Sinful War With Rebel Heir Novels & Stories

He acts all high and might and fucking noble then he killed my child, my heir! He already declared war unconsciously and I hope his father can stop this. Not stop me, I mean handle the repercussions because I’m about to send his favorite son to the grave. The realm he worked so jhard to keep at a balance was about to go tumbling down because he decided to pass his boundary. I would show him how vile I can be. He would know who he fucking messed with.

“You’ll be lucky if your mate isn’t a widow tonight after the way you plotted and schemed for this behind our backs.” “You wanted a way to make her untouchable, to keep her at your side no matter what,” Caleb argued with an angry glare, “this is it. This frees us all from that bloodthirsty tyrant, especially her.” “No,” I shot back at him, “this is how you fuck us all into starting the war I’ve been killing myself to keep every last one of us out of, you fucking asshole!”

Elena asked, hoping Amber will talk about it over the recording, and she could just give the recording to the Duhamel's, so they can know who is really responsible for Caine and his brothers deaths, and that way she wouldn't have to use deadly means to make sure the Duhamel's don't bother her son. "Yeah, I get rid of anyone who stands in my way, the same way I did with Caine and Isaac Duhamel." Amber said, coldly. Unbeknownst to her, Arthur had just come down the stairs and he heard what she just said. "So is that what you came back for?" Arthur asked, walking towards her and his mom. Arthur's voice startled Amber, and she immediately turned only to him standing behind her, he was disappoint

I gritted, my words exhibiting all the hatred I contained for the opponent, enlightening them how grave the situation was. “Now, the choice is on you all. Win or die. Because if we get defeated and you all survive, I’ll make sure to take each of the lives that live under the name of De Luca’s before giving up my own last breaths, understood?” I slammed my fist on the desk, shouting with all the harshness I could fetch within, “This is fucking war, the same war that broke us years ago, the man whose name every one of you can remember, Nicholas whose real name was Nathanial Knightley. History is repeating. We will fight the same war once again, but this time with his sister and his whole fucki

“Is this forever?” “No.” Sinclair replies firmly. “Once we arrive I’m going to rally the Alphas of the federation to move against the Prince. I’ll take whatever support they’re willing to give, and I’ll use my spies back home to form a citizen army… a rebellion. When the time is right we’ll return.” He pauses and looks down at me with regret. “At least I will.” “You mean… alone?” I inquire, aghast. “Yes.” He sighs, and he opens a floodgate of emotion to me, revealing how much he hates this thought. “Because when I go back, I’ll be going to war.”

- Mother looked at the warrior sternly. - Martha said it was none other than King Marcus and his older son, and I don't have a reason to doubt her words. - Warrior mirrored Mother's look. - That is impossible. Not so long ago, they tried to make peace with us. - The highest witch almost gasped with shock. - The same you turned down because of your pride. - Megan had no mercy.- Maybe you should take their offer then because now they are obviously on the other side. Having them against us...- The warrior left these words hanging.

“Reincarnation, my Lady. I can.” She laughed. “What can I not do for you? Daughter of Lucien?” Father's name was Lucien. She read my mind. “The man on the Alpha throne is not deserving one bit, I need you to take him down.” Of the truth, Logan was never deserving of that post. Stupid me, I was head heels over him and acted like a fool. “That is meant to be my post. I want it back.” “You shall have it back.” Moon goddess said.

"I've handed everything over, Mr. Alex. Also, a high payment to Mr. Brandon, but unfortunately, that mechanic has been buried for a while." Alef's body grew even more tense. "And one more thing." This time, Sebastian moved. He approached the girl who was under tight security. She looked down, visibly trembling in his hands. Sebastian felt like he wanted to hug her tightly to alleviate the fear she held. "The main heir of Group Azure."

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.

“If these children you rescued are any indication, he’s not just building an army. He’s turning the next generation against us.” Selene nodded. “Which means this war isn’t just about territory. It’s about legacy.” Daren rubbed his jaw. “How many are we expecting to face?” “Thousands,” Kieran said flatly. “Maybe more. Not just Deathborn. Lucian has rallied the outcasts, the broken, the bitter. Wolves who believe our way of life has failed them.” “A rebellion,” Thorne muttered. “Or a purge.”