Renegades By Marissa Meyer Novels & Stories

I saw Celeste's terror. "NO!" I screamed. But no one heard. The fire exploded outward. A silent wave of crimson light. It consumed the hill. The trees. The grave. My body. My ashes. Everything. Then darkness. The system's voice came through the void. Congratulations, host. At the final moment, you achieved one hundred percent romantic affection from Sebastian, Marcus, and Liam. You also achieved one hundred percent familial affection from your brother. Mission successful. You will live again in your original world.

No one followed me. No one stopped me. That was seven months ago. Seven months as a rogue. Seven months of sleeping in forests, hunting my own food, and fighting to survive. My body now carries scars. One across my shoulder from a rogue fight. Another on my thigh from a hunter’s trap. But I am still alive. And I am stronger than the girl who walked out of that office in tears seven months ago. I am no longer weak. I am no longer someone who waits to be chosen.

I hoisted the coarse burlap sack onto my back. "Go on then. Go find your mother, the one who chose glory and power." Dad's voice came out hoarse. He waved his hand as if trying to drive away something ominous. My younger sister, Sunna Jones, hid behind Dad's broad, rigid frame and lifted her chin at me triumphantly. She mouthed the words, "Just you wait, my 'noble' sister." A faint smile flickered across my lips before I turned and stepped into the cold drizzle. The chill pierced my thin clothes like needles, sinking deep into my marrow. My body, constantly eroded by the fractured wolf, craved warmth with a feverish desperation.

She looked at Nora and Kael as if they were total strangers. ​"Can I help you find a book?" Mia asked, her voice sweet and hollow. "We just got a new shipment of 'Billionaire Sci-Fi'." ​Nora’s heart stopped. The "Hard Reboot" hadn't saved them. It had Fragmented them into a world where their enemies were their neighbors and their family were strangers.

I believed I belonged to them even if we are not blood related, until the day they found her. Tazira, their real daughter, stolen as an infant, returned with proof in her blood and face. And from that moment, I was no one. Even my wolf betrayed me that day. She went silent… extinct in my soul, and hasn't stirred since. I only pray she wakes before I take my last breath. The day after Tazira's return, they sent me away to a fishing village on the southern border. I lived there a year, working in a stranger's kitchen, before they brought me back. But not as a family... a maid.

“So now you regret it? Now you want to pretend we were wrong? Cameron, I never thought you could be swayed like this.” “I regret many things,” he replied. “But regret won’t save Ryker. Ember might. And for goodness’ sake, Marliee, at least try to get along with her.” Marliee stared at him as if he had spoken something absurd. Get along? She had passed that stage long ago. That name alone made her feel like she was swallowing thorns. “She will never forgive us,” Marliee said coldly. “And even if she saves Ryker, she will never belong to this family again.”

Chapter 164: Sweetwater Ranch VOLUME 3: ANNA'S HEART "He's coming here to the Sweetwater, can you believe it?" Simone chattered. "Angus McGregor, here at our little guest ranch. Who could have imagined it?" Tight black braids framed her deep mocha face, and her dark brown eyes sparkled with excitement.

The scene was one of tragic redemption, a testament to the power of love and sacrifice. As they held each other, Evan whispered, "Adrian's gone, but he's at peace. He found redemption." Bella nodded, tears streaming down her face. "He did. He saved us." Aaron, sensing the sorrow, wrapped his arms around Evan's neck, holding him tightly. "Uncle Adrian was a hero," he whispered. Evan smiled through tears, his heart heavy with grief but also filled with gratitude for the love and forgiveness that had redeemed his brother's troubled soul.

"Good evening, I'm Sarah Lee and I have some breaking news for our viewers. A new casino in Clyde, Marion, has been the target of gang violence. According to eyewitnesses, the bar was burnt down by members of a notorious gang in the city. The police are investigating the incident and are warning the public to stay away from the area." My hand froze mid-air, popcorn spilling out of my grasp and onto the floor. The reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I lived just a few blocks away from the casino and the thought of gang violence so close to home was frightening. I couldn't help but wonder if this was just the beginning of a new wave of gang activity in Clyde. As I sat on my c

(R18: Not for readers below 18, as this chapter includes mature and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.) Ever’s POV He leaned into my nape, tracing it with soft kisses. My head fell back as I shuddered with every caress, ready to take in the heat that would follow. I snapped back to reality. Wait! We were here. Out in the open. “Hagan, stop…” I tried to break free from his grip. “Someone could... someone could catch us here,” I protested.