Song Of Rebellion นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Aeternums noise! The king has forbidden their wicked sounds. It poisons the mind, they say.” One of the squires stood defiantly. “But… it’s just a song.” The guard scowled. “A song that turns men into rebels. Hand it over.” As the radio was confiscated, the squires exchanged glances. They had heard Aeternum’s music. And once something was heard, it could never be unheard.

"How come he hasn't turned to ashes yet? Shouldn't he be dead?" "He's not dead yet, and I still don't want to kill him. I'm in the mood to play a little politics in the kingdom. Vincent wants my position as leader of the rebel extermination squad formed by the three great vampire kings. With this attack, he will definitely cry his ass to Novak to replace my position. Come to think of it, I can't be both the leader of the rebel eradication squad and the leader of the rebellion squad at the same time. Also, I already know that Saveroth, the prime minister is watching my movements. So, I have to be more careful from now on. And tonight, we will not hunt, but will only save the three slave girls

Benjamin entered the bar and sat a few seats away from Sonia. Watching her alone lessened the burden in his heart as he tried to pinpoint the difference between his fiancée and the lady before him. As if feeling the stare directed at her, Sonia turned towards his direction and was met with the back view of the waitress who was currently taking his order. Her attention was shifted back to the dancing floor as a familiar tune played out from the loudspeaker. It was her only song before her rebirth. It portrayed her loneliness, wants and most, especially her yearn for freedom.

The thought of Selene being out there unprotected makes Sorem whine in agony. A powerful yet anguished howl echoes to the farthest reaches. Sorem climbs to the top of a mountain and begins howling relentlessly, calling for his mate. Several more howls follow from the wolves on his team. They’re all in rogue territory now. They all know that tonight there will be war, and much blood will be spilled.

“I was…” He swallowed thickly. “I was betrayed,” the betrayal was still in his voice, raw and visceral. “I was betrayed, poisoned, weakened, and imprisoned. I was sent to the human’s lands, and there magical cuffs were put upon me,” he looked at his wrists as if still seeing those bindings. “Bindings created by a witch, who they continued to torment, seeming determined to torture unto death. I broke free, and took her with me, making her my second child, Meguitte,” his eyes flared red with his rebellion against the humans who had tried and failed to break him, the tension of his confession breaking. “I have always adopted rebels,” Talen’s smile was all teeth. Heath’s lips curled. “I’d believ

Compact and slanted, written quickly on a strip of paper that would not survive contact with water. Rebellion ready. Avery has forces positioned outside. Need three more weeks. Keep Sierra alive through semi-finals. The final fight is our window. Below that: Phoenix. Three weeks. Three more fights between now and the window the rebellion had spent years building toward. An eternity measured in the number of things that could go wrong between a Tuesday afternoon in a cell block and the moment everything either worked or it did not. Ryder read the note once more, then worked it between his fingers until nothing remained that could be read, and let the pieces fall.

His eyes blazed with an unspoken vow and a ferocious light. "I sing for the lost ones," he announced, his voice heavy with emotion. "For every wolf whose name has been said in disgrace. Tonight, we remind them; we remember. We are the inheritors of audacity, resistance, and those who ventured to believe even when hope was buried under boot heels. He strummed his lute, and the first notes wove into the darkness—a song that would eventually become the battle cry of the uprising. “They thought we were broken, un deserving, done...

‎Still. ‎Unfamiliar. ‎ ‎And wearing the burning sun symbol. ‎ ‎The new leader. ‎ ‎ ‎

I owe them that much for all they did for me, when I nearly lost myself. Her face floods my vision, as if she’s standing right before me. Sobs ripping from my chest. I miss her more than I will ever admit. My one chance at happiness and a family, stolen because some demon went on a rampage at a concert, killing over forty people and sucking each and every one of their souls from their bodies. Soraya, my mate, had been there with several other pack members, just ready for a good night. Like I said, we do our best to blend in with society. We gravitate towards the same things other creatures and humans do. In that way, we’re no different.

My father was proud of it being from the same lineage that walked on foot rather than in paws. Looking back at it, it was unfortunate that the one person my father trusted would betray him all for this. But if you look into it, who wouldn't want his place. My father had everything, wealth, leadership, the trust of the pack, family and prestige. Now I need to rebuild everything. I will take back what was taken from me, I will regain strength and the followers I needed. I also needed evidence that would prove my uncles' betrayal. My word is not enough to take him down. I need to challenge him and in order to do that, I need my wolf and regain some followers. Juno should be able to get some of