The Disciple Wants To Rebel Novels & Stories

"When I left Moretti, I had already returned everything I owed. The things you want to give me now were things I didn’t want three years ago. I want them even less now." The light in Adrian’s eyes cracked. "What about me?" he whispered. "You won’t even give me a chance to apologize?" "Apologizing is your choice. Accepting it is mine." His fingers curled around the edge of the window, and his voice nearly shook. "Elena, I wronged you in the last life too, didn’t I?" I lifted my eyes. Adrian stared at me as if he had finally caught the answer he feared most. "You remember too," he said. "You were reborn too."

"What kind of arrangement?" "A marriage contract," Helios replied clearly, his voice steady. "Marry the three of us. In exchange, we will give you our family name, our legal protection, and our massive billions. You will have all the power, money, and resources you need to enact a brutal, systematic revenge against everyone who took your child from you." I swallowed the dryness in my throat, looking between the three powerful, dangerous brothers. "Why help me? I am just a discarded, broken girl with nothing left. Why do you care?"

While it was true he was the one who started the whole thing, in his world, he alone reserved the right to cause troubles for others. “You said I hold a grudge against you? What a joke! Why would I hold a grudge against you? I’m just worried that the Eleventh Elder had been misled by you, for how else could you explain why a mere informal disciple like you would be chosen to be the last disciple?”

“Blegh!” Gareth spat out his drink on the disciple’s face. “Master?” Thinking that he had upset Gareth, the disciple became nervous. “Uh… I’m fine.” Gareth waved his arm, his expression baffling. Only Gareth knew what was going on in his mind. The disciples sighed in relief and said, “Do it, Master. Kill the bastard! We can’t let him walk away in arrogance.” “That’s right. He’s ruthless. He killed so many to save his wife. I’m sure this won’t be the end of it.”

The disciple hesitated. “Do you?” James asked again. “I have one…” The disciple replied tentatively. “Give it to me.” James stretched out his hand. The disciple said anxiously, “Please…let me have it. I worked hard to contribute just to obtain this one admission ticket. Plus, one admission ticket is only enough to enter the first-rank world.” “You’re not handing it over?” James’ face darkened, and a powerful aura erupted from his body. “Take it!” Frightened, the disciple quickly handed over his admission ticket.

an excited female disciple said. After speaking, she clenched her fist and addressed Severin, "Senior, we are willing to stand with you and oppose the Devil Gang. Those who want to break free from the Devil Gang, who don't want to continue being their slaves, come over here." "I've had enough. Since we can leave the Devil Gang, I won't serve them anymore." Some disciples hesitated for a few seconds before immediately flying over to Severin's side, joining the twenty people who were already standing there.

Hearing this, Butterfly Zoila, who had been thinking, suddenly raised her head and looked at the male disciple. The other disciples couldn't help but look shocked. Until one is broken? That was too much. "If you don't dare, then forget it." The male disciple curled his lips, and his eyes were full of contempt. Most of the time, he was proud of winning without fighting. "After all, it's not so easy to refine a puppet. If it is broken, that kind of pain and sadness is not something ordinary people can bear." The more this male disciple spoke, the prouder he became. At this moment, it was as if he had won a complete victory.

This disciple, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, was a genius. However, he didn't expect that such a child dared to block his way. "Do you know who I am?" Lucas looked at the disciple coolly. The disciple looked at Lucas in disdain and asked, "Who are you?"

won't I betray my Jenna? my subconscious said: " already you betrayed Jenna by having sex with elina.. " 'ahh.. no... ' my subconscious said: " why did you had sex..?? you feel something whenever you see her.. you want her.. " 'yes.. I want her but not only in sex... there is some other feeling....' my subconscious said : "so you are in love....!!!"

He paused, stepped closer, and added, watching her profile: “Besides, there’s no guarantee his people follow him blindly. Think about it—someone that ruthless and controlling? His disciples are probably just biding their time to turn on him. I’ve heard of a few already—some betrayed him. Some are even hiding under official protection now.” Livia lifted her head slightly, but her eyes remained guarded. She knew Elias meant to comfort her—and some of what he said wasn’t wrong. Jim couldn’t control every disciple. There were indeed those who had turned their backs on him. But that didn’t make him any easier to deal with. To someone like Jim, she and Emma… might not even be worth hating. They we