Special Strike Rebellion Novels & Stories

The contract marriage was set to last one year—on paper, a strategic partnership, but in reality, a power move that would force Jamie to take me seriously. I dropped the paper, back on the desk and I looked at him “you added a clause” He smirked, “of course I did”. I used my fingers to move it closer to him and tapped the section that read: In the event of betrayal or failure to uphold agreed-upon terms, the contract will be nullified, and financial reparations of five billion dollars must be made to Johnny Harrington. I scoffed. “Five billion?, I offered two billion. You think highly of yourself”

“We’re invading Moonlord and Bloodmoon. They broke the treaty. They burned our soldiers. They tried to kill my people. It’s time we take what should have been ours long ago.” Her eyes gleamed, the fire of her old self fully lit again. “Yes, Alpha.” And so began the retaliation. For two full months, war raged across the north and east. Vespara’s tactical brilliance, Rome’s brute strength, and my ruthless will crushed everything in our path. With unexpected backing from the royal family, who now stood with us, the rebellion was destroyed. We invaded and conquered both Moonlord and Bloodmoon Packs. Their alphas fled like rats. Their territories fell under our control. The rebels who fueled the

The initials 'JG' and 'SL' gave it away—Jeffrey had set up the fireworks just for Sophie. Just like clockwork, Sophie sent me a video bragging about it. [Listen up, Jeffrey made this show for me and me alone. So what if you were childhood friends? So what if you're pregnant? He doesn't love you. [I guess your wedding isn't such a big deal. In the end, it's me he loves.] Then, a message from someone with a black profile picture popped up on my screen. I smirked at their words. Tonight was going to be the last blast for those two.

Zephyr tried to get back at me for what I said, but I had already fled together with Verona. That day, a bunch of anonymous forums started talking about what had happened today, vividly recounting the scandalous scene from beginning to end. Everyone came to a consensus that society nowadays was going on a downwards spiral. That night, I got another call from Zephyr, and I was already completely fed up with what he had done in the past, and what he just had done today. "Sir, if you don't sign the papers today, I'll make sure you wish you did!"

Eisheth's smile widens, and both Uriel and Kaelan know that can’t mean anything good. The stampede draws closer, and everyone tenses, looking in all directions. In the darkness, it’s impossible to see what’s coming—not even Uriel can sense who or what they are. Their scents and auras are strange. "I think this fight will finally be balanced," Eisheth laughs. At that precise moment, several members of the Redwood Wolves ambush the lycans, the Terrakai, and even Uriel and Serena, the celestial who had come to aid them.

As he had done centuries before, Thaelen intended to employ Meguitte’s fire to burn out the enemy and scatter their forces, allowing the vampires to climb the wall between the machicolations. The Greibrons would not be anticipating the Concordian’s physical strength and speed, which would give them the advantage. Sigrid and Meguitte had stayed until Meguitte’s part in the battle plans had been discussed and Meguitte had become distressed, protesting the use of her sparrows in such a way again. Whilst he had been sorry to upset her, he had explained that using her sparrows would save many lives. Sigrid had led Meguitte out, pausing at the door with her eyes meeting his. There was another way,

The end, my end, was looming. My gaze flickered to Killan, mere inches behind me. Our eyes locked, and in that unspoken exchange, I sensed his urgent message. Without a word, he conjured small flames in his left hand, a signal that ignited the spark of rebellion against The Miss and her relentless army. "Idrish, CHARGE!" Killan's voice boomed, a battle cry that resonated through the very soul of camp Meridio.

At exactly 12 o'clock in the night, criminals gang have already surrounded the whole compound to assassinat Seilor as planned by Dansanisa, Amunsa's wife. Just as Dansanisa told them, they didn't waste much time as they turn towards the backyard of the house and found the wooden made door that wasn't that strong for them to break in. Although it's was a mere descriptions but when they saw it, it's was well clear and exactly how Dansanisa told them.

He bit his lip, swallowed his scream, and shut his eyes. “Commander!” His eyes shook, and a tremble coiled inside him. “What the fuck is going on?” He didn’t expect the rebels to outsmart them. This was out of his mind. When the fuck did they plan all of this? For Hadi, the second explosion created an opportunity for them. The barriers that surrounded the fort were deactivated as they hurt the barrier spellers. The ground around the fort was shaking but they couldn’t be too relaxed. They must enter the fort if they wanted to have a full

She had to get out of here, and fast. But just as she was about to make a run for it, she heard a sound behind her. She turned around and saw a group of werewolf rebels standing in the shadows, watching her. "Well, well, well," a woman's voice said, and Karen recognized it as the leader of the rebels. "What have we here?" Karen felt a surge of hope. She had heard about the rebels, and she knew that they were skilled fighters who sought to overthrow the oppressive monarchy and establish a new, more just society.