Star Wars Rebels Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Leia replied. “So Rebecca never had a wolf side, poor thing. Does this mean you'll be taken away too when I'm gone?” Rebecca asked, hoping it wouldn't be the case, that would mean her taking three lives and she didn't want that. “I don't know Rebecca, but let's worry about that later. I'm excited to see your home.” Leia said and Rebecca could feel her excitement which made her smile. She turned her attention to the door knob again. “Break it, I'll help you.” Leia said and Rebecca bobbed her head before turning the knob with a little more force and it broke off without much effort, thanks to Leia.

Alpha Carmen asked "That's not what I'm doing" Rebecca said "Then mind your business Luna Rebecca, whatever she did in the past is in the past, I'm not interested all I care about is our future so please kindly keep your opinions to yourself" Alpha Carmen said as he pulled Leia to him "You're a strange man, Alpha Carmen" Leia said as she wrapped her hands around seeking comfort in is embrace "You must know she can't leave until she pays what she owes Alpha Tristan" Rebecca said as she turned to Alpha Tristan who had said nothing all through

“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

I snatched it, then stared blankly at the words she had written—notes about rogue safehouses, council meetings, and plans for resistance. “They did work together.” Steph’s whisper sent a violent shiver down my spine. Each clutching our family member’s words, we searched the clutter on the table until the message was abundantly clear. Elaine Rogers and Maren Channer were rebels for a rogue rebellion. I stared at Steph. “Was your mom a rogue?” “No—I mean, no.” Steph’s eyes searched mine frantically. “I don’t know. I—I don’t know if—how—”

“What, like some neighborhood boys who stole sugar from shops?” ‎ ‎“No,” he said flatly. ‎ ‎“Oh.” ‎ ‎He stepped a bit closer, and for once, I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. My legs felt like jelly. ‎ ‎“They called themselves the Sun Slashers,” he continued. “They were violent. Connected. They controlled a lot of supplies and territory.” ‎ ‎I frowned. “Supplies? Like what, spare parts? Petrol?” ‎ ‎His eyes flicked to mine. “Not the legal kind.”

Back then his parents were out of the old Alpha's favor, so naturally he caught grief from the rest of the pack. At the worst of it, someone split his forehead open. I snuck iodine and medicine out of the storeroom and sat with him through four days of fever. When they caught me, I took a beating right alongside him. He had held onto me then, shaking with sobs, and every word out of him was real. “Lena, I swear to the Moon Goddess, as long as you're by my side, no one will ever hurt you again.” Later, with my parents' help, his parents became the new Alpha and Luna.

After Celeste died in his last life, that debt had fermented into ten years of guilt. But the girl with the bandaged ankle in the photo was Elena. The girl wearing the red cape was also Elena. Adrian stood in the empty room and finally understood how badly he had been wrong.

Venera concluded. The prince was staring in awe at the two rebels in front of him. They had a whole hierarchy of operations. The 10 weren't just ten teenagers rebelling for the sake of it. They were organized and deliberate with what they did. This was so much more than Felix had given them credit for.

Rebecca’s hands were shaking and she sported a big smile. “You guys know how I’ve been following the entire case of our founder? Mrs Elena Windsor?” “Not Windsor, babes,” Stella her friend shook her head in exasperation but a small smile played on her lips. “She’s not married to Mr David anymore,” Rebecca’s cheeks flushed red. “True, anyways!” She commanded the attention of the room back and dropped her voice to a whisper. “Check this, she got married again,” “You’re lying. Last we heard, she was engaged to Mr David again and went by Tamara Caraballi. After the arrest, she kind of fell off the radar,” A random co worker called out as agreements rose up in the room.

His voice was shaky and intermittent as he said, "Ella, ever since you chose Daniel, I've been a mess. Sophie, being the heir… None of that matters to me. It's always been you I wanted. "Once upon a time, I was the bad guy. I was too full of myself and unhappy with the plans my family made for me. Sophie's tricks didn't help either. That's why I thought I didn't like you and kept fighting against our marriage. "Now, I've sobered up. I get how I feel about you, Ella. Can we try again? Please, let's give things another chance. "