Rebels Zeb Orrelios Novels & Stories

"Then, shall it be, the wrath of Olga shall fell upon you. Your heads will be ornaments on her throne. Your children shall satisfy our hunger and bones be accesories within our bodies." The Keriekos were offended with what the Zebuar was saying. A few arrows can be seen flying upon the sky. This time, the night crawler made a long jump backwards. His eyes glared at me and to everyone. "This sealed your faith, Keriekos," were his final words before disappearing. "We should have beheaded him," Pierre remarked. He was here, I didn't notice. Though I want to say a word to voice out my gratitude, I could not. My body was not yet done trembling.

I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me. Just as I turned to answer him, all the torches, candle stands, and chandeliers in the hall went out leaving us in total darkness. I tried to navigate my way around the darkness for a few seconds but before I could make it to Valerian, I felt someone seize me by the neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Illyria!!”

Bellatrix fell down with pain in her hands and knees. "Nicholas!" cried Bellatrix in pain. Nicholas looked ahead, ignoring her. His throat roared, "Andrei!" "Big brother. You came! We've completed your order. This bloody sister is no more now," said Andrei. His eyes twinkle; he can finally complete the task.

Meanwhile, a master fighter holding a laptop stood up and answered, “I’ve got it, sir! The person who killed Octavius, Cohen, and the others was a Rheasian youth!” “What? Just a Rheasian youth?” The leader’s thick eyebrows scrunched together and his expression was extremely unpleasant. His eyes had widened in anger. The master class fighter hastily trotted over with his back lowered to show the laptop screen to the leader. Moreover, he said cautiously, “Sir, this is the person…” The leader’s sharp gaze stared at the laptop screen coldly and saw Zayn!

A former high ranking soldier he was till he faked his death ten years ago to set up 'Horizon Zero'. "Old man, if you look up from your laptop, you will know who is standing before you." Abel responded. Lionel took his eyes off his screen, and looked at Abel for the first time since they both stood in front of him. His eyes widened a bit, as he instantly recognized Abel. Lionel stood up from his office chair. "Abel Oliz." Lionel slowly said. "You have decided to Join us." He walked towards Abel and placed his right hand on Abel's left shoulder. "Welcome to Horizon Zero."

he asked, his voice deep and steady. I nodded, following his gaze to where Adriana occupied the couch we had left earlier. “I think it’s best if you sit down and tell me what you saw when Reaper attacked Armando’s compound,” he continued as we walked back. I lowered myself onto the cold cushion, ready to hear more. “I’m Orlando, the leader of the Scottsdale crew. I might have a way to convince the Elders to believe your account of seeing Reaper, so Reaper can face some consequences for his actions,” he explained, taking a seat on the log table in front of us.

His tone was hard and heavy and filled with fire. “Yes, Executor Belynn,” said his assistant. “We’ve got a Reborn somewhere in our roster right? Give her cutting edge everything - armor, weapons, meds. Have her go for the ape the moment she’s able. Tell her to pound it deep into the sand. Then prep an intel package against Szereth. Time to crush his margins to nothing.”

The initials 'JG' and 'SL' gave it away—Jeffrey had set up the fireworks just for Sophie. Just like clockwork, Sophie sent me a video bragging about it. [Listen up, Jeffrey made this show for me and me alone. So what if you were childhood friends? So what if you're pregnant? He doesn't love you. [I guess your wedding isn't such a big deal. In the end, it's me he loves.] Then, a message from someone with a black profile picture popped up on my screen. I smirked at their words. Tonight was going to be the last blast for those two.

A deafening crash echoed from the outer corridors, and the door burst open again. But this time the attackers were not just rebels. Leading them was Dark Elder Timothy. “Found you,” he hissed. Behind him, dozens of rebels flooded through the broken defenses. “They broke through the outer guards!” One guard shouted. Zane turned instantly, his fur soaked in blood. Yet, even in his monstrous Alpha form, I could see the strain in his movements. He had already used too much power. Elder Timothy pointed directly at me. “Take the heir.” The rebels approached me immediately. Zane threw himself into their path with a ferocious roar, but his claws moved slightly slower now, and his breath came heavier