Rebels Zeb Orrelios Novels & Stories

"The men who fall in love with you don't let go easily." I turned to face him. "Including you?" "Including me," he nodded seriously. "Never." Three months later, we were in Las Vegas. The MGM Grand. A high-stakes negotiation was happening tonight. Control over the East Coast arms smuggling routes. A two-hundred-million-dollar deal. Leo and I were there representing the Russian syndicate. "Who's our competition?" I asked the hotel manager. "The Vitale family." My fingers twitched. A year. I thought I'd never have to hear that name again.

He paused somehow and continued, "This is Ramos speaking, one of the members of the Orion." Orion was the team I was leading, and Ramos, together with Taylor, Arthur, and Ysabelle, were part of it. The Altair was led by Jaycel, while Zian was leading the Sirius, and the one who was leading the Antares was still unknown to all of us.

"But your judgment is compromised. You threw yourself in front of a firing squad for a man who tried to blow you up. You are reckless." "I am alive!" I shouted. Stepping into his personal space. I had to crane my neck to look him in the eye. "And I am the Tether. If you go into a nest of rebels without me and the Rot hits, you're dead. Is that the plan? Suicide by stupidity?" "The plan is to keep you breathing!" Barzil roared back. The sound vibrated in my chest. He was angry. Good. I was angry too. My blood heated.

She was, after all, one of the people nobody should mess with at school. Just like his mother, Mira Mogan, Cole Hill had a great sense of justice. In her past life, they did not really meet at school since Evely did not attend classes often. But when they did meet when they were older, their interactions were always bad. This boy would grow up to be a very snotty adult with hero tendencies. Since Evely was a villain, then he was her “nemesis”. He unknowingly helped her surrogate mother teach Evely a lesson by believing the lies Eileen Hunt fed him.

When he glanced up at Zeke, he let out a derisive scoff. Zeke sat down, his gaze unwavering. “This shouldn’t be hard for either of us. I need you to tell me everything you know.” The rogue, Reo, sat in silence, his eyes defiant. Behind his rebellious facade was a deep loyalty to his pack. Though not as skilled as Naya or Billy, Reo was certainly capable of escaping this dungeon. The only reason he hadn’t was that he and his companions had a mission—they came to find Naya.

“I’ve been discussing solutions to our problem with the council, and they suggested something that I am not in favor of, but it’s something that can work.” “And this something involves me?” He nodded. “Exactly. We need the Rebels as allies. We need their extra strength if we’re going to take on both the Snakes and the Mezcals.” “How can I help? You know I’d do anything for the club,” I said. He made a pained face. “Don’t say that.” “It’s the truth. You’ve never asked a thing of me, but I’ve gotten so much from you all.” “Please,” he said, holding his hands up, “stop. Listen to me.” He put his cigar out. “The leader of the Rebels, his name is Jetter. You know this story?”

To not be the bargaining chip. ‎ ‎Zayden watched me like he was trying to weigh which thing would hurt less. ‎ ‎“We don’t,” he said finally. His voice was sharp and final. “We don’t hand you over to a traitor.” ‎ ‎Relief flared up so hot I almost cried. But barely a second later his expression darkened. ‎ ‎“But we need leverage,” he added. “And we need to know who else is involved.” ‎ ‎The room felt suddenly colder.

Aldric's POV The next two days pass in a bit of a blur. Despite his aversion to religion, Baron honours the rituals and celebrations to the letter of The Book. I don’t usually come here to celebrate, but this year Baron insisted that I attend. Almost all the elders are here. The only exception is Vesper, my brother. He’s an open traitor, working with the human rebellion. Baron placed a price on his head years ago, but no one can seem to find Vesper. I know exactly where he is, but I’d rather drink battery acid than tell Baron.

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