Rex Rebels Novels & Stories

"Not anymore." Celia returned after what seemed like a long time, her expression somber as she entered the war room. The tension in the room quickly increased, and everyone went silent while waiting for her report. She did not waste time, her words piercing the air like a razor. "The ultimate adversary," she added quietly but firmly, "isn't the surrounding packs. "It's far worse. A shiver went down my spine. "What do you mean?"" She drew a breath, her gaze shifting to Randall before engaging mine. "There is an alliance of rogue wolves—wolves that were exiled for defying the old order. They've united together under a new leader... "One with a personal vendetta against your bloodline."

I mean, he was one of the most powerful drug Lord here in the city, if not the whole state or perhaps the country It didn't just end there, he was the leader of The Mambas, the most powerful and violent Rebel group in the country, and he also has Alpha blood running through his veins. Yeah, you heard that right, and that's why, The blood moon pack are known to be very ruthless They tend to break every rule set by the werewolves nation, and of course, get away with it all the time

Just the thing is he's got his sins covered up by all the social work he does. "What's up, homies." Xan waved, sipping a glass of chia water. "Not really good." Conor replied. "Some newly appointed cop is trying to breach my drugs warehouses." I sat there quietly, watching him share more. I don't take part in conversations much because they eventually lead to the talks of women. And I am not ready to share about my women with them or talk about another one. "Sorry, guys," Finally Rogue joined in. "Hello, fellas." Evan was beside Rogue, winking at the screen.

My handwriting greets me, neat and precise, every page is carefully dated, observation supported by evidence but everything here is written only for my understanding, nobody can understand unless they use magic I flip through page after page, drug distribution routes, suspicious medical shipments, private meetings disguised as charity events, missing financial records, payments made under fake company names, the deeper I go, the heavier my chest becomes and every thread leads back to Father and Aaron. A network of medical fraud capable of destroying everything they have built if it ever reaches the wrong hands. Back then, I only wanted enough evidence to protect Father and I thought he had b

Aric POV Adrian rushed past me and tossed a gun to Sinclair. “What the fuck?!” “I’ll explain later, Aric. Let’s go!” As soon as we reached the battle, our guards were struggling. Behind me, I see Alpha Austin and Luna Rebel. I’ve heard legends about Rebel. I’ve heard her brutal way of cutting warriors and rogues down.

Austin started growling and jumped in front of the video, “With all due respect, my mother would not joke about something this delicate. Your granddaughter was treated no better than a slave by the very Harris Lawson who told you that your daughter and grandpup had both died!” His anger is palpable. Renata smiles at her son and touches his arm. “Perhaps you would like to see your granddaughter? Her name is Rebel Lawson. She is 23 years old, which tracks with the timeline. Not to mention she is a spitting image of Sydney.” I see both Reid and Adele look at each other and my grandmother puts her hand over her mouth. I see tears forming in her eyes. “She is there with you right now?” I take a d

The sixteen allies, united by the common thread of freedom, huddled in secrecy, far from the prying eyes of Athena's enforcers. Maximus, his eyes gleaming with a fierce resolve, took charge of the impromptu war council. "We cannot afford to underestimate Bastian and his soldiers. Our survival hinges on outsmarting them at every turn," he declared, his voice a low murmur carrying the weight of rebellion. The rebels, a diverse group with different backgrounds and skills, listened intently. Among them were former gladiators, skilled artisans, and even a few who possessed knowledge of the wilderness – a formidable blend of talents that Maximus sought to harness.

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.

The machine of Aeternum was already moving, and nothing in Lone Star could stop its march. The air I breathed was thick with the scent of ozone and the damp earth of Star City’s forgotten underbelly. My comms unit crackled with static, a faint echo of the chaos brewing above. This was it. The final act. Below, in the suffocating dark, the rebels were amateurs — bakers, smiths, washerwomen, apprentices. Their blades were dull, their hands trembling, but their hearts, I knew, pounded with a conviction stronger than any steel. They were not alone, not truly.

I heard the familiar voice of Gonzalo ring from behind me. Natasha jumps on my body, clutching her hands to my chest, as I try to shield her face from meeting his own. “Am I missing something here, Raul? If not, why is the first daughter of the house of Miklaus in the company of the rebel leader?” The bass of his voice rose as his eyes glowed angrily at us. The clouds crackled lightly, and soon the sky started to tear up.