Royal Academy Rebels Novels & Stories

"Rabi'a and Abdullah dated back in their school, they where the school cutest couple. All the people that attended their school in Malaysia knows them, they where planning to get married that's when Rabi'a found out about the girl he is supposed to marry, Sadiya" "Because of that they broke up and by then he had finished his studies, he came here, and when he got back, she left too, without telling him and he couldn't find her, later he found out that they relocate to another country since her father works with the embassy" "It was after Nuwaira's dead, that's when the prince was 11 when they meet again, I can't remember what actually lead to their re union".

The expression on their faces became more and more excited with the words of Dewey Hobbs. "Of course, maybe your new disciples may not know the meaning of the Royal Battle. Today, I can explain that the so-called Royal Battle is a kind of battle between the disciples of The Academies! Among them, there are dozens of disciples from the other The Academies. Each of them is talented and powerful, and each of them is a genius martial artist..." At this point, the faces of Zephyr Khan and Yang suddenly moved slightly. Even though Dewey Hobbs's words were extremely concise, they could still guess how terrifying this battle between emperors was.

If found guilty the royalty has all the right to put the life of the offender to an end. Uh-huh that was never in her plans. Never. She just wanted a simple and no drama kind of life but ever since she was born her life has been filled with scandals. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe nor blink. She was terrified to an extent of literally shaking. The bowel in her hands was threatening to fall over if she didn’t stop. Her eyes were fixed on the white substance on the purple cloak of a the royal Prince. Not just any Prince. He was known by many disturbing names.

"And you've given an excellent performance. Top of your class academically. Respected by your peers. Trusted by the faculty. No one suspects what you really are." What you really are. The words echoed in my head, each repetition driving the knife deeper. What I really was. An Omega. The lowest rank in the supernatural hierarchy. Weak. Submissive. Disposable. "Rae doesn't have the luxury of hiding," she continued. "Everyone already knows what she is. But you can teach her how to navigate that reality. How to find allies. How to avoid the worst of the targeting." "And if I refuse?"

But she doesn’t know about the malnourishment Rebel suffered. “Mom, how about I explain it to you over dinner?” I say as we head inside. As Rebel and I make our way to the bedroom, as she strips down, she turns around and says, “Alpha Kaden is working with rogues Austin. He is going to try again. I think we only bought a couple of weeks max. But we need to do something about this situation.”

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

Word didn’t reach the capital or the king’s ear until the rebels started claiming noble’s homes. Until then, they’d taken a few farmlands, and any complaints went to the Alpha or Duke of the land. Rhys didn’t know how to reply to Xenos’ comment. How could he when he had no idea what to make of this all? He was currently posing as Amira and listening to the rebels’ leaders… He was currently posing as Amira.. a leader of the rebels…

“If you expose this, you don’t just destroy me. You destroy the crown itself. The alliances, the stability of Elyria, everything our father built. You’d be king over ashes.” Gaius smiled coldly. “Then perhaps it deserves to burn.” He rose slowly and walked around the table until he stood directly in front of Atlas. “Renounce the throne,” Gaius said softly. “Transfer full control of the royal family’s business and its shares to me. Publicly. Do it, and your precious Jacob lives a long, quiet life. Refuse… and I will drag your dirty little secret into the light. The court. The council. The people. Imagine the headlines, Crown Prince caught spreading his legs for a common farmer.”

“They’re panicked and afraid.” “Hmm,” Talen hummed his agreement. “They have never run into real opposition, and they don’t have the numbers to deal with this scale of rebellion. I’m hungry,” he commented raising an eyebrow at Heath. “How about you?” “I could eat,” Heath grinned. “Let’s go get some takeaway,” Talen pointed at the vehicle above them.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.