Vader Rebels Novels & Stories

Some of the drogar recognized her instantly, and whatever hopes they held about the fight completely bottomed out and vanished. “This is Fleet Admiral Freya, leader of the undying Einherjar,” she began. “Some of you in the Empire know me as Ra’ventrii, subjugator of the Reborn. We’ve taken command of this devastator, now named Thanatos, the Ender of Worlds. “Together, we’ll ravage the Empire and bring it to its knees! Only once your precious Imperium is reduced to ash will we stop. And should anyone foolish enough to try to hinder us, know that we’ll crush them. Painfully. Thoroughly.

“My children will split you into four groups. They will join you on the mission. They have your orders, and you will report to them.” “Forgive me, Master,” Kevin says again. “We have our own leaders and-” I snap my head in his direction, silencing the human with one look. “Yes, you do…and your squads will answer to you, but you will answer to your vampire commanders. Are we clear?” The human pales a little. “Of courses. Yes, Sir.” “These are extraordinary times, but I’ll give you this one chance: If you do not wish to join the war, this is your one and only opportunity to walk away. Right now, before we give you your orders.”

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

But I was losing hope already, I could only watch as they were all busy stripping off the shield from his damaged body. You promised me...I fucking love you... "...my queen..." It wasn't until Maven was in front of me then I realize, that he was calling me to assist him. "He promised...he fucking promised me..." my body shook with great sadness, which was slowly fading when Sabina touched my hand. I could see that she was absorbing my sadness. She was suddenly teary, but she nodded to Maven. "My queen, please follow me." I slowly got up when I felt nothing, my sadness was gone but nothing else was replacing it. It was just an empty feeling on nothingness.

And if he wanted Ava, not even her father was going to be able to protect her. “I called the warriors. They’re on the way. They just recently graduated from training so they’re new. But that’s why they are loyal to you, Noah. Because we went to school with them.” Mason explained. “As long as they are competent then I don’t care. I just need people to have eyes on Elias and on Ava.” I said. “I’ll brief them when they get here. They aren’t going to like spying on their Alpha, so I’m going to have to tell them about Ava. That’s the only thing that will put their minds at ease.” Mason explained.

He specialises in torture, is a vampire / wolf hybrid, and runs the Irish Mob out in Boston. Dante Rios, Alpha Dragon shifter based out in Vegas. He’s head of the Duskfall Syndicate, and every bit as deadly as you can imagine. Don’t venture into the desert at night, because rumour has it, he can’t control his own beast. Little do they know, he likes not being in control.

However, with no direction to the galactic sector that the defenders knew it was directed to the galactic sector. Since the rebels had in their possession large amounts of dynamite and experts from the galactic empire from other guerrilla wars, including the Boer general Ben Viljoen, and the grandson of the famous galactic Italian revolutionary Giuseppe Garibaldi II, following several news reports of the battle mention the participation of Tom Mix, future star of many Galaxy westerns of the empire of Wood Hollys Town. To counter the formidable defenses, the rebels developed an effective strategy that allowed them to avoid the machine-gun nests and barricades well into the galactic sector pla

She fought with with unmatcheocity, but even she could see the loyalists faltering. The rebels pressed forward like a tide, their eyes clouded black by Vaelor’s influence. Their claws and fangs lashed out with unnatural strength, striking down young and old alike. Iris surged into their midst, her twin flames slicing the shadows apart. “Stop this madness!” she cried. For a heartbeat, the rebels hesitated. Her voice—her presence—cracked through their fury like a whip. Some of the younger ones staggered back, shaking their heads as if waking from a nightmare.

He stroked my hand with his thumb. “The bringers of death?” I suggested. “The Delazar’s thrive on war. Their leader loves chaos and power. Delazar believes the weak should be killed.” He paused, with a grim look on his face, and I thought back to what Sam said about his brother, then he continued, “Reaper is the name he gave our clan because we are the bringers of death.” “Have you… brought death to anyone?” I wanted his answer to be no but a part of me wondered and I had to know.

In the depths of despair, a resistance coalesced, its members bound together by a shared determination to defy the tyranny of the hybrid and his malevolent consort. And so, amidst the chaos and despair, the stage was set for a final confrontation—a battle that would determine the fate of not just the world, but the very soul of the hybrid himself. For in the crucible of conflict, truths long buried would be laid bare, and redemption would beckon to those willing to heed its call.