The Rebel King Novels & Stories

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

I Replied. She nodded and held me tightly, like it's the very last time she will. “I suppose you have heard about the king's son Rebellion?” Rebellion? That's what they've deemed it as now? Well who cares, they would eventually tag me a rebel anyways “The crown Prince? No, no I haven't heard anything about that. I have only heard about some odd things going on in the pack. Things like.. the king's death and resurrection?” Mason teased. Darian coughed violently, “ Quite an odd news you overheard there. I assure you, none of they happened. The prince found himself a pretty little girl and decided to betray his kingdom for her life.”

"The king passed on an instruction after your er- incident for training to be taken more seriously since there is now an unidentified source of rebels." Rebels? Memories of what that rude man, Thaddeus, had said about rebels during the council meeting that day flashed through my mind's eye. But those were humans. The assailant who tried to kill me was not human at all. There was now a new brand of unidentified rebels. That could only mean… "You guys are late!" The sound of a pissed feminine voice filled the air, and I snapped out from my thoughts. I glanced ahead to see the commander making her way straight toward us with an evident frown on her face.

He knew of my loyalty to Ona, but seeing me here, kneeling at his father’s feet, made him see me differently. Not unlike my queen the day she rejected me, when she learned the Archon Box I held had been stolen. “Seven reasons,” I grinned, gesturing to the dragons in chains behind me. “Seven spies, seven agents of Stellar Rebellion.” I reached back, taking a fistful of Melark’s hair as I threw him to the ground at the king’s feet. “Including Melark Andromeda, Prince Technician of the Solar Kingdom.” The Blood King smiled. Primus looked indifferent.

CLAYTON’S POV I wasn’t expecting any of it! I’d had a million suspicions and theories about my mate’s eyes, but what she ended up revealing, knocked me for six. While she truly believes in me, I can’t bring myself to believe that I could one day be King. When I started The Rebelution, I didn’t do it with the intentions of one day being King. I just wanted to get back at my parents and dethrone them. The throne does not belong to them, and to now learn that it will one day belong to me was just overwhelming.

a voice said in a low grunt as all our eyes swung to the Rebel Vampire King. "You'd be connected to all of us after this." King Nicklaus spat. "Subjected to the rules of our treaties bound by your blood to conform." Nicklaus raised his eyebrows as I worriedly pleaded that the rebel King would add his strenght for my mates sake. Jagger whined in my head but I knew I had to stay silent it had to be his choice.

“I want to destroy Nial Ocnomad and make Ardae more about the people. The real people then about this neverending war amongst immortals. And power plays. And politics.” “You don’t think there should be any kings?” Not what I said. “On the contrary I think kings are necessary as a governing body. But I don’t think kings and queens only interested in their own self-serving desires are beneficial to anyone.” Bast blinked slowly. “You are not at all what I’d heard.” “I never am.” He sighed. “So how, exactly do you plan to overthrow all these corrupt kings and queens. By gathering commerce and swaying the people. Given enough goods I could control all of Ardae from the Blue Lark.”

I closed the door behind me with a soft click. “Your Majesty…” I began, but my voice died in my throat. He turned slowly. His gaze was dark and hard. I knew at once that I was no longer facing the man I had come to know before. This was the side everyone feared, the king who did not ask twice. “So the rebel has arrived,” he said quietly, but his voice came from deep within, like a threatening growl. “The terrifying white wolf who makes half the harem jealous and whom half the palace would gladly see dead.”

I asked. He gave me a grim smile. “Like I said earlier, we have a lot to discuss. First of all, some people are rebelling against me because I’m not their rightful king. You are,” he murmured. “You’re their king. You should know how to deal with a rebellion,” I answered flatly. “Kill those instigating it.” “Killing them is not the solution. Another person will just assume their leadership position. Jeez, had this human world clouded your sense of judgement?” He snapped.

"They are the rebels, Jholand. A group of brave and loyal individuals who are fighting against the king's tyranny. And they are led by a man named Arin, who is sworn to protect you and help you claim your rightful place on the throne." I felt a surge of excitement and hope. Maybe, just maybe, we had a chance to defeat my father and take back the kingdom. And with Sam by my side, and the rebels on our side, I knew Elara nodded, as if she could see the determination in my eyes. "Arin is a good man, Jholand. He will help you, but you must be careful. The king's spies are everywhere, and they will stop at nothing to crush the rebellion."