Royal Academy Rebels Novels & Stories

Though my voice was hoarse, it still carried an authority that could not be questioned. The elders fell silent. "I am giving up my power for a reason," I continued. "The northern rebels have made their move. They rescued Ariana and are plotting something much bigger." "The northern rebels?" the head elder frowned. "You mean the exiled branch of the royal family?" "The very same," I nodded. "Their target isn't just Ariana, and it isn't just the Blackwood Pack. They want to upend the entire werewolf world order." I looked at the elders' tense faces and continued.

I whispered, more so to myself. “What’s a rebel wolf?” Reaper asked. “They are pack wolves who lost respect in the hierarchy. They remain pack wolves but choose to run with domestic wolves. It’s scarce. I’ve only heard of three incidents in wolf history where it has happened. It usually happens when the rebel wolf has been wronged. They seek retribution. It is why they do not disband. They want an apology for the wrong, or they will seek vengeance for a crime.” I looked at Beast. “Have you reached out?”

The rebels were relentless. They weren’t just rebels—they were desperate. Clothed in stitched armor, wearing mismatched insignias, some limping or missing fingers. And yet—fierce. Too fierce for just a rogue group. “This isn’t normal,” Alaric muttered, blocking a heavy strike, slamming his sword through a man’s chest. “Someone’s funding them.” “Good. I need a new face to electrocute.” Lightning burst again from my palm, and this time the sky answered.

"What about me? She is engaged to me anyway." Rebekkah and Ayesha both shook their heads before Ayesha explained. "They don't want just anyone. They want someone who sees the throne as they do. A possession of power, that gives them control over the island. They wouldn't risk you coming in and having different opinions on the matter." "They need someone malleable." Rebekkah supplied. "Somone they can control to make sure the throne continues to serve them even after they have vacated." "So negotiating is out of the deal."

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

Hanson moves forward while commanding to others, “Release her!” When no one listens, he moves to do it himself. “Hanson, stop!” His body obeys as his mind churns, his heart burns, and his eyes yearn to follow through with the task. The Alpha Female. “COME BACK TO ME!” Hanson straightens as his body obeys a call the rest of him wishes to ignore. As he comes to stand next to his new female, he watches Jezebel and pleads for forgiveness and offers false promises of freeing himself from his Alpha Female with his eyes. Jezebel closes her eyes before looking straight ahead. That was the last time she looked at him. The thin silver thread grows even weaker from the final betrayal. He was going to s

"What is that?" "Damien, he wants to give you a pleasant vacation time, Alexis, and also Reinhard. As you know, your daily life is never separated from fighting with vampires and is also filled with fear every second, always on standby if Damien's guise as The rebel vampires have been uncovered by the kingdom and they have started a movement to destroy Damien and also the people around Damien until nothing remains." What Ginny said was an undeniable truth. Their daily life is not free from unpleasant feelings, moreover, they will never know whether the royal party has succeeded in revealing Damien's disguise as a rebel vampire or not.

The stench of blood and decay is overwhelming. "Finish them off!" she screams, sending another wave of dark power. With every surge, they grow stronger and more terrifying. "Connor Blazeheart, wake up now! Remember your mother, your sister, your wife. That monster isn’t what you think it is!" Uriel manages to break free just as the ice holding Connor wears off. The alpha crashes into one of the massive trees, growling in frustration at missing his target. "What the hell is going on?" Kaelan shouts, struggling to throw off six of the pack members. It’s proving far more difficult than he anticipated.

she replied excitedly. She was a very talkative and bubbly girl, unlike me. She had turned eighteen just a few months ago, and since she was our little princess, we had all decided that she wouldn't attend the Royal Academy. As popular and prestigious as the Royal Academy was, I knew the truth about it, and I didn't want my little sister going there. In the end, she was enrolled in Luna Academy, an elite school exclusively for girls. Only daughters from Alpha, Beta, and Gamma families could attend. The academy also prepared them for their future roles as Lunas.

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.