Vader Rebels Novels & Stories

"He was convinced your father is still alive and that he's the leader of the rebels" *****************************************

“Goodbye, Mom. I think my old self just said that I love you.” Tears of anger fell on Aryadi's cheeks who were now hugging her adopted daughter's body. He will do whatever it takes to get rid of that devil, whatever. If the price he had to pay was Barbara's death, he wouldn't care. He would rather watch his granddaughter die in peace than be under the control of such a devil. Aryadi swallowed the lump in his throat and got up and lifted Linda's body. His feet steadily stepped out of the ward. There was no time to mourn, not when Barbara and her controllers lived with chaos at their fingertips.

He made fun of me when he talked to me, which made me angry right away. Not me, but he was here to ask for help. If he doesn't watch what he says, I could easily stop working with the military. I hope he got what I meant. "So why don't you use your Victor Squad? They are the best flyers and they can keep an eye on these valleys from the sky," I suggest and if anything, this pissed him off visibly even more. Ardolf sat next to me the whole time and listened to us talk in silence. I could feel him getting tenseer by the second, which made sense. Lucian was using all his Lycan powers to make sure that I'd give in but I wasn't going to give it.

The Alpha command did not work on Vampires, yet surely there was some authority in me as a vampire. I’ve seen Ziahra command her men. She held power over them. The men hesitate, some don’t move, a few step forward at Vadam’s command, and others hesitate when they realise their comrades did not move. “Kill him!” Vadam thunders, and several men jump into action. “I’m not here to kill my people nor to cause a scene. You are my only target. Step down from your position or I will not hold back.” I snarl. My people…

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.

Even if the rebels shot their drones down, they should be able to get there quickly enough to find them and destroy them before they could get away. All of them were to be shot on sight except for the red haired girl--Rain--and 24C. Jaguar knew exactly who he was, even though she’d had to hide her surprise when she’d learned that he was a leader of the rebellion. In her time leading the Military Mothers of Gretchintown, before White had been sent in by President Violet, she never would’ve guessed the mild-mannered 24C would’ve been a problem. Sure, he’d been a little bit of a troublemaker when he was younger, but that was the case with a lot of the men, especially the more vital ones, like 2

"What'd they call that place he works at? You know, your uncle's hush-hush, covert whatever ..." "Polaris, whatever the heck that means." I looked through the side mirror at Maverick's truck, wondering anew about his involvement. "I can't believe he's known about this supernatural stuff all this time." The thought of him holding out on me all summer when I thought we were such good friends really rubbed me wrong. "And he works for Uncle Ira, who's some, what the heck, rebel leader? Seriously. No one in my life is who they seem." "Oh!" Ruthie gasped, tightening her hands on the steering wheel. "He's like Obi-Wan Kenobi and the Rebellion! And you're Princess Leia. Yeah! And Isaac is Luke and Z

I ordered steely. It was rather convenient to label her the leader of the resistance; how did a drone even manage to make its way here? A calculating move to declare war, The Rebel’s Creed has the confidence and the resources to fight us. “They started this war. I’ll finish it.”

Unlike the humans and creatures under the voice’s domain, the rebels didn’t have access to the rest of the world so these rebels needed to exit their shelter to gather food, supplies, and other weapons. It was a desperate one-sided war with the losing side always losing more people. It was only truly a matter of time until Earth was fully under the voice’s control. Today, the rebels had sent forth a squad to gather supplies, food, and weapons that could assist them. In truth, the squad was a gathering of people that the rebel base considered to be worthless. They were running out of food and had to thin their numbers. If the squad returned with food, they would be welcomed with praise but if

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."