have their powers boosted but the Force destroyed hundreds of those wells and left just a few guarded, for those that agreed to work for them. We were doing research and that's how we came up with the fruits. It was to make us stronger even without having to drink from Moka," explained Koyala. He then proceeded," Now, the Force would never send its soldiers after you unless you are a potential threat to them. So we brought you here to r

“What the f-k did you wake me up so early to say?” “We sent an extraction team to your warehouse hideout, Ms Carter,” Phillip Salem said calmly. “As you knew that we would. They have not returned. Your allies at the warehouse are now considered hostile and dangerous, and as such we will be sending a larger force for the purpose of suppressing the rebels at that location.” Aislen saw Connery move, out of the corner of her eye, the rogue alpha adjusting his weight on his feet, and his eyes glowing with his wolf, preparing to fight.

I almost grimaced when Kine introduced me, but I kept quiet and played along. "Hello," I said to the glum-faced Drakkonian who was sitting in front of me and was giving me a suspicious look. In comparison to the other Drakkonians present, he had highly distinctive features. Except for the monarch, all the Drakkonians had orange eyes; his eyes were dark red. His left shoulder had more of his spiky scales. "Rednor here; this is Ruel. The second in command to the King," Rednor cocked his head away as he said, "Ruel." Pleasant to meet you, The manner in which he had said that seemed strange.

Thalia said, the pain from my split head was nothing compared to the one these two had inflicted on my heart, they were both the two people I trusted the most in this world, and now, they're the two people that was ending my existence. “let's get it over with,” I hear Thalia say as she picks up her shovel, and Lucien does the same. within a matter of seconds, I could feel sand being poured on my body; I was being buried, ALIVE! As they covered up my whole body and began to pour the sand over my face, a tear slid out of my eye, everywhere was getting dark, and before I knew it, there was no ray of moonlight again, I was completely beneath the ground, buried some feet down, and I could feel my

The only rebels that had escaped the initial battle had been located hours ago, on the other side of the town, headed toward Aricornia. Despite Lightning’s confessions and all of the information White had gotten from her when she’d shot Hurricane, the forest was expansive, and these rebels had tools the Motherhood couldn’t combat. Tablets that told them where the Mothers were located, so long as they had their monitors on, which they had to keep on in order to communicate with one another. Shields that hid fire and smoke. Another device that would keep the hounds from scenting them. How they had managed to create all of these tools and keep them a secret from the Military Mothers was beyond

"When I was drowning in the struggle for power, Karen was always there. She offered me comfort and encouragement. I was grateful for that, yes. But the only one I ever loved was Sera." The moment the words left my mouth, another man burst into the room with a small package. I tore it open, finding a tiny voice recorder inside. I pressed the play button. A familiar voice filled the room, cold and calculating. "Karen's been dead for a long time. So what? Your stupid parents will only believe me. All I have to do is put on a little show, and they'll always side with me. That idiot, Macro? He's no different..." The air was sucked from my lungs. A sharp, icy dread pierced my heart.