Rex Rebels Novels & Stories

"Hey, Hunter. Rebel. This is my wife, Felicia. This is Hunter Henson and his wife, Rebel. Rebel is half-owner of the Shot In The Dark pub." "Nice to meet you both. I love Shot In The Dark." "Thank you. I like your dress, Felicia." "Thanks, Rebel. This is my first time at one of these events," I admit. "I remember my first time, you'll enjoy yourself. I promise. Everyone is here for a good cause." "Is Jaxson and Maggie here tonight?" Collins asks the couple. "No, they couldn't make it. The baby is sick." "That's too bad. I was hoping to introduce them to Felicia," Collins turns to me, "Jaxson is Rebel's brother. Jaxson's a private investigator. He owns one of the biggest P.I. companies around

It was obvious that this MC was allied with the Rebels closely. As I got a look at the MC name of the back of one of their jackets, I could feel myself pale. "The Saints?" Viper asked in a weak voice. The Saints were one of the largest MC's around, as big as the Lost Boys and just as vicious. If they were with the Rebels, it was going to be harder than I though to get Petal and Margo back. "You fucking traitor! You're no brother of mine!" Shooter yelled at Joker who just shrugged.

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ)POV "I can assure you Mr Black that you won't regret working with us... As you already know, we are the best in this field, and despite having so many other franchises, we are still at the top of the charts, once you give your approval for this project, we will not only own the chart but the returns will be used for the betterment of the country" I explained with a smile on my face. Mr Black smiled. "A lot of people want that land that you are after Scarlet Antonio Rivera... And you are so young... "

RAVEN “What’s up , beautiful?” Christian cheered with a wide grin on his smug face . “Nothing much .” I replied . “Something wrong?” He asked with concern. “No .. it’s just him.” I pointed to Aiden’s office . He was still buried in his files and computer . “What about him?” Christian asked , sipping his coffee. “He looks really exhausted but won’t take a break .” I said , sighing . “Hmm. Actually , there is this problem with the new project we have with Artfree corp.” He said , looking at me .

It took less than a day for the scandalous video of Pembroke Group's CEO and his housekeeper to go viral. "Whoa, isn't that housekeeper the influencer who claimed she could reverse aging in 30 days?" "Oh, please. That middle-aged woman was just a scammer. Didn't you watch her later livestreams? It was fucking disgusting!" "Mr. Pembroke has quite the appetite." Due to the cheating scandal, Pembroke Group's stock price continued to drop. I seized the opportunity to buy in. Marcus stormed into my office and hurled the photos I had sent him onto my desk.

“What, like some neighborhood boys who stole sugar from shops?” ‎ ‎“No,” he said flatly. ‎ ‎“Oh.” ‎ ‎He stepped a bit closer, and for once, I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. My legs felt like jelly. ‎ ‎“They called themselves the Sun Slashers,” he continued. “They were violent. Connected. They controlled a lot of supplies and territory.” ‎ ‎I frowned. “Supplies? Like what, spare parts? Petrol?” ‎ ‎His eyes flicked to mine. “Not the legal kind.”

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.

His grip was firm, almost desperate. “No... no, we can fix this,” he pleaded, his voice cracking under the weight of his panic. “We’ll figure something out. Please, let’s just create another document. We can make this right.” His eyes were filled with desperation, a man clutching at the last strands of control. He wasn’t ready to let go of the company, of the power. Logan begged like his life depended on it, his voice trembling with desperation. “Ruby, please,” he repeated, over and over, like a man with no tomorrow.

Hela," Ramon's daughter, is as disagreeable as you say, wouldn't my lordship over the pack and her father's lordship intercede on marrying her?" Red roared in anger, "This offer is suspicious! How can a father devalue his daughter to this extent?! He presents her to you as a wife, and on top of that, he hands you his position?!. There's no doubt that there's a mystery behind that." "Hela Marcos is not our mate either." Our strength comes from the rogue, you stupid. Alex, realize that this rebel has increased our strength, and we haven't even tagged her yet. Imagine what happens after we leave our mark on her!"

I said to them and they all looked up at me. “I have to admit, we were a bit stumped that a human could hit so hard.” Thom laughed. “Sean Taylor, the current President of The Reapers runs the drug operations, his Vice President, Jordan Reed isn’t involved, there are six innocents in that club, the rest are all guilty and tonight execution will commence,” I said. “Execution?” Simon said the word in disbelief. “It’s this Council’s opinion that reform isn’t an option, they need to be executed and the leadership given to Jordan Reed, who will lead that club in a different direction,” I said to him.