Vader Rebels Novels & Stories

The girl of light he whispered bedtime stories to across wires and code. --- When Navarro fell, and the burnline cracked open the Hollow’s lower vaults… Vayden crawled out of the dark. Eyes blistered. Mind fragmented. And what did he see? Naomi Raines. Alive. Human. Burning like prophecy. Wearing the name he whispered through metal. And worse? She didn’t remember him. --- Now Vayden walks the edge of the rebellion—not as a hero, not as a villain. But as a ghost.

Austin POV As soon as Rebel finished speaking, Alpha Kaden and I raised our hands at the same and yelled, “ATTACK!” Immediately, both sides clashed against each other. My target is Alpha Kaden. There is no way I’m letting him get to Rebel. I see her fighting two of the Blue Moon warriors. Rising Moon is battling Blue Moon warriors as well.

“I think her words were something along the lines of, ‘You’re splitting the resources of your family. If you would just stop fighting with them and join forces, you could take over the entire world.’” Okay, it’s incredibly nerdy and probably a terrible metaphor, but I thought of Darth Vader reaching out to Luke and saying, Join me… with our combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict and bring order to the galaxy. After, of course, Vader had cut off Luke’s hand. Huh… maybe not such a bad metaphor after all. (If you ignore the whole thing about Vader being Luke’s father, that is.) “What did you say?”

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

They lay under a sky unclouded by despair. And though doubts still lingered in Valen’s heart, he knew one thing clearly: these men hated Leo. Whether for survival or for justice, their hatred was real. And real hatred could be shaped into something useful. By morning, plans were already being whispered. Plans not of if, but of when. And the rebels, once broken and hopeless, now stood a little taller,because now they had found an Alpha who might just give them the chance they had prayed for.

“What the f-k did you wake me up so early to say?” “We sent an extraction team to your warehouse hideout, Ms Carter,” Phillip Salem said calmly. “As you knew that we would. They have not returned. Your allies at the warehouse are now considered hostile and dangerous, and as such we will be sending a larger force for the purpose of suppressing the rebels at that location.” Aislen saw Connery move, out of the corner of her eye, the rogue alpha adjusting his weight on his feet, and his eyes glowing with his wolf, preparing to fight.

"How come he hasn't turned to ashes yet? Shouldn't he be dead?" "He's not dead yet, and I still don't want to kill him. I'm in the mood to play a little politics in the kingdom. Vincent wants my position as leader of the rebel extermination squad formed by the three great vampire kings. With this attack, he will definitely cry his ass to Novak to replace my position. Come to think of it, I can't be both the leader of the rebel eradication squad and the leader of the rebellion squad at the same time. Also, I already know that Saveroth, the prime minister is watching my movements. So, I have to be more careful from now on. And tonight, we will not hunt, but will only save the three slave girls

She had to get out of here, and fast. But just as she was about to make a run for it, she heard a sound behind her. She turned around and saw a group of werewolf rebels standing in the shadows, watching her. "Well, well, well," a woman's voice said, and Karen recognized it as the leader of the rebels. "What have we here?" Karen felt a surge of hope. She had heard about the rebels, and she knew that they were skilled fighters who sought to overthrow the oppressive monarchy and establish a new, more just society.

"You want me to embargo the Emperor? You are mad. He has Legions. He has the Shadow Guard. If I cut his supply lines, he will burn Oremond to the ground." "He needs Oremond," Tristan said. "He needs your factories. He can't burn you if he wants to rebuild his army." Tristan picked up the shard. He tossed it in the air and caught it. "But if you refuse... I will sell this to the rebels. To the Viper." Valerius flinched at the name. "They say the Viper is dead," Valerius whispered. "Crushed in the Spire." "They say a lot of things," Tristan said cryptically. "But imagine if the Rebel Army had armor made of this. The war would be over in a month."