Royal Academy Rebels Novels & Stories

One side was defending the academy, while the other side seemed to want to destroy the people defending the academy. "Hahaha, dear academy head. You'd better give up and let this academy become the property of our Zan family!" shouted a young man holding a sword in his hand. The man was Duke Zan's first son, who had helped his father carry out the rebellion. He was also a young swordsman in the Chen kingdom, and now that the rebellion had taken place, he had begun his campaign by taking control of the royal academy. Of course, the reason he did this was because there were many history books there about the former kingdom and also how the Chen kingdom was built. "Never! We are the people of t

“No. Not yet. A quick war is too merciful for him. I want him to suffer the way I suffered — publicly, humiliatingly. I want him to feel the same betrayal and shame he inflicted on me in front of the entire pack.” A dangerous, vengeful smile tugged at my lips for the first time since my return. “Send a formal royal delegation first. Invite him to the grand banquet celebrating the return of the long-lost princess. My true identity will be revealed publicly there. Then we demand justice for the attempted murder of the Alpha King’s daughter. Let every pack in the realm witness his shame. And when he comes begging… or fighting… I’ll be waiting. Not as the weak, barren Luna he discarded. But as P

"The Rebel Army? " "Listen, Eva, there' s a secret I' ve never told anyone. The Rebel Army is a rogue army formed to fight against the rule of Lycan King. They lurk in the Rosebud Pack disguised as ordinary residents. And Daniel is the leader of the Rebel Army. My guess is that Daniel gave the order for the the Rebel Army to kill you in secret. " "My Goddness, so does Lycan King know about this? "

For a long heartbeat, nothing moved. Then the courtyard shifted, tectonic, hearts and loyalties realigning—or refusing. Rhea slapped a fist to her chest, eyes fierce. “You want rogues held back and walls patched from the *outside,* storm-girl?” she called. “I’m there. We’ve been missing someone who knows which way the wind is blowing.” Rebel hesitated, tension written in every line of him. Then he nodded once, sharp. “I don’t like being told what to do by pups,” he said. “But I like losing wolves less. If you can keep more from walking into those cracks, I’ll hold the lines you point at.”

“… Of course, you haven’t listened, you have 1000 muscles and none of them are a brain. Like I told you, the Royal Academy represents the spear of the kingdom, to put it simply, we are the nobles who vowed to use force to defend our people, concretely, the academy needs powerful people and is therefore technically open to any person... any person who would be an emissary, of course. Next to us, we have Saint Nova, the academy strictly… You know what is Saint Nova, right?” Hope pretended to think, causing Thomas to sigh in despair, but he patted his shoulder and smiled. “I’m kidding, I know what it is, Nova academy is like our magnificent academy but is strictly reserved for nobles without po

Rebel rambled out. “Princess,” Storm looked down at River, “is that what you wanted to tell us?” “Yesh, mama. She say her name is Undra.” She smiled. “Yeah, mama. My wolf name is Baltar.” Rebel said as he kept bouncing on his toes. “Ryder, what about you?” Blaze asked. “His name Ezwa.” “So, they talk to you know?” Storm asked. Rebel closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were a deep dark green around black orbs. Blaze looked closely. “Baltar?” He asked.

Ryan asked. "The thing is Sir, Rebels are not exactly rogues but they do appear like rogues. According to rumors, the members are abandoned or underappreciated wolves from different packs in the world and their leader is supposedly a product of a werewolf and a wizard. They were brought together by their hatred for people in power and will gladly accept any job that relates to taking down authoritative figures in a pack. So basically, they're hired murderers who use sorcery and their strength to murder their victims," Ivan explained and a thought immediately crossed Ryan's mind.

“Any word on the Rebel situation?” “They’re out here, for sure. We didn’t run into any, but every group we came across was dripping in weapons and had tales about the coven. It sounds like they’re spreading out, breaking into factions of five or six people. The Alpha Kings of Tarsian and Crescent Falls say the rebel activity in their kingdoms has been silent since the princesses were dispatched.”

She would do whatever it takes to win her freedom and shape her destiny. She would prove herself to the rebels and take down the corrupt monarchy. "Alright," Karen said, her voice firm. "What do I need to do?" The rebel leader's smile widened. "We need you to help us steal something very important from the palace. The werewolf king's crown." Karen's eyes widened. The werewolf king's crown was said to be enchanted with powerful magic, making it an extremely valuable and dangerous artifact. But Karen knew that she had no choice. If she wanted to earn the rebels' trust and earn her freedom, she had to help them.

Elder Marc was leaning a little in his chair with his eyes focused. "What was conceived of me is connected to a family tree that has been thought dead most of the time—a royal family that has the ability to save and the ability to ruin. I am the only one left. " The tone of my voice was steady, but the words were expensive to me. "I am learning how to do it. I never was through learning how. And the night of the attack showed that." One of the warriors in the front, a broad-shouldered man, was talking without holding his hand. "And should it repeat itself? When you lose the reins a second time, then who can we bury?"