Romans & histoires Vader Rebels

"I mean, that's very detailed." "We have a few spies from the Diamond Pack infiltrated outside of the walls to get information from them once in a while." Lance answered briefly. Violet's mission consisted in meeting the leader of the Rebels, Jack Morde. The Rebels were the main rogue pack opposed to the Diamond Pack government. And anyone that was against them was considered an enemy. Violet had never met the guy in her life, but she always heard the members from her pack talk about him like he was the most feared and powerful wolf among the resistance.

I watch as he walks around to be in front of me and holds a curved dildo looking thing with a wide circle base. "This is the vibrator. It's remote controlled so I'll be able to turn up the intensity with this remote." He walks back around to my ass and I hear a bottle of lube being opened. I groan when the tip of the vibrator pushes into me. Daddy pushes it in slowly until the round base is nestled between my ass cheeks. I wait patiently as he sits back down and looks me in the eye.

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.

"I came here to ask your help to prove his treachery and take back my people. You must have heard of their upcoming alliance with those vampires who killed my grandfather. He will just use my pack to be the minions of those bloodsuckers which is against our code. This alliance will tilt the balance of this realm, this is what I came here for," A growl escaped the Thalon King, "where have you heard this news?" "You can request an audience with my uncle since his pack is under Valeria, although he has equal rights as Alpha. The Jera Pack from the north is a brother at arms of Valeria Pack, any decision they make should be approved by the council since he did not come from the same bloodline, h

Yelled our father using is alpha command. Matthew the Commander of our army just returned from what was supposed to be a milk run. Telling us he had a run in with the heathen we lost one of our men and our cousin Dj is in critical condition because the heathen infected him with its venom. Matt was fed from as well but for some reason wasnt injected with the venom. On top of that he failed to bring us the human rebel that wears the heathens mark which could lean us to the heathen. "So let me guess this straight. You went to fetch the human rebel that could be our only lead to get the heathen. Then the heathen showed up to get his girl and free the other humans" said my brother in anger.

Everything seems to be totally different tonight than it should be. There’s no need to explain or say any other word because as soon as we turn the corner, I can see about roughly thirty vampires attacking a small group of five wolves. Two of them I recognise to be Tonya and Ben. Tonya is fighting like a true warrior, fending one vampire after the other off, while I see blood pooling from her neck. Ben is trying to keep as many vampires away from his sister as possible, but he can only do so much. “Push them away and protect us,” I order towards my guards while heading towards Tonya.

Rebel and Siddharth were best friends, they had the same teacher who was Rebel's grandfather, however during their training years it was Siddharth who would always beat Rebel in the game, creating a high opinion and position for himself in his grandfather's heart As a result Siddharth rose to fame quicker and was more feared, however Rebel fell out with his grandfather for having favoured Siddharth more and he left the country to join the other world. That was why he harboured concealed feelings to snatch away everything that Siddharth had

That night, we traced Valen’s first broadcast. Encrypted, yes. But not enough to escape me. He was arrogant. He always left a signature. And when the broadcast decrypted, his face appeared on the screen—clean-shaven, smiling like the devil. “Ivy, dear cousin,” he purred. “Still playing queen of cinders? Don’t worry. I’ve made space for you in my new world. As a relic.” I threw the tablet across the room. Sleep never came. Instead, I found myself in the archives, staring at the memory files of those who’d died in the rebellion. There were thousands—faces, names, DNA, imprints.

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

Lucien's POV Vale appeared in the chamber's doorway, Security Chief Holland at her side. Both were smiling. Vale still held a microphone, broadcasting to the millions watching online. "Watch your friends die, Miss Cross," Vale said pleasantly. "Then join them. This is what happens to those who resist. This is the price of rebellion."