Star Wars Rebels: Spark Of Rebellion Part 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

I felt his body tense against mine, his breath quickening. "Stay back!" he shouted, adjusting his grip on the gun, digging it harder into my skin. Without warning, he pointed the weapon skyward and fired. The silver bullet streaked through the air with a distinctive whine, and the campus erupted in fresh chaos. Werewolves dove for cover, howls of alarm punctuated the air, and my beta enforcers reached for their concealed weapons. Students scattered like leaves in a storm. "No!" the rogue wolf shouted, pressing the gun back to my temple. "No weapons or she dies!"

After all, Raiden's grudge against me ultimately caused my dad to suffer in my previous life. "Serena…" I tried hard to steady my emotions. "There's something else I need your help with…" "What is it?" "Could you help me get the security footage on what happened in the lab before… the explosion?" Serena patted my head, her voice airy and unburdened. "Relax. I've already asked someone to get the footage. A minor issue occurred in the process, but don't worry. I've resolved everything!" I stared at her, guilt drowning me from the inside.

Gathering her courage, Sparkle stood tall, her resolve unwavering. "I believe in Nora," Sparkle declared, her voice steady and determined. "She's strong, and she knows how to protect herself, she can start a new life wherever she pleases to. I helped her escape because I trust her instincts. She'll come back to us when the time is right." Ryan's frustration and worry battled within him, torn between respecting Sparkle's promise to Nora and his desire to get her. He searched Sparkle's eyes, hoping for a change of mind.

Apart from Rose’s desperate pleas and calls to get her heat satiated, the entire room was shrouded in an eerie kind of pin drop silence “You guys spiked her drink?,” Rebel knew the answer yet asked “So..sorry we.. we should not have done that, please forgive us, we will never do this again ever, we deserve to die for this but pl..,” The men pleaded “You deserve to die for sure,” Rebel’s voice was low and arctic and it sent shivers down their spine when they realised he wasn’t joking

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.

In the far corner, was a messenger— the one who had probably brought the news about the rebellion. “You slapped me, Damien? Why? Because I said you should stop whining about your duties? Or because I told you to stop talking about that bitch?!” Lily immediately stood up, red her flaring about. She looked like a flame, with the way her face turned pink and ears pointed sharp. I was invisible to the rest of the pack members. Entering the hall, no one noticed me. What could have triggered this unrest in paradise? I was amused, I couldn't lie.

Sparks flew where their blows met. Jordan tried to stand, blood dripping from his mouth. “Lora, you have to get out.” “I’m not leaving him.” “Then help him,” Revan’s mother said sharply. “The flame is bound to you. It listens to you.” “I don’t know how.” “Then feel.” I closed my eyes. The heat under my skin pulsed harder, like it wanted to be set free. I focused on Revan, on the sound of his heartbeat, the strength in his voice when he called my name.

My heart momentarily stopped beating in my chest as the light pole we ran into sparked and the wires disconnected from the pole. Every movement around me seemed to pause and play out in slow motion, my mouth dropped opened and I exhaled heavily through my mouth as I looked down at the car, they were still struggling to pull him out of the car. Every noise became a distant echo to me as I watched the wire slowly disconnected from the pole and dropped down on the car, I raised my hands to my ear and pressed it tightly against my ear shaking continuously, immediately the wire dropped on the car, it sparked and the car bursted out in flames.

Zayne snarled, gripping the hilt of the dagger like it was Pyro's neck he was squeezing. "The rebels aren't a group of sane men, Zayne. We're all mad. Only a madman can stand against the parliamentarians." Pyro chuckled, but it was more psychotic than humorous. "To join the rebels, you must be mad, and what other way to show your madness than to hurt your mate and the moon child. Just one swipe to the dagger, and you'll be part of us, the rebels."

Rebellion wasn’t just an idea anymore—it was real, and it began with me. I lifted my head, scanning the empty streets. The wind whispered through the ruins, carrying with it a promise. Vivienne had sent hunters, thinking they would instill fear. Instead, they had lit a spark. And sparks, once ignited, could not be extinguished or quenched.